Teacher Kaido Makes a Dashing Entrance

Who are you? How dare you attempt to assassinate the General!

The leader was a monk, wearing square glasses and a purple kimono.

"Heh heh heh, your general is dead, so you may all go with him."

Samael tossed the corpse in his hand to the other man's feet, then opened his mouth and spat out flames like a dragon, sweeping towards the group of ninjas.

Captain Fukurokuju's attitude changed instantly when he saw that Kurozumi Orochi was headless.

He abruptly grabbed the corpse of the Kurozumi Orochi, using its body to shield himself from the flames, while shouting:

"Wait a minute, now that the false general Orochi is dead, I wish to appoint you all as generals."

"Ah?"

Samael was taken aback; this kneeling was too swift, even a fence-sitter wouldn't be this absurd.

Captain Fukurokuju saw his attack falter and sneered inwardly. Kurozumi Orochi was just a pawn of Kaido. If he killed Kurozumi Orochi, Kaido would find out soon. Why should he fight to the death with these assassins? It would be better to buy some time.

"I've disliked Kurozumi Orochi for a long time. Since he became shogun, he's made a mess of Wano Country. Well done, heroes."

"Hehehe... Do you think I'd believe that?"

Samael scoffed. Even if they truly wanted to submit, it wouldn't matter; their master's orders were paramount.

"Fire Fist!"

He threw a punch, and the fiery fist expanded rapidly.

Upon seeing this, Captain Fukurokuju immediately discarded the corpse of the Kurozumi Orochi and leaped onto the courtyard wall behind him.

The remaining ninjas weren't so lucky; some of them were immediately engulfed by the Fire Fist.

"Where are you looking, monk?"

A ghostly voice sounded from behind him. Fukurokuju's pupils contracted, and he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye. A ball of will-o'-the-wisp with a human face had appeared out of nowhere.

He took out a smoke bomb from his pocket, intending to throw it to create smoke to obscure his vision so he could make his escape.

Samael didn't give him that chance; his conjured fiery hand grabbed the monk and lifted him into the air.

The intense heat of the flames caused the human flesh and skin to sizzle.

Amidst screams, the Fukurokuju quickly lost his breath.

"Tsk, useless, can't even withstand this little fire."

Discarding the charred corpse, Samael's gaze shifted to the remaining Oniwabanshu ninja.

"You little good-for-nothings, Grandpa's here to serve you!"

"Run!"

The ninjas exchanged glances, horrified, and quickly scattered and fled.

This scene caught Kyoshiro's eye, and his expression changed slightly. He whispered to Kozuki Hiyori behind him:

"Komurasaki, hurry up and go back to the gallery!"

Kozuki Hiyori was still excited about Kurozumi Orochi's death, and even had the urge to stand up and thank the three great heroes.

Hearing Kyoshiro's words, her excited mind finally cooled down.

The three mysterious figures did indeed kill the Kurozumi Orochi, but the situation is now very dangerous. These people seem to be about to go on a killing spree and massacre the General's City.

"Okay, be careful, Mr. Kyoshiro."

Kozuki Hiyori, said something with concern, then turned around, picked up her shamisen, and put on her high-clogs to leave.

However, a figure flashed in front of them.

Lycaon blocked his path, a deep voice coming from beneath his cloak:

"You, come with me, the captain wants to see you."

"Come on, Komurasaki!"

Kyoshiro drew his sword to meet the attack, lunged forward, and slashed out with his sword.

Lycaon raised his right arm, coating it with Armament Haki, and used his fist to block the sword.

"The warriors of this country are interesting." He grinned, his warlike genes activated.

Kyoshiro gestured to Kozuki Hiyori his eyes, then spoke in a low, hoarse voice:

Who exactly are you? Isn't your target Kurozumi Orochi?

"You talk too much, human!"

The two immediately engaged in combat.

Kozuki Hiyori gritted her teeth, turned around, and continued her escape.

At the same time.

The banquet hall engulfed in flames.

Dimon sat cross-legged in the spot where Kurozumi Orochi had been sitting, picked up a brand new wine bowl, and poured himself a cup of wine.

He took a small sip, then spat it back out.

"... Having grown accustomed to Longevity Wine, this ordinary wine seems rather bland."

He used his Observation Haki to observe the situation outside and discovered that Lycaon was being held back by Kyoshiro, Kozuki Hiyori was about to escape from the Shogun's Castle.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he vanished from his spot in an instant.

On the other side.

Kozuki Hiyori hurriedly ran out of the general's castle, escaped through the side gate, and then took off her cumbersome high wooden clogs, quickly running towards the covered walkway in a pair of white socks.

