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Facts have proved that Fujimaru Tachika and his group really don't have the talent to teach others.

Regarding the practice of Fengzhu, Musashi rolled up his sleeves at the end and said: "You can't sharpen a sharp blade without wandering on the edge of death. Let's fight half to death first!"

Fujimaru Tachika: Hello!

The wind pillars were all handed over to her, Fujimaru Tatsuka and Gaitia went to the butterfly house, and the insect pillars and butterflies were waiting for their arrival.

Because the height and weight are the shortest and lightest among the pillars, Hu Diejin is the only one who cannot use his own arms to chop off the ghost's head.She is very interested in Getia's method of treating Tanjiro, and thinks that as long as she can be honed in this area, it is enough.

"Mr. Gaitia, what kind of healing tool do you prefer?" Hu Dieren asked while helping them pour tea.

Getia: "The Holy Grail."

Hu Dieren: "Ah?"

Next to him, Fujimaru Tachika sprayed the table with a sip of tea.

It really doesn't work! !If you continue like this, you will mislead your son! !If you receive gold bars from others, you must do a good job! !

In the evening, Tanjiro brought fresh grilled fish to Tatsuka Fujimaru.

"The fish is...?" He picked up the wooden stick for skewering the fish. The woody fragrance is well combined with the meaty smell of the fish. The surface is slightly crispy, but the fish is soft when bitten down, mixed with the coarse salt sprinkled on it , has a particularly rough taste.

Zhu who didn't have the turn to guide the training will focus on training the players below to enhance the overall strength of the team.

The fish was caught from under the waterfall in Yanzhu's training ground. Tanjiro felt that his grilled fish was pretty good, so he carefully wrapped it in a big leaf and carried it in his arms.

"I am very grateful to you, Mr. Fujimaru." Tanjiro looked at him eating, his eyes couldn't help but want to bend, showing a soft smile, "If it weren't for you, I should have died in that mountain, even if I didn't die , and may not be able to hold a knife again, and can no longer find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human being."

"What are you talking about? It's strange to see death." Fujimaru Tatsuka rubbed the boy's hair with oily hands. He realized something and asked, "Did you hear something?"

Tanjiro suddenly held his breath, his cheeks were bulging, his eyes protruded badly, and he didn't even blink, a little voice came out between his teeth, "No. No."

How can this look like telling the truth, he sighed, "I can see it too?"

Seeing that he failed to lie, Tanjiro had no choice but to tell the truth.

All the ghosts in the world come from one source, that is the King of Ghosts, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi.The ancestor of ghosts who has survived from the Heian period to the present, has created a large number of ghosts and caused countless murders. Husbands lost their wives, parents lost their children, and children lost their siblings.

Thinking of his encounter with Kimai Tsuji in the street, and the other party casually turning a passerby into a ghost, recalling that chilling scene still makes Tanjiro clench his fists.

After the Battle of Kawaguchi-san, the King of Ghosts seemed to be shaken by the incredible river of light, temporarily allowing the ghosts to hide, and the Demon Slayer Squad, which has been losing its manpower, can recuperate.

"Is it the day of the decisive battle when the recuperation is over..." Fujimaru Tateka wrapped the remaining fish bones, and subconsciously said what was in her heart.

"Mr. Fujimaru is really amazing, he even guessed this!"

He bent his eyes and smiled, and put the leaf in Tanjiro's hands, "There's no need to guess about this, come on, throw this for me when you go back, it's troublesome."

The boy still had nighttime physical training, so he couldn't stay for long, so he left after saying a few words.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at his back, touched some kind of mark on the floor with her fingers, pretended to be careless and overturned the teacup next to it, let the water soak it completely, and then found a rag to wipe off all the marks.

With a random excuse, Fujimaru Tachika borrowed the right to use the Fengzhu dojo for one night. It should be that Fengzhu is too fucking annoying, and there are very few people who dare to approach this dojo.

There were only two lights in the dojo, and the young man knelt and sat on the dark side, staring at the dim light from afar.

Sitting like this until the moon was in the middle of the sky, Fujimaru Tateka slowly sighed, pulled out a towel from his sleeve pocket, and planned to erase the pattern in front of him.

But the other hand was folded on the back of his hand, and the golden-red lines on the brown skin seemed to be exquisite decorations. He turned his head and saw that Gaitia was floating in the air in a sitting position, about ten feet above the ground. Come centimeters, the line of sight is exactly parallel to him.

Magician casually glanced at the ground, where the summoning array used for the summoning of heroic spirits was drawn, and his eyes were a little more probing, "Why didn't you do it again?"

He refers to the fact that Fujimaru Tachika gave up the summoning.

