Crossover Anime: From DanMachi to Becoming a Garbage Scavenging Master

Owari Castle, top floor of the castle tower.

The newcomer was a young woman named Princess Denial. She had bright blonde hair, styled into buns on either side of her head, with the rest reaching her waist. She was tall and slender, wearing a form-fitting long dress, and was currently kneeling on the ground.

"Good, lift your heads."

The voice came from the seat of honor, and the woman raised her head as instructed. She said, "It is my greatest honor to have the privilege of being granted an audience with you."

"I am Ienaga Masatsune, the eighth shogun of Owari Castle. Now, let's talk about your so-called important matter."

Instead of straightening up, Ji glanced at the figure behind the curtain and said, "But General, I should have mentioned clearing the area to you before."

"It's alright. They are all retainers who have served our Ming family for generations. They are essentially of one mind with me."

Just because someone is a retainer inherited from another family, does that mean they are of one mind and body? Ji thought to herself, but her expression remained unchanged.

"In that case—" She paused for a moment, turning her gaze back, "Let's start with the fact that Shikizaki Kiki was actually a fortune teller, not a swordsmith."

"His purpose in forging twelve complete variant swords was to change the history of this country."

The general was somewhat confused, seemingly unaware of the weight of these words.

"I don't understand, why would he do something like that?"

Princess Deny explained, "If I had to put it in a way, it's probably for the future of Japan. Has the Shogun ever looked overseas? About a hundred years from now, this country will be attacked by many countries from overseas and then headed for destruction."

"destroy?!"

"That's right, it's a prophecy of our clan."

Halfway through the conversation, Uemon and Saemon's voices suddenly came from between the floors:

"Your Highness."

The general's retainers were somewhat agitated, seemingly surprised by the sudden appearance of Uemon-zaemon.

Ji frowned slightly. "Quiet! You're really late. So, is there something you need?"

"Just now, intruders came to Owari Castle."

"So why are you reporting this to me?" The tone of the denial princess rose slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure. "Can't you see I'm currently discussing something very important with the General?"

"That man, he's here!"

Princess Deny's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Eh~ I see!" she murmured, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Could this also be part of Shikisaki Kiki's plan?"

The general looked impatient. "What nonsense are you spouting? He's just an intruder."

Princess Nobunaga opened her fan to cover her face, revealing a meaningful smile, and said, "No, General—"

"It seems we'll all be here today to witness the final outcome."

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At the same time, the gates of Owari Castle were shattered by Yasuri Shichika's palm strike. His gaze was icy, and a deathly aura emanated from his expression. Foot soldiers rushed forward one after another, but were all easily defeated by his casual palm strike. He advanced all the way as if entering an empty field, and no one could withstand his attack.

From their vantage point, Zheng Tianxing, along with Jiu'er and Yasushi, watched quietly for a while before speaking softly, "It's about time it started. We should also go and prepare a surprise for Qihua."

Nanami's lips curled up slightly, and she said with a rare hint of pleasure, "Lord Tenko is really wicked. He could have just told Nanami the truth later, but he insisted on arranging it this way."

"This is also part of the experiment; I just made a few minor adjustments."

"Hehehe..."

The two men's sinister laughter rang out almost simultaneously, sending chills down one's spine.

Tou'er, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but shiver, feeling a wave of malice wash over her.

Then, Tianxing put away his smile, raised his hand to open a portal of light, and said calmly, "Let's go, it's time to set up the stage."

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"Why did the Kyoto-ryu attack my castle? The Kyoto-ryu...aren't they your subordinates?"

The invaders advanced with unstoppable momentum, and layer upon layer of defenses collapsed one after another. The general's voice now carried a hint of barely concealed panic.

"My only subordinate from beginning to end has been Uemon-zaemon," the denial princess said calmly. "As for the one who could command the Hollow Blade Style... he died long ago on his journey to collect variant blades."

The general was taken aback, and his expression turned even more grim.

"What should we do?"

"However—" Ji changed the subject, her tone suddenly taking on a deeper meaning, "General, this might also be an opportunity."

The general looked up sharply, hoping to hear good news.

"That intruder is none other than Kiki Shikizaki's final work—and the most crucial part in fulfilling our long-cherished wish," she said slowly. "If we can stop him in this castle, the Ienari family will surely stand for a thousand years. Why don't you consider it a ritual?"

"Standing for a thousand years..." The general's breathing quickened slightly. "So, all we need to do is stop him?"

"That's one way to understand it." Princess Nods gently. "However, since it's called a ritual, it's natural that we need to pay attention to some formalities."

The general was somewhat puzzled and waited for the denial princess to continue her explanation.

"Your retainers will each wield one of the twelve fully-formed variant swords and step forward to intercept them."

The general's eyes turned fanatical.

"I see……"

He waved his hand suddenly, his voice rising abruptly.

"Pass down the order! Have everyone prepare, and let the ceremony begin immediately!"

After everyone had left, the hall returned to silence.

The general spoke again: "Do you know anything more about Shikisaki Kiki's prophecies?"

Before the words were finished—

A portal of light opened between the two without warning, and three figures emerged from it.

The young man at the head of the group smiled slightly and continued, "I know that. Speaking of which, Shikisaki Kiki might have also made a prediction..."

He looked at the general, his gaze carrying a hint of mockery.

"Today is your death day."

The general's pupils contracted, and before he could speak, a woman with long, dark green hair beside the man vanished from the spot.

The next instant, his vision shifted slightly. When the general blinked again, he saw that his body was still sitting upright in the same place, while his head was silently floating in the air.

On the other side, Negation Princess had not yet recovered from the shock—the Rong She Princess who should have died was actually standing in front of her alive.

Before she could think it through, she watched helplessly as these people sent the general to his death ahead of schedule.

The leading man looked at her, as if he had made a decision, and said with a half-smile, "She clearly has a Western face, yet she's been set up as a general's retainer? She really likes to defy her superiors."

Ji frowned, completely unable to understand the implied meaning in his words. Suppressing her unease, she asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you, sir?"

The man did not answer.

He simply walked unhurriedly to the spot where the general had just been sitting and snapped his fingers. The next moment, a gust of wind blew by. The bloodstains on the ground were silently wiped away, and even the still-standing corpse gradually faded until it disappeared completely, as if it had never existed in the first place.

In the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal, and the massacre just now seemed like an illusion.

Toga and Nanami silently walked behind the man, standing on either side of him with expressionless faces, like two bodyguards.

The man turned around, his gaze falling on Princess Denial. He paused for a moment, then said, "How laughable—the last descendant of the Shikisaki clan."

Negation Princess's fingertips tightened almost imperceptibly.

"They carried out the ancestral plan, yet denied the meaning of any plan."

"It both propelled history forward and denied the value of history itself."

He smiled softly.

"You deny everything, but you never deny that you are denying this very thing."

He paused slightly.

"Then, can this still be called 'negation'?"