In the darkness, a ray of white light appeared ahead, tracing a square shape on the ground. The next instant, a cubic space sealed her inside.

Thump!

Kozuki Hiyori crashed headfirst into the edge of the storyboard.

"Ouch! What is this?"

Kozuki Hiyori covered her forehead, patting the invisible boundary with her other hand.

"The boundary of space."

A faint voice came from behind.

Kozuki Hiyori turned around and saw a masked man in black suddenly appear.

"You... you are one of the three assassins!" She stepped back nervously, her back against the edge of the panel.

"Nice to meet you, Princess of the Kozuki Family."

Dimon immediately recognized the other person's identity, and slowly said, his voice tinged with pallor:

Tell me where the two knives your father left you are?

Having said that, he grabbed the other person's wrist with one hand, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from the spot.

Kozuki Hiyori felt a wave of dizziness, and when she came to her senses, she was already standing in the burning banquet hall.

Chapter 135 Kaido- sensei Makes a Stylish Appearance

"You... you... you..."

Kozuki Hiyori stammered, too frightened to speak.

Dimon released her wrist, and his voice drifted out through the wall of flames.

"Your princess from the Kozuki Family is in my hands."

Kyoshiro in the midst of battle, suddenly stopped, staring in astonishment into the banquet hall, his view obscured by the raging fire.

He immediately abandoned Lycaon, cleaved through the flames with his sword, and rushed into the banquet hall.

"Komurasaki!"

Upon seeing Kozuki Hiyori being kidnapped, Kyoshiro's expression changed drastically, and he launched a fearless attack on Dimon.

Lycaon followed closely behind, rushing into the banquet hall and sweeping out with his right leg.

Their attacks clashed, resulting in another stalemate.

"Hey, how rude of you, human, to ignore me like that?"

Damn it!

Kyoshiro looked anxious, but he couldn't do anything to Lycaon in a short time.

Dimon slowly sat down cross-legged, resting his chin on his hand, and said:

"Don't worry, we won't do anything to her. We only have one request."

"What do you want?" Kyoshiro no choice but to put away his weapon.

"Her father, Kozuki Oden, left behind two swords after his death: Enma and Ame no Habakiri. Go and retrieve them."

Has the princess's identity been exposed?

Kyoshiro looked on in astonishment and couldn't help but glance at Kozuki Hiyori.

Kozuki Hiyori shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know where she had been exposed.

Seeing that Dimon had brought up the two knives again, she had no choice but to speak first:

"The knife is not with me."

Dimon didn't speak. He vaguely remembered that the two knives were in the hands of Kozuki Hiyori's grandfather, the former shogun, Kozuki Sukiyaki.

This person has such a low profile, I almost forgot he's still alive. He should be living in seclusion in some village in Kuri right now.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Kyoshiro decided to stop pretending and directly asked the princess about her will.

Kozuki Hiyori sighed softly, "The sword is in Amigasa Village in Kuri. Mr. Kyoshiro, go there and find a swordsmith named Tenguyama Hitetsu."

With the hostage in the enemy's hands, Kyoshiro had no choice but to obey orders.

"I will bring the knife. Until then, you must not harm a single hair on Her Highness's head!"

Lycaon curled his lip, "Hurry up and get the knife. How long are you going to make our captain wait?"

"Your Highness, please rest assured!"

Kyoshiro took a deep breath, knelt down in respect, and then turned to leave.

"Truly a loyal retainer."

Dimon chuckled softly, wondering where Kozuki Oden got such charisma that he could make a group of formidable samurai remain loyal to his children even after his death.

In terms of personal charisma, Kaido is more convincing than Kozuki Oden.

Speaking of personal charisma, he also thought of Kaido's filial daughter Yamato, who is also a brainwashed fan infected with the "Oden virus".

"You killed Kurozumi Orochi, Kaido will soon find out. If I were you, I wouldn't stay here any longer."

Kozuki Hiyori spoke softly, attempting to take the initiative.

Dimon glanced at her. "After your father died, you learned all sorts of musical skills, but I haven't seen you do much revenge."

Upon hearing this, Kozuki Hiyori's face fell.

She was just a weak woman who could do nothing but disguise herself as a courtesan to infiltrate Kurozumi Orochi's circle and gather intelligence.

Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the Grade Sword.

Kozuki Hiyori lowered her eyes and whispered:

"You know my father? You're from overseas? Are you here to avenge him?"

"You're overthinking it, girl. I have nothing to do with your father."

"Regardless, I will remember your kindness in helping me kill Kurozumi Orochi. If those two swords are the reward you desire, I will give them to you."

Kozuki Hiyori and began to play and sing the shamisen on her own.

At least in this respect, Kozuki Hiyori played quite well; all those years of practice haven't been in vain.