I am a female swordsman.

[Crow] can tolerate his own personality, but he absolutely cannot tolerate someone who doesn't see others as true comrades!

The silver-gray kagune was rapidly peeled away and dismantled. Hilde tried to resist, but faced with the [Sword Demon's] overwhelming barrage of swords, her cross-shaped sword strikes seemed utterly powerless. In just a few seconds, the dazzling sword light that had been condensing vanished.

Clang!

The single-edged sword was cleanly and swiftly sheathed, the blade, which had been knocked away at some point, spinning and embedding itself in the ground. Hilde, pale as if just awakened from a dream, touched her face.

It was unharmed, but the mask was completely shattered and thrown away.

The woman standing before him possessed a strikingly serene and profound beauty in her crimson eyes behind sunglasses, a beauty that made Hilder want to kneel in submission. He had lost, like an overconfident swordsman who dared to challenge a renowned, unparalleled swordsman, only to be utterly defeated.

"I...I lost..."

Frustrated, Hilde lowered his head, his face ashen. His once vibrant blond hair had dimmed considerably, but the next moment, his emerald eyes lit up with an unyielding stubbornness.

"But only this time, I truly accept my defeat. Next time, I'll make you pay with interest! Woman!" The proud lion knight lowered his head, retracting his fangs and claws, revealing his soft belly. Hilde's arrogance was thoroughly humiliated, but this also instilled in her a strange sense of respect for Huang Quan. Such a powerful woman was in [Raven]; she couldn't afford to miss out.

Chapter 122 Morbid Emotions

The well-rounded Quink, skilled in both offense and defense, was easily defeated by Huang Quan...

While Hilde's own strength certainly played a part, Mado Akira, analyzing the situation objectively, couldn't help but marvel once again at the inhuman, exaggerated combat power of the "Sword Demon." No wonder she was considered the most capable rising star investigator to succeed the "White Reaper"—her strength was truly well-deserved!

The strongest single combatant among the [Raven]!

Perhaps the title "Sword Raven" is more suitable for someone in the third rank of the Underworld.

“Yamon, first class. Compared to Huang Quan, third class, who claims to know a little about swordsmanship, how do you compare?” Mado Akira, who was taking notes, looked up at the big guy next to her.

He's 1.9 meters tall.

And the bulging muscles that even the loose suit couldn't conceal—judging solely from appearance, Amon's tall stature and powerful muscles were far more intimidating than the slender and frail Yomi. Mado Akira still held a great interest in her father's prized student.

"If it were a contest, I could probably defeat Huang Quan."

Recalling the results of the two contests, Amen's heart clenched violently, but he still told the truth without changing his expression.

That's true...

If no weapons are used, the arena is limited, and the rules of fighting are followed, Amon Kotaro is confident that he can use his tough skin and thick skin to pin Yomi to the ground and beat her up. But if weapons are used, without any restrictions, and the goal is to kill the opponent, Amon thinks that maybe three of him combined would have a chance of defeating Yomi.

Huang Quan's sword strike was ridiculously fast!

By the time you heard the sound of her blade slicing through your throat, it was already too late!

"I see."

Akira Mado nodded, as if she believed Amon Ichi's words, and lowered her head to take notes. If Amon had taken a closer look at Akira Mado's notebook, she wouldn't have found the following sentence written on it: "[Crow] Amon Ichi's team combat ability is superior to Yomi III's, but his individual combat ability is far inferior to Yomi III's, which is to be expected..."

Teamwork contribution and individual combat capability are not the same thing.

Akira Mado has been studying the combat data of [Crow]. The amazing destructive power of [Sword Demon]'s instantaneous burst is certainly commendable, but it is obvious that Yomi's ability to fight for a long time is a fatal flaw.

Amon and Mado Kureo can effectively compensate for Yomi's weaknesses.

As the one who bears the most and the greatest pressure, Amon's figure, like his robust physique, inspires a sense of security and reliability. With him standing at the front of the team, there's no need to worry about any enemy being able to break through the defensive line! [Raven] is undoubtedly the model for an elite squad! Each member has an irreplaceable aspect!

