Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

Unfortunately, this sword, which had survived the bloody battle at Ikedaya and remained intact, turned into a pile of waste in Heber's hands in less than a minute.

Following Kurama Eight-Ryu, Heber also mastered the basic swordsmanship of the Tennen Rishin-ryu, and the "Secret Sword: Tennen Fudo" was also within reach.

But this short distance is the difference between heaven and earth.

Hebe did not sleep all night.

"I practiced illusion in Albion and learned secret techniques in Egypt. I mastered them instantly." Heber frowned. "Why is it that I can't even see the threshold to learn a secret sword in the East Country?"

Am I really not suitable for learning sword?

Heber rubbed his brow as he walked out the door, only to find Okita Souji standing there. The young swordsman wasn't wearing a haori today, but a cherry-colored casual uniform. She looked less like the infamous slayer and more like an ordinary girl next door.

"Ms. Okita." Heber nodded. "I want to ask, what was your mentality when you learned the secret sword?"

The secret sword is the result of the integration of essence, energy and spirit. Heber feels that his spirit is perfect and his energy is sufficient, and his physical fitness can beat dozens of Okita Souji, so the problem can only be in his mentality.

"Eh?" Okita Souji probably didn't expect Heber to ask her here, "Mindset? I didn't have any special mindset at that time."

Herbertton felt a pain in his teeth.

This is the most annoying answer - for geniuses, the so-called threshold does not exist at all.

"Didn't you have any special signs before you mastered the secret sword? After using the secret sword, you should have had some inner insights, right?" Heber still refused to give up. "Tell me about it."

Souji Okita then took Heber into the yard.

"Although I don't think this is the key to mastering the secret sword, but since you want to hear it, I'll give you a brief explanation."

A faint trace of nostalgia crossed the young swordswoman's face as her fingertips caressed the teacup. "Back then, I was practicing Suzhen and Tusa in the dojo, and I entered a state of 'no thoughts, no thoughts.' It was already dark, but I didn't feel bothered at all. Instead, I felt even brighter."

"Enshrouded in this light, I pierced the training dummy's head with my bamboo-wrapped sword. When I regained consciousness, I felt as light as the wind. Even on the way home, I felt light and agile."

This is obviously not the first time Ms. Okita has shared her experience with others.

As early as when she was still in the Tianran Rishin-ryu Dojo, she had been pestered by her fellow disciples to share their experiences. Unfortunately, none of them were able to comprehend the secret sword in the end.

"Does it have to be free of thoughts and ideas?"

In response to Heber's question, Okita Souji shook his head: "No, this is the general's request."

Half of the Eastern Kendo schools came from the Shogun's True Lineage, and half came from the Tengu's Betden.

Perhaps the requirements of the latter will be different from those of the former.

Having said that, Souji Okita took the opportunity of drinking tea to secretly look at Heber.

It's really strange. She looks like a petite girl, but she doesn't look like a human at all.

As soon as this thought came to mind, it was like a thunderbolt that hit Souji Okita's heart so hard that it stopped.

Heber was completely unaware of his own image, which continued to be demonized in Okita Souji's mind, hurtling towards the direction of the legendary Demon King.

She now had some ideas.

"Ms. Okita." Heber stood up, "Take out your sword. I have some ideas that need to be verified."

What made Okita Souji feel a little strange was that when Heber said these words, his eyes were always tilted and looking in a certain direction, as if he had not woken up yet.

But since Heber said so, Souji Okita naturally had no reason to refuse.

After all, she is also a swordsman who is passionate about kendo.

The young swordsman walked into her room and came out with two wooden swords in her hands.

She threw one to Hebe and used the other to show her composure.

"Hello, Aria Tamamo, this is Okita Souji."

"Hello, Souji Okita, this is Tamamonomae." Heber's voice seemed vague and uncertain.

As soon as she finished speaking, the figure of the young swordsman blurred, and she took mysterious steps to shrink the earth, and instantly closed the distance!

Even if it's just a wooden sword, in the hands of a swordsman like Okita Souji, it can kill people effortlessly.

Although Okita Souji knew that she probably couldn't hurt Heber at all, it didn't stop her from using all her strength.

"At least... I have to win a few moves in swordsmanship, right?" Okita Souji thought silently in his mind.

In her eyes, Heber was the typical example of someone who had no swordsmanship and was strong enough to throw bricks.

But the next moment, a curtain of sword light suddenly appeared in front of Okita Souji.

Hebe still had her eyes half-open and half-closed, but her body leaped high like a crane, and passed through the air at an incredible angle. The wooden sword in her hand broke through the obstruction of the air, and a faint white light rose from the tip of the sword.

The two wooden swords passed each other by a hair's breadth, but Heber's sword strangely arrived first and landed on Okita Souji's arm.

Snapped.

Souji Okita gasped, took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Her right hand swelled up instantly, and waves of piercing pain spread from her arm to her brain.

But she didn't care about the pain now, but looked at the broken wooden sword in Heber's hand in shock.

Okita Souji could see clearly that the light belonging to the "secret sword" rose on the wooden sword just now!

Hebe used the secret sword!

ps: There is one more, wait a moment

East Country Volume: 91 Heroic Swordsman, Come Out!

"I understand, I completely understand!"

A lively look gradually appeared in Hebe's eyes, and the feeling of being as light as a crane, chasing the wind and catching thunder disappeared without a trace.

She looked at her hands with joy.

Just now, she used her secret sword, Tengu Sho, and successfully crossed the unreachable door.

Heber's solution was actually very simple.

——Illusion.

Heber imagined a "ghost eye" and then used illusion to shape it.

