Chapter 11

Now, the Shogunate is at the height of its power, ruling the entire country with immense authority in its hands.

Under the rule of the Shogunate, every post town is governed by a prominent family, maintaining the town's operations and order, and even responsible for repelling the Kabane.

The Akanei Post Town also has its own governor.

That is the Shikigawa family.

The martial arts tournament is an informal competition hosted by the Shikigawa family.

Why is it called informal?

Because the main purpose of this martial arts tournament is to provide a channel for the samurai of Akanei Post Town to vent their frustrations.

In the absence of a decisive method to deal with the Kabane, the samurai stationed in Akanei Post Town live each day with the constant fear of being killed or infected and assimilated by the Kabane.

This is something even Furi knows, and the Shikigawa family, responsible for governing Akanei Post Town, naturally cannot be unaware of it.

In such a situation, if the samurai were to maintain a state of constant tension and fear while guarding the town, it would eventually lead to serious problems.

For this reason, the head of the Shikigawa family, on the advice of his strategists, decided to hold a martial arts tournament every ten days, allowing the samurai under his command to compete and vent appropriately.

"Is there such a thing?"

Upon learning the entire story from a passerby, Furi was somewhat taken aback.

After all, this is something that did not happen in the original story.

However, upon closer thought, under the constant threat of death, if there were no such outlet for venting, something could indeed go wrong.

Just because it wasn't mentioned in the original story doesn't mean it didn't happen.

"It seems that so-called foresight is only to a certain extent. Indeed, it's impossible to understand all the details just from the screen."

As Furi was musing, on the makeshift stage, two samurai were facing off.

Seeing the two samurai facing each other on the stage, Furi's eyebrows raised.

Because, Furi was somewhat familiar with these two.

From the original story.

"Go!"

"Defeat him! Kuru!"

"Don't lose to Kuru! Kibito!"

"Fight! Fight!"

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the samurai around them, the two samurai on the stage, each wielding a katana, stared at each other, locked in a standoff.

On the left was a samurai wearing a somewhat strict blue-black samurai outfit, exuding a serious demeanor.

This samurai is Kuru Kuro, the one being cheered for.

On the right was a robust samurai in light red armor, who appeared to be older.

This samurai is Kibito Arakawa, the one being cheered for.

These two men are samurai serving the Shikigawa family, which governs Akanei Post Town, and are also prominent characters in the original story, accompanying the protagonists through several life-and-death crises.

Therefore, Furi knows them.

"I didn't expect them to be the ones facing off."

At that moment, Furi's gaze focused directly on Kuro Kuru and Kibito Arakawa.

At this moment, both Kuro Kuru and Kibito Arakawa were holding sharp katanas, their blades pointed at each other, their eyes filled with seriousness and severity, as if facing their greatest rivals in life, ignoring the surrounding cheers and focusing entirely on each other.

Compared to the samurai around them, who were in a frenzy, constantly cheering and creating a noisy atmosphere, these two gave off the feeling of true samurai, with a distinct presence.

And in the next instant, these two distinct samurai moved almost simultaneously.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

With two somewhat synchronized shouts, Kuro Kuru and Kibito Arakawa stomped the ground and charged at each other.

Despite the simple stomp, both shot forward like arrows released from a bow, closing the distance between them in a single step, meeting in the center of the stage.

"Swish——!"

The sound of the sharp katanas slicing through the air was clearly audible.

The two samurai, meeting in the center of the stage, their eyes turning from serious to sharp, suddenly swung their weapons at each other.

"Clang——!"

With a crisp sound of metal clashing, the katanas collided heavily.

At that moment, Kuro Kuru suddenly tilted his katana, scraping against Kibito Arakawa's blade, and with a horizontal slash, aimed at Kibito Arakawa's neck.

Kibito Arakawa's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, almost instantly moving several meters back, narrowly avoiding the merciless slash.

However, at the same time, Kuro Kuru also exerted force with his feet, dashing directly towards Kibito Arakawa.

Kibito Arakawa's eyes widened, and the speed of his katana reached its peak, slashing down at the charging Kuro Kuru.

Seeing this, Kuro Kuru's expression remained cold, and he raised his weapon without hesitation, advancing aggressively.

The two samurai, one advancing and one retreating, immediately clashed again.

"Clang clang clang clang clang——!"

In an instant, a continuous series of crisp sword clashes echoed around.

Kuro Kuru and Kibito Arakawa, with blinding speed, continuously swung their katanas at each other, causing the sharp weapons to collide repeatedly, sparking a series of sparks.

"Great!"

"Amazing!"

"Truly worthy of being elite samurai among us!"

The intense sword clashes elicited cheers from the samurai in the audience one after another.

Even Furi's eyes brightened, and he nodded in approval.

Both Kuro Kuru and Kibito Arakawa are worthy of the name samurai.

Their brilliant exchanges and sword strikes would likely ensure victory even against the Kabane.

At least, in terms of strength, Furi is far inferior to the two samurai on the stage.

Moreover, Furi is well aware that the two samurai on the stage are actually holding back.

After all, they are just competing, not intending to engage in a real fight to the death.

"Even holding back, they can fight to this level. Truly amazing."

As Furi was thinking this, the situation on the stage changed again.

"Ha!" Kuro Kuru suddenly shouted, and the speed of his katana suddenly increased by a notch, slashing at an astonishing speed.

"What...?!" Kibito Arakawa was taken aback, but before he could react, the sharp katana was already upon him.

"Clang——!"

With a loud clash, a katana flew into the air.

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