Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

After a short distance, they arrived at the gate of the castle tower.

Security here is much tighter.

"Lord Fengmo! Please wait! Didn't you go out with the young master? Where is the young master?"

The gatekeeper was probably a general, and he spoke to Fengmo much more casually.

Fengmo's eyes flickered, and he said respectfully, "You know the young master's temper. He's in a playful mood and is wandering around the town with a squad of foot soldiers following him. Nothing will happen to him. This is our base camp."

"This is a wealthy merchant from Kyoto who wants to present a beautiful woman to His Majesty. I met him outside the city and brought him here to pay his respects. If His Majesty is pleased, we might even be able to get a reward."

The gatekeeper glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi, then at Anzu, his eyes understanding. He suddenly laughed and patted Fuma on the shoulder.

"Alright, I'll take them in then. You've had a long day, go and rest."

Fengmo wasn't stupid; he instantly knew what the goalkeeper was thinking.

He saw Xing Sheng's beauty and superior looks and thought she would please the king. Perhaps he, as her guide, could gain some merit. Little did he know that this was just a pretext fabricated by Feng Mo, and that he was bringing in a god of death.

Fuma looked at the goalkeeper as if he were an idiot. He nervously exchanged a glance with Uesugi Kiyoshi, and only after seeing him nod slightly did he breathe a sigh of relief and turn away.

He ran incredibly fast, as if a ferocious beast were chasing him.

He knew in his heart that the world of Musashi was about to change.

Placing such a great swordsman in the castle tower is like a tiger entering a pack of wolves; the lord would have no chance of survival.

In ancient times, news traveled incredibly slowly. Uesugi Kiyoshi arrived here immediately after killing people, intending to wipe them out completely. Therefore, news from outside the city had not yet reached them.

The goalkeeper, completely unsuspecting, led Uesugi Kiyoshi into the castle tower and to the outside of a magnificent inner room.

Then, a sharp blade pierced through his chest.

Chapter 256 Spider

"I thought this was the king's residence? Why are you being so casual here?"

"He didn't even use his knife when he came in? He deserves to die here today."

"Or is it that you've become completely infatuated with my adorable Xing?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi is now treating all of this as a game, and is becoming increasingly interested in it.

He's actually quite a suspicious person—people who think a lot are often suspicious.

However, he believed about 80% of what the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts said.

Because this is the best explanation.

Therefore, he was particularly interested in what happened to "himself" back then.

What could possibly be the reason that forced a member of the Genji clan, a true god who could have gained extraordinary power through mere inheritance, to die and be reincarnated in secret, unable to speak openly and having to rely on the awakening of Kenshin to pass on messages to his current self, just like a thief?

The answer may lie in this role-playing game.

Anzu followed closely behind Uesugi Kiyoshi. When she saw the body that had been stabbed and fallen, she was somewhat pale, but she did not react excessively. She was much better than that good-for-nothing young master.

After all, she was a Genji woman. The Genji were the royal bloodline of this country, and there was no shortage of open and covert struggles within the family. Even the infighting among the concubines of a prince was comparable to the Qing Dynasty dramas in China. Anzu had seen many maids' corpses, pale or bluish-white, being sent away since she was a child.

To be honest, if she hadn't been lucky enough to be chosen as the young man's personal maid, she probably would have become a cold corpse one day, buried in some unknown place.

Thinking of this, her gaze towards Uesugi Kiyoshi became even more fervent.

People of that era had the habit of worshipping the strong ingrained in their bones. In fact, this is not only true of that era, but also of modern Japanese people.

He teased Anzu, then casually kicked aside the groaning corpse of the goalkeeper who had slid to the side, and Uesugi Kiyoshi casually pulled open the ornate shoji door.

A slightly cloying, powdery scent wafted out, making Uesugi Kiyoshi's nose feel tight.

That's not what he cares about.

After sniffing the air slightly, Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression became amusing.

"This fragrance is used to mask the smell of blood."

"The smell of blood is so strong. This is an assessment room, not a slaughterhouse, is it?"

"tsk"

"Could it be that this Musashi lord is some kind of perverted person with morbid tastes?"

With these thoughts in mind, Uesugi Kiyoshi stepped into the room without hesitation.

His hand rested lightly on the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at the slightest disturbance.

This is a very ordinary meeting room that existed during the Heian period and was particularly favored by daimyo during the Sengoku period. In layman's terms, it was a place where subordinates held meetings.

This is probably the leader's meeting room.

However, upon entering, a screen directly opposite Uesugi Kiyoshi blocked his view.

The screen was semi-transparent, and one could vaguely see the shape of a large bed behind it, with the phantom images of several bodies entangled on the bed, which made Uesugi Kiyoshi frown.

"Oh ho, blatant debauchery in broad daylight, huh?"

