The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

The little baby seemed to have matured to eighteen years old in an instant, and sighed like an adult.

"Hey..."

"Tazmi sighed? Huh? Am I dazzled..."

The village chief looked at Sayu and Iyeas who were sleeping peacefully, then looked at Tazmi and rubbed his eyes.

"Haha, I'm getting older, so I have to accept it..."

The old man who laughed dryly walked to the window, looked at the scene outside the window, and waited for the return of the young people in the village.

As everyone knows, this level is the separation between yin and yang.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

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Zheng! ! ! boom! ! !

"Eh!!!"

laugh! ! !

With the sharp blade inserted into his body, the young man frowned as he looked at the bandit who fell in front of him.

"There have been a lot of bandits recently..."

With that said, the young man took out a piece of dry and hard bread from his pocket and started to nibble on it.

"Tazmi!! Have you solved it over there?"

Iyeas greeted the boy while carrying a long sword that did not fit his body at all. The beautiful girl with long straight black hair on the side also waved with a smile while holding a bow and arrow.

"Solved...this is the last one..."

Sitting on the stone, the boy ate the food without caring about the blood on the ground.

In recent years, the villages on the border have of course been invaded by a small number of foreign ethnic groups and bandits.

The group of bandits who were hacked to death by him and his two companions in front of him was already the third group this year.

"Then let's go back and report to Instructor Yuzi! Tazmi! Let him know that I, Master Yiyeas, am also someone who can fight independently and kill bandits!"

The boy in the turban closed his eyes, raised his neck and spoke proudly.

"Then shall we go back now? Tazmi..."

Sayu beside her also nodded and asked Tazmi who was sitting on the stone.

"You guys sit down and take a rest first...I'm thinking about something..."

After listening to the two people's inquiries, the young man began to think.

When the three of them were one year old, the parents of the three babies were involved in an alien war and died.

Although the imperial soldiers suppressed it in time, it added a lot of pressure to the villages that were missing young people.

Yuz Kasa, a retired soldier of the empire, came to the village of the benefactor who had helped him but died as a result of the alien suppression war with guilt.

After detailed communication with the village chief, like the young man who had helped the soldier, the village chief readily accepted his apology.

In this way, Youzi lived here. As the guardian and instructor of the three children, he was responsible for their daily life and training.

Now, the three of them are nine years old. After the instructor's dangerous meat tubes are enough and the training intensity is high, they have been able to defeat the bandits who turned from ordinary villagers into exile with weapons.

Regardless of the fact that they only killed bandits, as nine-year-olds, they were able to defeat adults with weapons, which was already an incredible achievement.

Although these bandits are also sallow and thin.

When he was four or five years old, the environment throughout the empire suddenly changed.

Not the literal environment, but the vibe of the environment.

While a chilling chill settled in the center of the Imperial Capital, Yuzi, who had returned from meeting his comrades in the Imperial Capital that year, also remained silent to the curious inquiries of the three teenagers.

The country that he was once proud of has deeply broken the heart of this retired soldier.

After that, the boy himself could clearly feel the great changes in the entire empire's environment.

From the increase in taxes, the gradual emergence of bandits, and the news of the outbreak of war with the reduction of traveling merchants, all kinds of things have brought great pressure to the young man.

He also knew that he had traveled through the world of the famous two-dimensional work, "The Red Eye".

After all, the names of the two friends, Sayu and Iyeas, are so obvious that they cannot be obvious anymore.

Tazmi had an idea for her next plan.

That is to seize the opportunity to practice while mastering as many skills as possible. Whether it is about eating or surviving, do everything you can and put in 10% effort to learn and master!

Although my family members in this life had no emotions, they were already dead.

But the kindness of the three of them in the village must not be ignored.

And they are so kind and simple.

Thinking of this, the young man looked determined and said to the smiling two people.

"Let's go back! Yiyeas, Sayu!"

"Go back and become as strong as possible!"

Chapter 3 Request to Leave the Village

There are no more detailed pictures of the style of the long sword. Brothers can just take a look.

In this way, the three teenagers returned to the village where they were raised, reported to the instructor who was part-time guardian that the mission had been completed, said hello, and began today's practice.

"Be steady when swinging your sword! Don't take your eyes away from your vital points, but don't relax your observation of other parts either! When fighting, you must observe the surrounding situation! Whether they are dangerous species or alien races, they are all weird existences!"