Mado Kureo is the brain, Amon is the shield, and Yomi is the sword.

If we want to create a new [Raven] squad...

Mado Akira's gaze fell on Hilde and Igarashi, a thoughtful expression on her face. That meant she would be the team's strategist, Hilde the shield with her special Quinque, and Igarashi, carrying a sword with a blade similar to Yomi's, the main attacker. All three were handpicked by their father, and were perfectly capable of quickly adapting to their designated positions.

Hield's performance has already been observed by Masahiro.

That imposing presence, along with the special Quink enhancement to his physical abilities, made him, despite being only a small child, an ideal frontline combatant.

Akira Mado is incredibly confident in her intelligence, so there's no need to elaborate.

The only question is whether Igarashi can possess a steel-splitting sword that inspires the trust of his comrades, just like the "Sword Demon."

The answer will be revealed soon.

Because Igarashi, having removed the blade, was already standing on the training ground, this twin-tailed bespectacled girl was now staring with almost greedy, burning admiration at the slender figure ten steps away.

'Lord of the Underworld! Lord of the Underworld! Lord of the Underworld, whom I have longed for day and night! You stand before me now! I am trembling uncontrollably! I beg you, gaze upon me, just gaze upon me!'

Tsk!

The sword flashed an inch, its cold light illuminating Igarashi's brown hair with a chilling sheen. It was obvious that Igarashi's entire aura had changed, as if he had instantly transformed from a timid junior into a fanatical believer. This aura was so strong that even the calm and indifferent Yomi couldn't help but blink.

Like moths that burn themselves to fly towards the sun!

"Igarashi..."

I first met her in Ward 7, on that unsettling night. I thought that saying those things would make her back down. But I never expected that when we met again, Igarashi would already be a prospective member of the [Ravens]. Fate is truly a mysterious thing.

"Lord Yomi, please give your orders!" As if hearing a melodious heavenly sound, Igarashi excitedly responded to Yomi's soft murmur.

"..."

What can Huang Quan say now? Should he ask why you worked so hard? Was it to risk everything to get closer to the person you admired? Or should he say that as a mere investigator, you've already done enough?

Every word she uttered would be a desecration of this overwhelming, fervent emotion. Huang Quan didn't know how to respond to this feeling that had even rendered her speechless.

"So you still remember me, that's wonderful."

As if about to cry, Igarashi's eyes welled up with tears. Amidst this emotion, something seemed to strike Igarashi's mind, and his gaze suddenly flashed with boundless, ruthless killing intent!

'Don't forget me! Don't look away, just keep looking at me like this! Lord Yomi! If you don't do this, I, I, I, I... I... I...'

Swipe!

In that instant, the sword drawn from its sheath spun lightly in mid-air, the blade forming a ring that created a series of whistling sounds as it cut through the air. Huang Quan's long silver hair was instantly blown about by the sword wind! It was so familiar; this swordsmanship, the Iaijutsu, from charging up to striking, was practically identical to Huang Quan's!

The next moment, it struck first despite being behind! A silver ring, like a bright full moon, bloomed from Yomi's hand, clear and transparent! It pressed firmly against the weakest point of Igarashi's sudden attack with his single-edged sword! The unsharpened sides of the two single-edged swords were locked together, and Igarashi pressed the blades down on Yomi's arm with frenzied passion!

"Amazing! As expected of Lord Huang Quan!!"

If it were Lord Huang Quan, the next step would be...

Snapped! !

The stalemate lasted less than a moment, then both of them, like mirror images, launched their kicks! A dull thud echoed as they struck. Yomi remained motionless, while Igarashi staggered back several steps, her face contorted in pain. The stinging pain in her calf, far from deterring her, instead brought her an indescribable pleasure!

This is the trial bestowed upon her by Lord Yellow Springs!