"If I remember correctly, if such behavior were publicized during the Heian period, one's reputation would be ruined. Countless masters would condemn you, your reputation in Kyoto's aristocratic circles would plummet, and your career would be in danger."

"Being able to govern a country—though by land size it might only be equivalent to a prefectural governor, in modern Japan it's a big shot. Surely he wouldn't be so unable to control his lustful desires?"

"And there's this smell of blood."

After thinking for a few seconds, Uesugi Kiyoshi raised his voice.

"Your Majesty, a merchant from Kyoto has presented you with a beautiful woman, and I have brought her over!"

As he spoke, he had already gripped the katana in his hand, ignoring the response from the other side, and gestured for Xing to follow, while walking towards the semi-transparent screen.

The closer you get, the more pungent the smell of blood becomes.

Upon hearing Uesugi Kiyoshi's question, the male voice behind the screen let out a muffled groan, followed by a series of heavy, annoyed breaths as he was interrupted in the middle of something exciting. Uesugi Kiyoshi chuckled inwardly at this.

Without waiting for a reply, he suddenly swung his sword and cleaved the screen in two.

Then, he paused for a moment.

Although it wasn't entirely unexpected, his expression still turned rather unpleasant when he actually saw it.

There was a woman in the bed, naked, with a pale, white body—but she was clearly different from the rumors.

These women were not there to satisfy the king's "lust".

"Appetite" would be a more apt description.

The huge bed sheet, big enough for five or six people to lie in a row, was bright red and wet, with thick, murky blood dripping down it.

The white bodies of the women were outlined with winding lines of blood, like tattoos of an ancient tribe, appearing mysterious and eerie, and the scene was extremely bloody.

These women are not whole.

They were like assembled toys, their limbs twisted off, their torsos standing alone. Their faces, which were somewhat attractive, were filled with terror, and their wounds revealed white bone fragments and congealed blood.

He had clearly been dead for some time.

"So this is ah."

"Because they're not human, their reputation among humans doesn't matter, right?"

"I was still wondering. Ah Tao from the old lady's house in the village, being taken a liking to by the lord, it doesn't seem like such a bad thing. Even if someone like her were to become a concubine, it wouldn't be such a big deal for ordinary people, let alone that she would never come back?"

"Being able to manipulate women to death, that's quite a skill."

"Now I think I understand."

"They are not tools for sexual pleasure, but food."

"No wonder your son is so neurotic, like an idiot. Is he some kind of demon too?"

"It's a pity he didn't say anything, and I just chopped off his head with one sword."

Uesugi Kiyoshi spoke to himself, a murderous intent surging in his eyes, as if brewing a storm.

Even if this is a fictional world, even if it's just a game, he still felt very uncomfortable seeing demons eating humans.

The "ruler" perched on the bed was indeed not human; it was a monster with a human head, a spider's body, and eight sharp, enormous arthropod legs—it was so large that it almost covered the entire bed, and was now diligently gnawing on the scattered pieces of flesh.

“A monster mingles among humans and occupies a high position as the ruler of a country.”

"This gives us a glimpse into the broader context of the Heian period."

"Alright, you piece of trash! Haven't you eaten enough?!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi charged forward, his sword flashing out in fury.

But the feeling of weightlessness emanating from the sword startled him.

Chapter 257 Musashi, Lord of the Genji

There was no satisfying feeling of a knife cutting into flesh, nor the impact of striking a hard object.

The gleaming blade pierced through the body, overturning the large bed, but the human-faced spider remained unharmed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was startled. He took a step back, shielding Anzu behind him, and frowned.

"What variety is it? We can't cut it down."

"Jorogumo? Tsuchigumo?"

"Are these the only two famous spider monsters?"

The thought occurred to him, and he immediately responded.

"Stop guessing, he's the Ghost-Faced Spider."

"A spider monster that lives in the gap between the underworld and reality. It has a human face and a spider body. It feeds on human flesh and blood and also devours souls. It has no other skills, but its ability to save its life is first-rate."

“I was exiled, but my father managed to get me an appointment letter, an appointment letter for the provincial governor of Musashi Province. At that time, I had already been framed by Minamoto no Yorimitsu and deprived of the opportunity to enter officialdom. My father went to great lengths for that thin piece of paper, and I could not let him be disgraced.”

"I must sit in the position of the ruler of Musashi Province, no matter what."

"When I arrived in Musashi Province, I stayed in the downtown area for a few days and felt something was wrong. Why did the woman who was offered to the lord disappear without a trace?"

"Over the years, the women that his subordinates have presented have been enough to fill several imperial harems, yet this man is still not satisfied. This is no more lustful demon than this!"

"So I pretended to be a merchant from Kyoto, saying I wanted to offer a beautiful woman, and sneaked into the castle tower. What I saw was this scene right in front of you."