We cannot allow our own master to become the other party's "prop"!
Back then, because of Tsugikuni Yoriichi, the Scribe could only watch helplessly as he fought against the demonized Tsugikuni Michikatsu.
After witnessing his master being cut in half at the waist, the Scribe's heart pounded wildly.
Originally, he thought that after he properly buried Tsugikuni Yoriichi, this memory would become the deepest part of his heart.
But unexpectedly, I was lured out by an evil spirit today.
If the Scribe were to hear this thought from the Ubume, she would probably cry out that she was wronged.
The gap in strength between her and the Scribe was too great, and the resulting fantasies were completely out of control. The reason why Tsugikuni Yoriichi appeared was also due to the Scribe's own inner thoughts.
To be honest, she had absolutely no idea who Tsugikuni Yoriichi, let alone his relationship with the Scribe.
This is truly a case of "a ghost sitting in the house, disaster strikes from the sky."
However, the Scribe was unaware of the Ubume's thoughts.
At this moment, he had already placed all the blame on the Ubume, regardless of whether it was true or not; someone had to take the fall.
After the outburst, the Scribe's facial expression gradually returned to calm.
Even if we want to Ubume, we should wait until he leaves this so-called illusion.
And now, he is still trapped inside.
Chapter 154 Do what you want to do.
In fact, after realizing that he had entered an illusion, the Scribe had already come up with several ways to break free.
No matter how sophisticated the illusion that restricts one's power may be, and no matter what reason it may have been set up in this way, it does not change one fact.
The difference in strength between the Ubume and the Scribe is too great; they cannot affect him at all.
In other words, if you want to break the illusion, you only need to break it from the inside, and you don't need to worry about Ubume will strengthen the illusion.
With a slight movement of his eyes, the Scribe thought of several ways to break the illusion.
The first method is to use overwhelming force to shatter the entire illusion.
The constructed world no longer exists, and the entire illusion is naturally broken.
The second is to kill Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who was created by illusion in Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
With Tsugikuni Yoriichi, a key figure in the creation of illusions, dead, the world's influence on the Scribe has dropped to its lowest point, making it easy to break free.
Thirdly, we wait for the Ubume its own demise and enter this world.
If the Ubume is eager to kill itself, it might rush into the illusionary world at any cost and kill itself using its own power.
At that point, they'll be at your mercy.
Since it's difficult to resolve the illusion, let's deal with the ghost that created it.
However, the third option was quickly rejected by the Scribe.
The Ubume was able to become Upper Rank One, so it's no wonder it wasn't a fool.
She should have already realized the difference in strength between the two sides, and she probably wouldn't be so impulsive as to enter this world.
As for the first and second methods, they were also rejected by the Scribe.
The reason is simple: both methods would harm Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
Even if it's just a fake, a hypocritical Tsugikuni Yoriichi, Scribe doesn't want to destroy it with his own hands.
At this moment, the Scribe couldn't help but feel contempt for himself.
In the past, I always faced any situation with composure and determination, but I never expected to be trapped in this situation now.
"In the end, I was still a bit old-fashioned when it Tsugikuni Yoriichi."
Shaking his head helplessly, Scribe slowly put the half-drawn Nichirin Blade back in its place.
Whether it's true or not, it doesn't change the fact that Tsugikuni Yoriichi his master.
Even in an illusion, the Scribe would never do something like a disciple killing his master.
"What's wrong with you? You seem a bit strange. Are you not feeling well?"
Seeing that the Scribe hadn't answered him for a long time, Tsugikuni Yoriichi couldn't help but ask.
"No, I'm perfectly healthy, how could I be sick?"
Scribe shook her head slightly, indicating that the other party did not need to worry about her.
"More importantly, it's been a long time since I've gone for a walk with you, Master. Do you have some time?"
Seeing that his disciple was unharmed, the faint worry on Tsugikuni Yoriichi disappeared.
"Alright, let's go."
As he spoke, he walked outside.
After hesitating for a moment, the Scribe followed.
Stepping outside, everything around him was exactly as Scribe remembered.
The people, objects, scenery, even the dust in a certain place, are all so familiar.
After walking for a while, the Scribe suddenly stopped and said that he needed to go back.
Before Tsugikuni Yoriichi reply, he hurriedly ran back to the room where he had been.
Of course, he didn't actually leave anything there.
He did this simply to confirm one thing.
After a while, he slowly walked back to Tsugikuni Yoriichi's side.