Chapter 123 To be Lord Huang Quan's dog is the greatest honor

Swordsmen's battles often unfold in a split second, a mere instant, where victory or defeat, life or death, can be decided in that fleeting moment. The beauty contained within that instant embodies the swordsman's unwavering resolve to give everything, captivating like the fleeting beauty of nature.

Perhaps it's just a step backward.

Perhaps it's a matter of drawing a sword.

Even the slightest turn of the sword's edge!

The two white figures passing each other were dazzling, and the sparks of sword light blooming within the limits of their attacks made it hard to breathe just by watching.

Amen has a particularly absurd sense of déjà vu!

He even thought the two had rehearsed beforehand, their fighting habits and auras were exactly the same. Igarashi Kamui, she was like another Yomi, the powerful and sharp aura in her swordplay was undeniable! If he weren't so familiar with Yomi's behavior, Amon might have even mistaken Igarashi for Yomi during the battle!

Clang!

The swords, like a raging storm, never ceased their attack; the slightest mistake would result in the sharp, chilling light of the blades striking and injuring each other.

However, it is not dangerous to onlookers; in fact, it has a certain graceful rhythm to it.

If this were a duet, then Yomi would naturally be the lead dancer, using her superb swordsmanship to guide Igarashi to recognize the flaws or shortcomings in his own swordsmanship.

Because of his fervent admiration for the legendary swordsman Yomi, Igarashi not only modeled his Quinque after Yomi's single-edged sword, but also studied and honed his swordsmanship through research he gathered himself. Through countless training sessions and battles against ghouls, Igarashi's swordsmanship became astonishingly similar to Yomi's, or rather, nearly identical to Yomi's before her system-based job advancement!

"Exactly the same."

Akira Mado, who was in charge of recording, revealed everyone's thoughts.

Concise, practical, ruthless, and vicious!

A sword with no taboos, a sword that will stop at nothing to achieve victory. Its relentless blade, like a deadly silver ring, coils and lashes towards its target, aiming for eyes, throat, heart, or any other part of the body that can maim or kill. Igarashi's sword truly embodies the will to kill!

Can we win?

Can Igarashi win?

In contrast, Yomi, who should have easily crushed Igarashi and secured victory, hesitated to do so. Perhaps she was slightly tempted by the prospect; until now, her opponents had all been savage monsters, and this feeling of fighting a human, especially a swordsman, was different.

That's absolutely amazing!!

'Was I really this frightening?' Feeling the fierce and ruthless swordsmanship, and the sharp wind stinging her skin, Huang Quan's self-awareness became clearer. What appeared to be an incredibly dangerous intertwined sword curtain was a completely familiar territory for her.

'Do not! '

I have already surpassed my past self!

As if he had thought of something exciting, Huang Quan's scarlet eyes gleamed with an indescribable sharpness!

A sharp, decisive strike! The gleaming blade, as supple and boneless as a bolt of silk, effortlessly caught Igarashi's sword, guiding it off course! The powerful sensation, like being sucked into a vortex, nearly snatched the blade from his hand. Igarashi, desperately gripping his sword, was dragged along, staggering despite his best efforts.

His voice was as powerful as a flowing river!

The mighty sword light transformed from agile fish into a gentle, flowing stream, instantly becoming continuous.

Staggered and falling to the ground, Igarashi stared at her hands in disbelief. It was an expected failure, but it was far from what she had anticipated.

I thought I had caught up with the figure of my idol.

But I didn't expect...

We're still a long way off!

"Have you calmed down?" A calm and elegant voice came from above. Igarashi's previously enthusiastic and self-absorbed expression had returned to her original quiet junior demeanor. She looked up and saw the figure standing backlit, the beautiful figure she had been dreaming of, half-squatting and reaching out her hand to her.

I automatically picture the powerful scene of God reaching out to save Adam.

Igarashi stretched out his hands with utmost devotion.

"Yes! Lord Huang Quan, thank you for your guidance!"

Snapped! !

Both of his hands were slapped away. Igarashi looked at Yomi, whose face was ashen, with some surprise, and then looked down at his own hands.

"Throw away your sword and stretch out your hands? Igarashi, you've disappointed me."