Gaitia originally thought that he would not answer himself. The young man had a troubled expression on his face, but his tone was quite brisk, "Because I have always had a sense of despicableness, I made a deal with my bond with them."

In the last days of Chaldea, Fujimaru Tateka, who held the bondage items of the heroic spirits, photo albums, and everything that could become a holy relic, made a request to those big men.

He can leave everything behind. At the same time, he hopes that Matthew, who has regained his life, can go to a normal school, go to junior high school and high school, and be admitted to a good university in the future, and retain the right to communicate with him. There is an opportunity to travel once a year, to see a sky different from Antarctica, and to see a sea different from Antarctica.

She loves the outside world and beautiful things so much, it would be too cruel to break her wings to fly to the sky again.

The summoning array was given to him by Da Vinci in a special way before he left, intending for him to practice well and to prevent someone from attacking him.

When you encounter a crisis, ask everyone for help, so the almighty person said.But he felt that after he did this, he had cut off the fate with his own hands, and he had no face to ask the heroic spirit for help.

"However, if I do it all over again, I will definitely tell Leonardo Da Vinci, please give me another map of the spiritual veins, I can't do it with just magic spells!" Fujimaru Tachika smiled, and the lights flickered , Aquamarine-like eyes mixed with complex and contradictory emotions such as helplessness, anxiety and longing.

"..." Gaitia was thinking, how could that almighty person do such a thing as only giving the spell, most of the spells have been improved, directly based on the connection between Fujimaru Tatsuka and the heroic spirit, Use the fetters between the two to conduct illegal operations.

"To the big guys, I'm just a nobody, so I've survived until now," he said. "But it's mean, isn't it? I never feel like I'm a messiah, I just think I've done it." The best thing is that I have made a choice, and it is only natural to suffer the result.”

"Why are you telling me this? Isn't this a secret between you and your companions?" Getia was unhappy.

This time Fujimaru Tachika answered very quickly, "Because I dare not tell them these words. You are not from our Chaldeans, so I have to tell you all of them."

Getia's hand moved forward a little distance, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pressed his fingers on his tendons with ingenuity. Fujimaru Tateka's arm was completely numb, and he grinned in pain.

The magic formula slowly took the handkerchief from his hand, and the smile on his lips could be described as ferocious, "That's too much for you to choose, I'll activate the spell for you, or you can do it yourself, choose one."

"...Let's talk." Fujimaru Tatsuka thought about his words, "Aren't you afraid that I'll summon someone to whip you?"

"I just want to see you Chaldeans whip you."

"Are you the devil!"

"I am a demon god."

The original intention of summoning the heroic spirit is that Fujimaru Tateka wants to help, because of Tanjiro, because of Purgatory Kyojuro, because of many other people who have lost everything and still choose to pick up the Japanese sword and not continue to let others taste their own pain.

The ghost king, who has never been defeated for a thousand years, wants these young people of his age to fight him, which is no less than blocking the barrel of a gun with flesh and blood.

Thinking of such a result, Fujimaru Tachika felt a little uncomfortable.

Getia observed his expression changes closely, the distant lights were lit in the center of the sea blue, the light of hope was entrusted for thousands of years and never went out for a moment.

His hand covered the back of the young man's hand again, and then staggered a little, stuck his fingers between Fujimaru Tateka's fingers, and clasped them.

"Huh?" Fujimaru Tachika tried to pull his hand away, but it didn't move at all.

The summoning array in front of him lit up in order from near to far. Seeing that the spell was running smoothly, Gaitia held Fujimaru Tachika's hand and pressed it down towards the center of the spell.

"Ahhhhhh I haven't said the summoning lines yet, what are you doing!!"

Gaitia was very calm, "Let's fill it up... that's fine, I'll omit all of the following."

Seeing the strong wind on the summoning formation, Fujimaru Tateka exhausted all his strength and shouted: "Respond to me, Minamoto Raimitsu!!"

In fact, before he yelled that sentence, the magic power had already formed the form of the heroic spirit. After hearing the sound source Raikou, the heroic spirit in golden armor stood there blankly with the indestructible spear in his hand. After a while, a flash of clarity flashed in the red and green pupils.

Under the puzzled eyes of Fujimaru Tachika, the hero of charity put aside the gun in his hand, then took off the fluffy cloud-like back collar behind him, and took off his golden armor, and then the magic power woven a purple over a black tights.

As if that wasn't enough, Ying Ling gave himself a middle part, and some braids on the top of his head, barely imitating Minamoto Raimitsu's hairstyle.

In the end, Lancer took a knife from the knife holder next to him and put it in front of him, raised his orchid fingers, and imitated Minamoto's voice and said in a dull voice: "Hello, this lovely magician. Servant, Saber..."

Fujimaru Tachika: "Enough, stop now, Karna!!"