I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

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However, it took them more than 30 people to completely suppress it.

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It is impossible to determine when, by whom, and how the so-called Tianwen Imperial Sword Test was passed down. However, the only thing that is clear is that this is not a true historical fact.

According to the records in "Tokugawa Jiki", it was at the end of winter in the 16th year of Tenbun, which was the day of the martial arts competition according to the legend in the world.

The legend that Shogun Ashikaga Yoshiteru held such a competition is obviously not true.

Because it is accurately recorded in historical materials that there was a Shura ghost among the contestants.

Even though he was hit by a fatal blow from Uesugi Kenshin, he was still able to drag the corpse and stagger forward. More than 30 warriors had to use all their strength to suppress him.

The true nature of this astronomical competition before the emperor is shrouded in secrecy and is strictly forbidden from being circulated in the world. It remains a banned book to this day.

Therefore, no official record of this competition has been passed down. Only fragments secretly written down by the people present on the day were circulated. Finally, they were spread as stories to entertain the public under the name of "Astronomical Competition". The content of the stories was far from the bloody historical facts.

But what is incredible is that later historians actually found such a detailed record in Miyamoto Musashi's "The Book of Five Rings" -

Its name is "Shura Xing".

According to legend, during the Tianwen era, bandits were rampant and every household was afraid of the invasion. A white-robed monk named Zhuzhuwan Tsuneci traveled the world, carrying a Buddhist sword and doing justice.

He killed the evil monk Wanfo, kidnapped the oiran Shimabara, and participated in the imperial martial arts competition. His life was full of ups and downs and was so magnificent!

But soon, historians concluded that this record was not history, but a complete unofficial history.

Because in "The Book of Five Rings", Miyamoto Musashi actually called this white-robed Shura his lover with whom he was in love. What a ridiculous fantasy!

The two people are clearly not from the same era. This is probably the world's first time-travel novel, right?

However, according to archaeological discoveries made by historians, the shadow of this white-robed Shura can actually be seen in the biography of Nagao Kagetora.

According to legend, this white-robed Shura was the beloved of Nagao Kagetora, which is why Nagao Kagetora remained unmarried throughout his life.

According to the latest research findings of historians, something extremely terrifying happened to them:

That's a list of contestants.

Miyamoto Musashi did participate in the Imperial Sword Tournament that took place during the Tenbun era.

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After the Imperial Sword Competition, the villagers who came from afar to Kyoto spontaneously held a funeral for the White-robed Shura.

I heard that it was led by Sengo Muramasa, who paid out of his own pocket to suppress many powerful people in Kyoto, so that he could build a cenotaph for White Shura.

Just after the funeral, someone came to the tombstone.

"Axue, I might really be a monster."

It's Nagao Kagetora.

At this moment, she is no longer called this name.

She killed the White-robed Shura and received strong support from Buddhism, so her purpose of going to Luoyang was successfully achieved.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru gave the character "hui" in his name to this Buddhist war god, so Nagao Kagetora was renamed Nagao Terutora from then on.

Moreover, she now has the legitimate title to rule the entire Kanto region. I believe that in a few years, the chaotic Warring States period will be completely unified.

"Even though I killed you with my own hands these days, I haven't shed a single tear."

The white-haired martial god chatted to the tombstone.

"I really want to cry, because crying is a form of atonement for humans."

"I did something pathetic, but I had to do it. I didn't really want to do it. I shed tears, but I'm actually kind by nature..."

"But not being able to cry is a good thing. If I were truly kind, I wouldn't have killed anyone in the first place. Crying after killing someone is just the ugliest hypocrisy."

Nagao Kagetora looked up at the sky and exhaled a breath of white air.

"I am justice. I have inherited all the justice from you, Axue. So, I won't cry, Axue. Don't worry, I am not as cowardly as you think."

The white-haired martial god then took out two samurai swords, which turned out to be Myoho Muramasa and Suzumaru Tsunetsugu.

"I'll return Miaofa Muramasa to you, Xue."

Then she inserted the Myoho Muramasa in front of Axue's grave.

"As for this sujuumaru Tsuneji..."

Nagao Kagetora put it back on his waist and stroked the tombstone gently.

"Brother, I'd better keep it. If you can pull out this samurai sword again in the future, you will surely be the true righteousness."

While Nagao Kagetora was chatting with the tombstone, someone slowly walked towards him.

"King Huihu."

The person who came was Kamiizumi Nobutsuna.

"It's Lord Kamiizumi, what's the matter?"

"actually......"

Kamiizumi Nobutsuna took out a letter from his pocket.

"White-robed Shura once gave me a letter before he died, saying he would give it to you after he died."

"--What?!"

Nagao Kagetora's face suddenly changed. He wanted to snatch the letter away, but he backed off in the end.

"...Forget it. What's written in Axue's letter must be some complaints about me."

The white-haired war god put his hands on his hips and laughed dryly.

"Even if it's not a complaint, it's probably something I don't want to see. After all, Axue and that busty female warrior had an ambiguous relationship. Now that both of them are gone, I'd just be upset if I saw it."

"Yes, yes. And what if it's Ah Xue's hatred for me? Ah Xue must hate me very much. He's actually very petty and has been very treacherous since he was a child. Otherwise, why would he be so inflexible and want to duel with me to the death?"

Looking at Nagao Kagetora who was talking to himself, Kamiizumi Nobunaga said.

