Type-Moon: I'm Suppressed From Getting FGO To Work

The next day, without saying goodbye to anyone, Fujimaru Tetsu quietly left the dojo.

Fujimaru Tetsu walked out of Edo and left the dojo where he had lived for seven years, putting on a black samurai suit, carrying the katana given by his master last night, and bringing a bucket hat.

His goal in this trip is to find a reason to wield a sword, brush his reputation by the way, and the task assigned by the boss cannot be forgotten.

......

Yingzhou in the last years of the shogunate was undoubtedly a troubled time.

Except for important areas such as Edo, other areas are full of strife.

Fujimaru Tetsu has always known that this is a troubled world, and the history books of his past life are clearly written. But these histories recorded with pen and paper are not as tragic and real as what they see with their own eyes.

There was a desolation everywhere along the way, only the corpses that appeared from time to time in the wilderness told him the cruelty of this era.

Walk to a remote village.

The village had just been plundered by bandits, some villagers had their money robbed and their faces were numb, and some villagers wept bitterly while holding their already cold corpses.

In troubled times, these are the norm.

An old man saw Fujimaru Tetsu wearing a samurai suit, knelt at Fujimaru Tetsu with a rolling belt, and entrusted Fujimaru Tetsu to help him rescue his daughter who was stolen by bandits.

But he is just an old farmer who grows crops, and how can he have the money to entrust others, but his daughter is his only relative, and if his daughter can come back even if it is his life, he will not hesitate.

Resentful of the injustice of the world, he clings to Fujimaru Tetsu's trouser leg, the village is remote and sparsely populated, and the samurai who appear in front of him is his only hope to save his daughter.

Fujimaru Tetsu didn't have a taste in his heart and pulled up the old man.

"Where are the bandits?"

Seeing that Fujimaru Tetsu accepted the commission, the old man hurriedly said, "Lord Samurai, if you go all the way east, you can see that group of bandits, they kill without blinking, Lord Samurai should be careful."

Fujimaru Tetsu headed all the way east, and finally arrived at the top of the mountain where the bandits had gathered before dark.

In the bandits' den, in order to celebrate the harvest during the day, the bandits set up a celebration banquet, except for two bandits guarding the mountain gate, the rest were eating and drinking.

"Damn, tonight it's just our turn to guard the goal." A small gatekeeper watched enviously as they ate and drank inside.

"Don't look, the boss said that today we will guard the door, and the women who have been captured will be rewarded to us when the boss has finished enjoying it." That little lady is white, with fine skin and tender flesh..." The

two little minions looked at each other and smiled lewdly, as if the body of the white flower was in front of them.

In the next second, a figure flashed in front of their eyes with a white light, and the two minions died under Fujimaru Tetsu's knife before they could make a sound.

"It's a pity you don't have tomorrow." Fujimaru Tetsu looked at the blood-stained knife, killing for the first time, he was neither excited nor physically unwell, everything seemed very natural.

Knowing his strength, Fujimaru Tetsuya kicked open the mountain gate.

"Boom!"

The bandit heard the noise, looked outside, and saw Tetsuya Fujimaru, who was carrying a katana, and two corpses at his feet, and his brain paralyzed by alcohol instantly sobered up.

The bandit leader stood in front, seeing that Fujimaru Tetsu's face was green and there was only one person, he pulled out his knife and smiled viciously: "Boy, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, hell has no door to break in, brother give it to me, it will be today's entertainment project." The

bandits behind him drew their long knives and slashed at Fujimaru Tetsu with a smile.

Fujimaru Zhe's qi sank into the dantian, and the qi in his body ran wildly, wrapping the qi around the knife.

The ghostly figure quickly passed among the bandits, and one by one the heads rose into the sky.

In just an instant, more than a dozen bandits died under Fujimaru Tetsuto's knife, so fast that some bandits fell to the ground before they saw Fujimaru Tetsuto.

The bandits were killed to the point of fear, and some directly threw knives and fled.

They are just a group of ordinary people, usually able to show their might in front of the villagers, and when they encounter an existence like Fujimaru Tetsu who kills dozens of people in an instant, how can they still have the heart to resist.

Yesterday's cause, today's effect.

Fujimaru Tetsu did not spare anyone, these bandits are all damned people, and they are just doing harm to the people.

The bandit mountain, which was still lively before, is now silent.

"It's your turn next." Fujimaru Tetsu stood in the middle of the corpse, his samurai suit also stained with blood, and looked at the bandit leader with an indifferent expression.

Fujimaru Tetsu in a pool of blood was like an Asura who crawled out of hell, and the bandit leader was frightened, dropped his large knife and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Lord Samurai, don't kill me, I'll give you all the women and money, let me live!"

Fujimaru Tetsu was unmoved, and slashed with a knife.

The bandit leader watched the blood-dripping katana getting closer and closer, his pupils dilated, and he cried out in horror, "You can't kill me, I'm from the Yamada family, you can't..." The

bandit leader covered his neck and looked at Fujimaru Tetsu unwillingly.

Fujimaru Tetsu ignored it, found the girls who had been arrested, and rested in the cottage for the night.

The next day

, Fujimaru Tetsu sent the girls back to the village, refused the hospitality, and left the village.

The money stolen by the bandits was returned to the villagers, which was a good opportunity to brush up on prestige.

At the same time, Fujimaru Tetsuya got a message from the mouth of a woman who had been arrested for two years.

The bandit leader was from the town closest to these villages, and the Yamada family was the largest samurai family in that town.

Their officials and bandits colluded in this land to commit evil.

Fujimaru's next goal is to wipe out all the bandits in the surrounding area.

......

Ten days later, in the inn.

The storyteller shook his fan: "Today, I will tell you about the night talk of the Momoyama people..." Before the storyteller

could start speaking, a half-old child called, "I'm tired of hearing this story, let's change it." The

surrounding guests followed suit.

The storyteller looked at the child, blew his beard and glared, "Well, I'll tell you about the blood-clothed swordsman today."

"Ten days ago, we had a swordsman here, wearing a black samurai suit, wearing a cloak, and holding a katana in his hand."

"Then why call him a blood-clothed swordsman?" The child asked loudly.

The storyteller touched his beard, "Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

"That swordsman has strong martial arts and a righteous heart, and whenever he goes to a place, when he hears that there are bandits making trouble, he will go and wipe out all the bandits, and after eliminating the bandits, he will return all the money he plundered to the villagers, and take nothing."

"The villagers don't know the name of this swordsman, but every time the swordsman comes back from killing the bandits, his clothes are stained with blood, so they call him the blood-clothed swordsman."

Tetsuto Fujimaru listened with relish on the side.

This blood-clothed swordsman was naturally him, and after leaving that village, Fujimaru Tetsu hurried to kill the bandits until he came to this city.

After drinking tea and listening to the story, Fujimaru Tetsu left the inn.