The illusions of the Ubume are different from those of the future Upper Rank One and Enmu; they are not illusions with a fixed range.
To give an example, if Enmu's illusion is a fixed circle drawn with a certain place as the center point and an unknown length as the radius, then Ubume's illusion is a circle that can move.
At the center of the illusion, the Scribe himself moves around in circles.
In other words, his attempt to find the so-called Spiritual Core failed.
Nevertheless, the Scribe did not show the slightest disappointment on her face.
He had anticipated this situation, and it was within his expectations.
Although the Scribe himself had never met the Enmu, he could judge the approximate strength of the Ubume based on his understanding of demons.
Combining the illusionary abilities of Enmu in the original work with the strength of the Ubume before us, we can roughly determine who is stronger and who is weaker.
Of course, that's not the point. The point is that the Scribe hasn't found a way to break the illusion.
Tsugikuni Yoriichi was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned his back to the Scribe, and slowly said.
You seem to have something on your mind?
Without giving a direct answer, the Scribe simply stood silently to the side, his back against the wall.
After realizing that the Scribe did not reply, Tsugikuni Yoriichi did not press the matter further, but simply stood aside as well.
No matter what kind of people passed by, or how they looked at them, the master and disciple did not react at all, just like statues.
Soon, time slowly passed, and night fell.
And there are fewer and fewer people walking on the road.
In the end, only the Scribe and Tsugikuni Yoriichi remained.
The Scribe looked up at the bright moon overhead.
Then, he looked at Tsugikuni Yoriichi beside him.
After a long while, he licked his dry lips and spoke slowly.
"Master, if I say..."
Tsugikuni Yoriichi he could speak, Yoriichi Tsugikuni suddenly interrupted him.
I believe you.
There were no formal words, no doubts or confusions, and no wariness or suspicions.
Yes, it's just two simple words.
I believe it.
These two simple words encapsulate everything about Tsugikuni Yoriichi as Scribe.
He was a man who was not good at expressing himself, and in his childhood, his older brother even mistakenly thought he was mute because of this.
All Yoriichi Tsugikuni could do was to unconditionally believe in the disciple before him.
Even though he was very different from the Scribe in his memory, it did not change Tsugikuni Yoriichi's approval of the Scribe.
Upon hearing Tsugikuni Yoriichi's words, Scribe smiled slightly.
"Aren't you going to ask?"
Shaking his head, Tsugikuni Yoriichi remained silent, simply looking at the Scribe, a glint of light reflecting in his dark pupils.
Their eyes met, and the Scribe was also looking at Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
After an unknown amount of time, a look of helplessness appeared on the Scribe's face.
"Master, you really haven't changed at all."
"Not even the slightest change."
As he murmured the words of the Scribe, Tsugikuni Yoriichi seemed to have tasted something that ordinary people could not perceive.
He closed his eyes and thought for a while before slowly speaking.
"If you want to do something, just do it. I will always support you."
After he finished speaking, he patted the Scribe on the shoulder.
Chapter 155 Breaking the Illusion
Looking up, the Scribe glanced at Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
At that moment, he deeply felt that the other party was his well-known master.
In fact, neither the Ubume nor the Scribe had anticipated this situation.
In any case, the Tsugikuni Yoriichi is just a fake person existing in an illusion.
Normally, it shouldn't possess such high levels of "intelligence" and "human emotions".
Everything the other party possesses should be based on the memories in the subconscious mind of the Scribe.
Whether it's consciousness, language, actions, or even the slightest movement, everything should be extracted from the Scribe's memory.
In other words, Tsugikuni Yoriichi a portion taken from a large box.
Based on what the Scribe said and what he did, "Tsugikuni Yoriichi" was stimulated and received a corresponding stimulus from that "big box", and then reacted.
In other words, all of the other party's actions exist only because of the existence of the Scribe.
But clearly, what they did just now went far beyond a simple response.
Let alone the Ubume was unaware of the contents of the illusion, even the Scribe himself didn't know why this situation occurred.
If forced to give a reasonable explanation, the Scribe could only think of one.
The bond between herself and Yoriichi has transcended these physical and physiological imprints.
Scribe gritted his teeth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Tsugikuni Yoriichi didn't say anything either, he just watched him silently.
The two men stared at each other silently for a long time without saying a word.
The moon is bright and the stars are few; a lone wild goose flies south.
After an unknown amount of time, the Scribe suddenly spoke in a slow voice.
Would you like to hear a story about the future?