Based on her complete mastery of Kurama Hachiryu's swordsmanship, this "swordsman personality" created by the illusion can slash out the secret sword called "Tengu Sho" without any hindrance.

Heber squatted down with a smile, grabbed the arm of Okita Souji, who was also very excited, and applied medicine for her.

Soon the swelling on the young swordsman's arm subsided. Okita Souji, not caring about his own condition, hurriedly grabbed Heber and asked, "How did you release the secret sword just now?"

It was clear that only a few minutes had passed when the two of them started to talk about the opposite topic.

Heber smiled slightly and pointed to his head: "Depend on your imagination."

She briefly described how she relied on imagining a second personality and then wielding the Tengu Sho, and Okita Souji's face turned as bitter as a melon after hearing it.

"Imagination is beyond ordinary people..."

Okita Souren}'dream], Shou!#fasi cold sweat ran down his forehead.

She originally thought that her experience was already bizarre enough, but she didn't expect Heber to be even more bizarre.

Hebe smiled meaningfully.

Since you have chosen to use illusion to create a personality and cast a secret sword, why can't you go a step further and directly use illusion to create a swordsman?

What limits illusions is never the magnitude, but the imagination, and Heber knows that he can do it.

In other words, this is Hebe's "secret sword".

His name is "Heroic Swordsman".

Her current limit is to maintain the existence of three "sword masters" at the same time, one of whom is Daitengu Kiichi Hōgan, and the other "sword master" is none other than Okita Souji in front of her.

In a good mood, Heber decided to change the subject: "What are you going to do today, Ms. Okita?"

In her previous life, Okita Souji suffered from tuberculosis and was forced to leave the team when he was in his twenties. In the end, he died helplessly in pain.

And in the Eastern Lostbelt, Souji Okita is younger.

"Huh?" Souji Okita then remembered his original purpose.

"I'm going to the forge to buy a sword." She made a bitter face and looked at Heber cautiously. "California Kiyomitsu's sword is broken. Before returning to the Shinsengumi, I have to buy a suitable sword first."

Heber was cheered up when he heard this.

In her eyes, since Souji Okita went to buy a sword, it meant that she had some information at least - information about good swords.

Heber did not forget that he still had a main task of "finding the sword".

Souji Okita hesitated to speak.

She felt that according to Heber's sword-wielding style, buying just one sword might not be enough. She would need at least ten or eight swords to barely keep up with the speed at which swords were being scrapped.

......

Two rare guests came to the blacksmith shop in Kyoto City today.

Heber walked in and looked at the various swords displayed on the knife rack, shaking his head secretly.

These did not meet her standards.

Okita Souji went to ask the price: "How much is this sword?"

"Oh, this is a famous sword made by the great swordsmith An Gang. It would normally cost at least eight hundred taels," the shopkeeper replied. "But today we're trying to make a good relationship, so you can take two hundred taels."

Without saying a word, Okita Souji drew his sword and made a few gestures, which made the boss's eyelids twitch.

"Two hundred taels? Two taels at most!" Okita Souji shook his head. "Your steel mouthpiece is too poor. Even if it's a replica, at least it should be made properly, right?"

Souji Okita is not a young lady who knows nothing about swords. The only criterion she uses to evaluate a sword is whether it can effectively kill the target in actual combat.

In the bloody battle at Ikedaya, California Kiyomitsu was almost completely broken.

Although it was properly repaired afterwards, it was from that time that Okita Souji began to think about buying a better sword.

"This sword doesn't suit you." Heber's voice suddenly rang out from the side. "Ms. Okita, your swordsmanship is more suitable for swords with smaller curvatures but longer blades."

Okita Souji nodded and thanked the boss, and asked him to take out another sword. While waiting, she suddenly realized that something was wrong: How come Heber knew her sword-using habits better than she did?

Fortunately, as soon as this thought came to his mind, Okita Souji was attracted by the sword held out by his boss.

"The famous sword Ichimonji was forged by the swordsmith Norimune from Bizen Province. The blade is two feet, three inches and a half inches long."

Putting aside those overly flashy decorations, as soon as he got the sword, Okita Souji realized that this sword was indeed very suitable for him.

Heber is right.

This sword was polished to be extremely smooth and thin, increasing the speed of thrust at the expense of strength.

After all, monsters like Hebe have been rare in the past thousand years.

But the problem is that the price of this sword is not attractive, and it is even far beyond Okita Souji's psychological expectations.

"Why not buy it?"

Heber walked around and came back, looking at the female swordsman with a conflicted look on her face.

At a glance, Heber knew that this was a sword that was very suitable for Okita Souji to use, and it could even be said to be a special weapon.

Okita Souji sighed.

A penny can make a hero fall, a good cook cannot cook without rice, and if you have no money, you have no money.

The Shinsengumi's strict internal rules severely restrict the team members' private fundraising and money-making channels.

Once discovered, the only fate that awaits them is to commit seppuku to apologize.

The salary given by Tokugawa Bugyo was not small. Even in the current context of soaring prices, it was still enough to buy enough rice to eat.

But swords were different. They were considered luxury items for the nobility and samurai. In other words, it was the so-called "master craftsmen" who greatly increased the added value of the swords themselves.

But can these added values be used to make a living for Okita Souji? No.

For an organization like the Shinsengumi, the sword is the foundation of their survival.

Kondo Isami didn't care because he was the chief of the Shinsengumi and there was no way he could be without a sword.

Now that I have lost my sword, I can just use a similar sword instead.

Okita Souji couldn't do that, as she was a female swordsman. She wasn't good at the style's slashing, slashing, and other sword techniques.

The only thing that allows her to play to her strengths is the thrust, only the thrust.