"Mr. Huihu, letters are very interesting. I often correspond with my wife. For me, sometimes the content of the letter is not important. What matters is who wrote it."

"...I usually only read military letters."

Nagao Kagetora's tone was a little insufficient.

"When I read the letter, I always keep imagining where my lover is writing to me? Is it day or night, at home or visiting a correspondent? What is her expression when she writes the letter? Is she laughing or crying? These things are all very good experiences when reading the letter."

Kamiizumi Nobunaga then forced the letter into Nagao Kagetora's hands.

"White-robed Shura is willing to leave you his last letter before his death. I'm afraid the person he misses the most and cares about the most is Lord Huihu."

Kamiizumi Nobunaga then left, leaving Nagao Kagetora standing there alone.

The white-haired martial god was at a loss holding the envelope. She put the letter under her nose and smelled it, and she felt a faint fragrance.

It was the Axue energy that she was most familiar with in Linquan Temple.

Whenever he smells this scent, Nagao Kagetora feels very happy, even now.

But then Nagao Kagetora's face became gloomy.

When Axue wrote this letter, she must have been in the Heavenly Prison.

He was tortured at that time, even though I often went to visit him in the prison.

Since I am in such a bad mood, how can what I write be good?

I'm afraid Axue... is just blaming herself?

Nagao Kagetora hesitated for a long time, then with trembling fingers, she opened the envelope -

【Brother, how are you?】

The prison is bustling today. The jailers told me it snowed heavily last night, so they're in a good mood and are going outside to build snowmen. They've also let me write a letter for a while.

"How were you doing back home when I received this letter? I'm afraid spring is almost here. So, why is Kasugayama Castle called Kasugayama Castle? It must be because spring is so beautiful, right?"

"I haven't even left Kyoto yet, but winter is definitely almost over."

Nagao Kagetora gently stroked the corners of the letter.

"Ah Xue, your handwriting is still so ugly. My senior brother's calligraphy is so beautiful. But you are blind, so this is normal, right?"

"I should be dead, right? After all, Senior Brother promised to avert my doomed death. If Senior Brother dies at my hands, then this letter will have to be sent to the underworld, right?"

"Really? After three years, you've become such a playboy with your words. I'm afraid that's how you tricked Miyamoto Musashi into coming here?"

Nagao Kagetora complained.

"Brother, you must remember to eat well, three meals a day. Although you are the reincarnation of Vaisravana, you will still grow old, get sick, and die. I noticed that you have had headaches since I left. I'm sure you haven't been taking good care of yourself, right?"

"That's because I thought you were dead. If you were dead, I wouldn't be able to sleep every day..."

Nagao Kagetora didn't dare say it out loud, and now her headache became even worse.

Because once she said it, she was afraid that Axue would scold her.

"How about eating some meat? Brother, you're a soldier, so there's no need to continue being a vegetarian, right? As the saying goes, while meat and wine pass through the stomach, the Buddha remains in the heart. Brother, you're not a very disciplined person anyway, so eat some meat to improve your health. Of course, I'll still ask the King of Hell in Hell to continue being a vegetarian every day."

"Eat meat? Actually, I've already eaten a little..."

Nagao Kagetora was a little embarrassed.

"Actually, Senior Brother, Musashi and I are not what you think. We are just friends. Senior Brother is always easily jealous. I have been worried for a long time. Could it be that Senior Brother is having a relationship with someone else?"

"What's the point of Long Yang?! Senior Brother is actually a woman! Seriously, you didn't realize it until you died!"

Nagao Kagetora stamped his feet and said dissatisfiedly.

"But you still remember my brother. Humph, I said that Miyamoto Musashi was lying. Axue is not that kind of playboy!"

"Brother, I'm going to a very far place now. It might be the underworld, or it might be the Pure Land. I've never died before, so I naturally don't know about this."

[I'm going to a very far place, but the person I'm most worried about is my senior brother. He's actually been overly praised. He's actually a stingy person who loves to act spoiled, but no one knows this except me. I'm very worried that he might be deceived. After all, in three years, he and I have embarked on two completely different paths...]

"I'm worried about you, so don't die...wouldn't it be better if you just ran away with my brother..."

Nagao Kagetora lowered his head, his throat trembling.

It feels like there is a lack of blood supply.

Why is that? He wasn't seriously injured, so it must be fatigue.

[Actually, I've been wanting to come back and find my senior brother for the past three years, but every time I wanted to take action, I gave up.]

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I... was actually too cowardly. If I had just had a good talk with you at the beginning, none of this would have happened."

[Brother, are you still angry about what happened? Can you please stop being angry? I'm really afraid that you hate me. I'm really afraid...]

"Brother...how could I be angry? I'm just afraid that you, Xue, hate me..."

Why is everything so blurry?

It feels so cold, my cheeks are wet.

"Brother, I always tell Musashi that finding a monk who smells like sunflowers is the end of my journey."

But one day, Musashi said to me very seriously, "Blind man, sunflowers themselves have no smell, right?"

[Only then did I realize that I was actually just trying to find my former senior brother, Torachiyo, from Linquan Temple...]

[I'm sorry, brother, I couldn't find you sooner.]

【so......】

Please return to being the senior brother of Linquan Temple, and live on with my justice.

Tears finally flowed down my cheeks and dripped onto the letter.

"...Why am I crying?"