Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Her hair was like a burning flame, and the haori behind her fluttered gently.

He looked like a flame illuminating the night.

"Luo Zhen told me before that at this time, we should say..."

With his palm gently resting on the Nichirin Blade at his waist, Rengoku Kyojuro's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

When I was chatting with Rozen and Joseph before, Joseph said that he should say something harsh when he saw a familiar enemy again.

However, Kyojuro Rengoku said he wasn't very good at this, so he consulted Ryouma.

(Joseph: Shouldn't you be consulting me???)

"Given your situation, I think there's a saying that might be quite appropriate?"

After thinking for two seconds, Luo Zhen gave his answer.

Slowly drawing his Nichirin Blade, Rengoku Kyojuro recalled the scene from that time.

Luo Zhen's face and Rengoku Kyojuro's face overlapped for a moment.

"I've returned from hell."

The blade was drawn, and scorching battle aura erupted at that moment.

Holding a crimson blade, Rengoku Kyojuro smiled and spoke loudly.

The Nichirin Blade in his hand was pointed directly at Akaza, who was not far in front of him.

"It's really interesting."

After a brief moment of shock, Akaza revealed a wanton and arrogant smile.

Although I don't know what's going on with this guy.

But what needs to be done now is quite obvious.

"The spell unfolds."

With one step, a twelve-pointed array of ice crystal snowflakes appeared at Akaza's feet.

"Breath of Flame".

Wisps of flame rose from the blade as Rengoku Kyojuro raised his Nichirin Blade.

"Destruction Kill - Compass Needle".

"Type One".

"Destruction Kill - Chaos Style".

"Shiranui!"

The battle began at that moment.

【small theater】

Joseph: Why did you say that our place was hell?

[Luo Zhen: ...Does that sound natural?]

Chapter 719, Section 740: Akaza Confirms Death and Attack

In the forest, the battle between demon hunters and demons is underway.

Both are the strongest individuals on their respective sides.

One is the Flame Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, and the other is Upper Moon Three.

The two had fought once before.

The battle resulted in Rengoku Kyojuro paying the ultimate price to severely injure him, after which he was able to escape.

However, this time, the situation is not the same as before.

"Clang!"

The scorching blade collided with the hard fist, and the flesh that should have been sliced ​​open instead made a crisp sound upon impact with the blade.

Sparks flew from where their fists met, then vanished quickly into the darkness.

"This guy is much stronger than before."

Akaza's pupils contracted rapidly as he stared in disbelief at Kyojuro Rengoku before him.

This is completely different from the previous battles.

Akaza could clearly feel that he had fallen into a complete disadvantage.

Whether it's speed or power.

The roles seem to have been completely reversed compared to before.

Akaza was even a little confused about who the real demon was.

If Kyojuro Rengoku hadn't been uninjured and hadn't shown his demonic regenerative abilities, Akaza would have seriously suspected that Kyojuro Rengoku had also become a demon.

He brandished his Nichirin Blade, the blade wreathed in raging flames, and mercilessly slashed towards Akaza's neck.

"call..............."

As Rengoku Kyojuro continued to wield his Nichirin Blade, he felt as if the world before his eyes was gradually slowing down.

I could clearly see the movements of the evil spirit in front of me.

The rhythm of muscles, the movement of the eyes.

Everything is so clear.

Is it an illusion?

No, it's not.

At this moment, I can clearly see through all the evil spirit's movements.

Despite a multitude of thoughts swirling in his mind, Rengoku Kyojuro's movements remained completely fluid.

His expression was also calm.

It was as if no distracting thoughts could affect his battle.

"hateful."

Akaza gritted his teeth as he watched the Nichirin Blade hurtling toward his neck.

He reached out his hand, ready to take the blow head-on.

Was Rengoku Kyojuro's constant attacks to restrict his movements all for this one strike?

Both had gained a deep understanding of their enemy's fighting style from their previous battles.

However, compared to Akaza, whose strength has almost stagnated, Kyojuro Rengoku's strength can be said to have improved qualitatively.

It can be said that Kyojuro Rengoku is very familiar with Akaza's fighting style and tactics.

But Akaza is facing a completely unfamiliar enemy.

Even though it has killed many Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen who use Flame Breathing over the years, it is clear that these people's use of Flame Breathing cannot be compared with that of Kyojuro Rengoku.

Raising his arm to block the Nichirin Blade, Akaza had already planned his next counterattack.

Their gazes involuntarily fell upon the opening revealed by Rengoku Kyojuro's 'eagerness to attack,' leaving his entire chest wide open.

With just one punch, he could pierce his chest, just like last time.

In the end, he's just a human being.

Injuries don't heal immediately; the body has countless weaknesses.

Eyes, throat, heart, etc.

These are merely superficial wounds to ghosts, but they are truly fatal injuries to humans.

With just one punch, I can take down this guy who made me look bad.

A grotesque smile spread across Akaza's face, and he seemed to see Kyojuro Rengoku's death.

Akaza was completely unaware that tiny, flickering electrical currents had appeared on the blade of his Nichirin Blade.

Silver ripples covered it.

"laugh--"

Like a hot knife through butter, Akaza's arm was sliced ​​open by Rengoku Kyojuro with almost no resistance.

'What..............'

A stinging sensation came from my arm.

Akaza then realized that his arm had been severed.

Moreover, the Nichirin Blade was constantly moving closer to his neck.

In less than a second, my head will be cut open.

Move! Get moving!

Akaza kept pushing his body to try and dodge the attack.

But at this distance, what it can do is really limited.

The next moment, a head flew into the air.

With an incredulous look still on his face, Akaza seemed unwilling to believe that his head had been severed.

The headless body staggered forward two more steps, its fist seemingly about to rise again to continue fighting.

But Kyojuro Rengoku wasn't going to give it that chance.

"The mountains are blowing with colored ripples running fast!"

The shimmering light from the ripples almost illuminated the forest as if it were daytime.

With a thud, the headless, charred corpse fell down, landing right next to Akaza's head.

He watched helplessly as his body turned to ashes bit by bit.

Akaza seemed to realize at this moment that it had lost.

He lost to a human he had once killed.

Moreover, they lost decisively.

There were no conspiracies or schemes, nor any unfavorable factors.

It was simply a complete and utter defeat.

'I really am weak.'

For some reason, this idea suddenly popped into Akaza's head.

Wisps of black mist rose from Akaza's head.

But the next moment, the Nichirin Blade, entwined with ripples, slashed down fiercely.

He only sheathed his sword after confirming that the evil spirit in front of him was completely dead.

To Kyojuro Rengoku, a demon is a demon.

No matter the reasons or stories, they cannot conceal the fact that it is a man-eating monster.

Many innocent people have died at its hands.

He will not forgive this evil spirit on behalf of anyone.

Even compared to other evil spirits, this guy actually has some principles.

This reminds Kyojuro Rengoku of a little story that Rozen once told him.

If a good person who has done good deeds all their life makes a mistake one day, some people will accuse him of being a bad person, saying it's disgusting, and that his past good deeds were hypocritical.

But if a bad person does a good deed, some people will say that this person doesn't seem so bad, at least he still has principles, at least he still has some kindness in his heart.

Isn't this interesting?

When telling this story, Luo Zhen's expression was very calm, and Rengoku Kyojuro had no idea what he was thinking.