A Mysterious Ability / Did You Get Something Wrong?

"Shinri Masato?"

Upon hearing the name, Scribe raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

After a short while, he shook his head.

"Never heard of it."

Neither in his past life memories nor in his travels in this life had he ever heard of this name in the life of the Scribe.

Clearly, the other party is not a famous character in the original work, and it could even be said that they never appeared at all.

But since this so-called Shinri Masato has become a demon, and even the "Upper Rank Three" which ranks high among the Twelve Kizuki.

It must have something interesting about it.

At least, that's how Muzan sees it.

"Is that so? That's really a pity."

Upon hearing the Scribe say he didn't recognize him, Shinri Masato's face showed a hint of disappointment.

But he recovered quickly.

"However, I'm sure you've heard of the surname 'Shinri'."

"Shenli?"

As she murmured the name, a conversation flashed through Scribe's mind.

During his and Tamayo's travels, they visited a wealthy family in a certain place.

Their clan's research on medicine was recognized by the two men.

Even more incredibly, their family's assessment of the current situation and their vision for the future impressed both the Scribe and Tamayo.

Thinking back now, that family was probably called "Shinri".

Seeing the Scribe fall silent, Zhenren knew that the other party must know his surname.

As a family that survived from the Heian period to the Taisho Period, the Shinri family has always held an important position in many fields.

Today, this applies not only to the pharmaceutical field.

The Shinri Family holds a place in the military, politics, and even the most popular imported industries of the modern era.

During the Taisho era, they were also a top-tier wealthy family at the center of power.

After a moment's thought, he briefly reviewed the information about the Shinri Family in his mind.

Without saying a word, the Scribe simply placed his hand on the hilt of the Nichirin Blade.

Seeing that the Scribe had no intention of continuing the conversation, Shinri Masato's tone changed slightly.

With a large stride out of the shadows, and by the aid of the moonlight, the real person's appearance was revealed before the Scribe.

He was a young and strong man who was about 1.8 meters tall and had a rather handsome appearance.

He was wearing a white suit and a white hat.

With the cane in his hand, he looked every bit the gentleman.

Compared to the simplified appearance of most people today, Shinri Masato is like a swan among ducks.

Confident, noble, and elegant.

Scribe glanced indifferently at Shinri Masato before him, but remained silent.

"Whoosh~"

He drew his Nichirin Blade, pointing the tip at the real man.

"Forehead."

Seeing that the Scribe still had no intention of continuing the conversation, a bead of sweat appeared on Shinri Masato's forehead.

"Mister Scribe, please stop."

He waved his hands repeatedly, seemingly trying to show his kind side.

"I personally didn't intend to fight you, I just..."

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold, sharp blade of light shot towards him.

"Please don't get so agitated."

Seeing the blade flying towards him, Shinri Masato did not show any panic.

On the contrary, his face was full of smiles.

He stepped forward and then stretched out his hand.

Faced with the Scribe's strike, which was powerful enough to cleave the earth, the real man grinned.

The next second, a bright light shone from his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light as thick as a normal person's thigh flew from his palm and shot straight towards the target.

The instant the slash and the beam made contact, a massive explosion occurred.

Bright light splashed everywhere like flowing water, and dust drifted freely like willow catkins.

"Boom!"

The airflow gushed out, as if TNT had been ignited.

After the smoke and dust cleared, a large crater several meters deep appeared at the point of contact.

With a raised eyebrow, the Scribe's face showed curiosity.

Although it was just a casual strike, he was well aware of the power of that slash.

The fact that he could block it so easily shows how powerful this so-called Shinri Masato is.

"Interesting, is it an ability related to light?"

After briefly reviewing what had just happened, the Scribe temporarily attributed the other party's ability to something related to "light".

"Shake your wrist, "Shinri Masato said.

"That was a powerful blow; I almost couldn't withstand it. You truly deserve to be called the Mister Scribe."

"However, it seems you've guessed wrong."

"My abilities are not related to light."

As he spoke, Shinri Masato spread his hands and looked up at the moon.

"As for what it is, Mister Scribe, you shall experience it for yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge halo appeared behind him.

Chapter 335 Are you sure you're not mistaken about something?

The diameter of the light wheel is several meters long, and there are several smaller light wheels embedded inside.

On the outer halo, the Scribe even saw some strange patterns.

If it weren't for the solid ground beneath his feet, he would have thought for a moment that he had traveled through time again.

"Mister Scribe, you must know that there are Three Sacred Treasures in this world."

With a slight smile, Shinri Masato's face inexplicably flushed.

His words lacked their previous composure.

It's like when you talk about magical artifacts, it's like turning on a switch.

"The so-called Three Sacred Treasures are from ancient times..."

"I'm not here to listen to your history."

Before the real man could finish speaking, the Scribe interrupted him.

He was naturally very clear about the so-called Three Sacred Treasures.

The Cloud-Gathering Sword, the Yata no Kagami, and the Yasakani no Magatama.

After arriving in this world, he also spent some time searching for these so-called divine artifacts.

But in the end, they found out that they were just ordinary things.

Aside from some symbolic meaning, it is basically useless.

But looking at Shinri Masato's smug expression, Scribe seemed to understand something.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.

"You're not going to tell me that the thing behind you is one of the Three Divine Artifacts, are you?"

"Certainly!"

Without any attempt to conceal anything, Shinri Masato replied loudly.

"This behind me is the True Mirror of the Three Sacred Treasures, also known as the Yata no Kagami!"

His facial expression grew increasingly excited, and his breathing became rapid.

"With its protection, I will be absolutely safe from the slightest harm under the moonlight!"

With wide eyes, the real person stared at the moon hanging high in the night sky.

"Not only that, the moon will also grant me even greater power!"

As he spoke, more light shone from Shinri Masato's body.

Before long, his entire body was completely covered.

"Come on, Mister Scribe, let me show you my strongest form!"

The voice of Shinri Masato came from within the sphere of light, followed by a slash that flew out from it.

"The Cloud-Gathering Sword!"

Seeing the slash flying towards him, Scribe didn't say anything, he just turned to the side.

"Boom!"

The light blade struck the ground, cleaving it in a crack that stretched for tens of meters.

Wherever it went, trees were broken and rocks were pulverized.

"You see, Mister Scribe, this is my power."

After the strike was launched, the light gradually receded, and Shinri Masato reappeared inside.

However, he was somewhat different from before.

The suit he was wearing had disappeared, replaced by an outfit resembling armor.

A faint light shimmered on the surface, looking like reflected moonlight.

The cane in his hand also disappeared, turning into a lightsaber.

What's even more puzzling is that the area around its heart, which should have been well protected, was completely unarmored.

The skin was directly exposed without any concealment.

"This is the power of the moon, this is the power of history!"

Pointing his sword at the Scribe, Shinri Masato's face was full of laughter.

His previous composure and calmness had vanished, replaced by arrogance and overbearing behavior.

Looking at the large, glittering mass not far away, only three words came to the Scribe's mind.

"It's hopeless."

Seeing how excited the other party was, he felt truly helpless.

I thought Shinri Masato was similar to the other members of the Shinri Family I knew, but now it seems he's a complete anomaly.