The middle-aged man wearing a turban watched the training of the three people and explained loudly.

"Yeyas! You swing the sword too hard! Learn more from Tazmi!"

"Yes!"

Yiyeas, who was sweating profusely, had already taken off his shirt and was waving his sword shirtless.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The one who made the knocking sound in the house was our protagonist, Tazmi.

A crisp knocking sound resounded between the hammer and the iron, while sparks were spattered outward.

I have already finished studying the imperial swordsmanship outside, and what I am currently doing is the forging of weapons.

With the help of the little knowledge he remembered from his previous life, and the forging technology of the empire, which was already very good a thousand years ago and is still not bad even after a thousand years, the boy forged his own weapons.

The instructor is a mysterious person, there is no doubt about it.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

As the hammering was completed, the boy soaked the hot sword blade into the specially prepared dangerous blood.

Bah~~! !

As the strong smell of smoke rose, the sword forged by the boy began to take shape.

The style is that of a commonly used imperial long sword, but during the forging process a small amount of rare iron ore that is only found on the border was added.

And the current forging method of soaking weapons with dangerous blood is a method taught by Yuz Kasa.

As for the little knowledge I know, it adds a hint of unknown possibility to this yet-to-be-formed sword.

While the boy was waiting for the sword embryo to cool down, Youzi opened the curtain and walked in.

"Still forging that 'special' blade of yours? Tazmi!"

Looking at the silver luster reflected from the sword embryo in the pool, Youzi raised the corners of his mouth.

"Um..."

Looking at Yuzi, Tazmi nodded.

"You have always been the calmest person in the trio. I think your parents will be very happy to see you persist..."

After saying this, Youzi picked up the coat on the chair and put it on his shoulders to go out.

"I'm going to check out the traps and cordons... remember not to let them be lazy..."

"I understand, instructor Yuzi!"

The young man nodded and watched the instructor leave.

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Imperial calendar - 1023, autumn.

As the days pass, the situation facing the village becomes more and more dangerous.

When the three of them were thirteen, there were cases in the village of people starving to death due to poor taxation and harvest.

For this reason, people in the village gathered together at the village chief's home to discuss the next thing.

"Haka, who lived in the corner of the village, starved to death... The old man left all the food in the house to the young children..."

Young men wear hats. In this autumn environment, it is inevitable to add clothing.

"Pitiful..."

Seeing the girl crying on the table, his wife, a young man, also sat next to the girl and comforted her.

"What should I do if this continues...Village Chief..."

Listening to the villagers' inquiries, the village chief was also one of the elders.

"Hey... It's all because of the poor harvest this year... Is there something that has angered the gods..."

Squeak~~click!

As the wooden door was pushed open, Yuz Kasa walked in wearing a turban.

"Mr. Haka's body has been buried. The village chief..."

"As for food, every household has confirmed it one by one. Relying on the remaining food in the village and hunting dangerous species, we can barely survive this winter..."

After taking a drag on his cigarette, he put out the butt and looked at the village chief with solemn eyes.

Since coming to this village, I have treated this village as my hometown and contributed my own little efforts.

The villagers are very kind, and of course they are very sad when they see someone die.

That old guy really likes to drink with him and study traps together.

I didn't expect to die so carelessly.

While he is responsible for the training of young people, he also needs to hunt and prevent raids from bandits or foreign nationalities. It is also his job to check traps and alerts.

Even though I have the help of three outstanding children, I am still a bit weak.

"Hey..."

Youzi sighed and pulled out the seat and sat down.

"As winter approaches, businessmen will no longer come to the cities closest to the villages...and there are very few dangerous species that appear in winter. I hope every household will be prepared!"

With the increase in tariffs, not only are they not coming to the nearest city, they are not coming at all.

For those businessmen, can the taxes they have to pay along the way be recouped by these country people? This is just a joke!

"Is this so..."

The village chief murmured.

After hearing Youzi's summary, the people present were somewhat silent.

"How about taking advantage of the arrival of winter, the three of us can set off for the imperial capital..."

Looking at the silent people, Tazmi knew that it was not okay to continue like this.

Although I have spare money now, I can't buy food at all.

As winter approaches, it is even more difficult for Mazila Village, which is nestled in a ravine.