I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan - Chapter 685

Seeing himself practicing his sword—this shocking picture made Ogata subconsciously raise his hand and pinched his face, confirming whether he was dreaming.

“pain……!”

After pinching his cheek with his right thumb and index finger, Ogata’s mouth could not help grinning with a tingling sensation like being pricked by a needle. .

It was also at this moment that Ogata realized that the undead poison that had tormented him nearly all night had actually stopped.

The tingling sensation no longer came from all over the body, the body temperature returned to normal, the head no longer felt as if it was about to split into countless pieces, and the eyelids no longer felt as heavy as a few pieces of steel hanging.

He opened the front of his shirt and looked at his left neck—there was still a piece of skin that was purple, but the area was only a quarter of its original size.

Feeling the tingling sensation left on his cheeks after pinching his cheeks just now, as well as his body that had returned to normal, Ogata’s head was immediately stuffed with a huge amount of questions.

Why am I at Sakakihara Kenkan?

Why do I feel pain? Isn’t this my dream or hallucination?

What about Miss Yoshiki? What about Toyotomi’s army?

Why do you see a “me” practicing swords at the Sakakihara Sword Museum?

…

Too many questions made Ogata not know where to start.

at this time!

Standing in the center of the dojo, “Ogata” who had been practicing swinging his sword against the air in front of him slowly stopped the wooden sword in his hand.

“first meet.”

He wiped his sweat-free forehead and gave Ogata a friendly smile.

Seeing “myself” saying “meeting for the first time” to himself—the sense of disobedience was so strong that Ogata didn’t even know what kind of expression to put on.

“Who are you? Where is this place?”

Ogata looked at “Ogata” with vigilant eyes, lowered his body’s center of gravity subconsciously, and raised his hand to touch his left waist, but he felt empty – his left waist was empty.

“Don’t be nervous. I’m not the enemy.”

“Ogata” waved his hand to Ogata, then raised his right hand, Mosuo rubbed his chin in thought.

“To explain to you who I am… a little too hard to explain. Simply put, you can think of me as another you.”

“I am you, and you are me.”

“As for where it is…I don’t need to explain it, right?”

“This is the Sakakihara Sword Museum.”

Having said that, he held the wooden knife in his right hand and put his left hand on his hips, and looked at the ceiling above his head with nostalgic eyes, and then looked at the ground under his feet.

“This is where our ‘dream’ begins.”

“After crossing into this era, the first place I saw when I opened my eyes was this Sakakihara Sword Museum.”

The words “Ogata” were like a spell with special magic power, causing Ogata’s complexion to change suddenly.

He is a traveler-this is Ogata’s biggest secret, and he has never told anyone his secret, including A-cho.

The “Ogata” in front of him casually revealed the biggest secret about him.

(I am you, you are me)

The words “Ogata” said to him just now automatically echoed in Ogata’s mind again.

And the voice of “Ogata” has not completely fallen yet, only to hear him continue:

“The days of learning swords at the Sakakihara Sword Museum were also the calmest and most carefree time since I traveled.”

“Everyday life is going to work and practicing swordsmanship.”

“There are few bad things in life other than money.”

“Having a stable residence, not being wanted by the whole country, not being unable to show their true colors, and not having so many messy enemies.”

“It’s a pity… this beautiful life was ruined not long after.”

As soon as the words “Ogata” fell, Ogata suddenly felt a flower in front of him!

The Sakakihara Sword Hall at the foot is like a piece of burnt plastic, the ceiling, walls, floor… everything is melting and twisting.

Before Ogata could exclaim, the Sakakihara Sword Hall under his feet melted and reorganized into a new scene.

A rather rowdy new scene.

“He’s running out of strength! Quick! Surround him!”

“He ran towards you!”

“Come on!”

…

Hearing these somewhat familiar shouts, Ogata was stunned, turned his head quickly, and glanced around.

Another place…a familiar place to Ogata.

Ogata looked in the direction where the shouts came from.

He saw the third self.

The third “he” was holding a pair of swords, fighting **** battles, fighting with hundreds of samurai warriors one after another.

And not far from the battlefield, sitting on a large rock in Songpingyuan, as if watching an outstanding performance, while watching with relish how his subordinates risked their lives to fight for him, while Show a happy smile.

“This is the first fierce battle we have experienced since we came to the Edo period.”

The wooden sword in “Ogata”‘s hand had disappeared at this moment, and he turned his hands behind his back and stood beside Ogata, looking at the **** battlefield not far away together with Ogata.

“Fighting hundreds of samurai with one’s own strength… Oh, it’s really a shame that we had such a crazy idea back then.”

“Ah, I almost forgot to say it – you can now understand that we are both watching a movie.”

“The ‘me’ who is fighting with the subordinates of Matsudaira Gennai, or Matsudaira Gennai and their subordinates, we can see them, they can’t see us, and can’t touch us.”

“So don’t think about rushing over to support yourself.”

“…I feel like my brain can’t turn around.” Ogata closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face, “What the **** is this place…why did I suddenly get out of Sakakihara sword? The pavilion is moved here.”

“Ugh…!” – At this moment, a scream came into Ogata’s ears.

There should be no one who is more familiar with this voice than Ogata—because it is his own voice.

He opened his eyes and raised his head to look at the battlefield not far away – the third “he” accidentally revealed a flaw due to the decline in physical strength, allowing the enemy to slash his left shoulder.

The pain in the left shoulder caused the third “Ogata” to involuntarily let out a low pain.

Ever since he drew his sword and rushed towards the hundreds of warriors, he had suffered from such injuries for a long time.

The body was covered in bruises and blood gurgled out, dyeing the clothes on his body into blood, his physical strength slumped, and his hands and feet were no longer obeying orders.

He was almost out of power to fight, but his eyes were still crowded with countless enemies.

The battle situation… no matter how you look at it, it has already been decided.

However, this “Ogata” who had just taken a knife on his left shoulder did not show any timidity or fear.

Even if he is already scarred.

Even if he doesn’t seem to have any chance of winning.

He still kept his eyes wide open as if there were flames burning inside, and stubbornly slashed the knife in his hand towards the enemy in front of him.

“…You didn’t know at that time that you were about to make your first breakthrough, and you didn’t know that you were about to enter the ‘realm of no-self’.”

Standing beside Ogata, “Ogata” with his hands behind his back, slowly turned around and asked in a tone like an interrogation:

“The battle situation at that time was desperate no matter how you looked at it.”

“But why don’t you want to put down the knife in your hand?”

“Why hasn’t the light in your eyes dissipated?”

Facing the calm gaze cast by “Ogata”, Ogata was stunned, and then slowly turned his gaze back to the “self” who was still fighting with blood in front of him.

“…because I didn’t want to lose like that,” he said.

“Why don’t you want to lose?” The other asked himself.

“…if I lose…”

Ogata lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head again and looked at the “self” who was fighting **** with a firm gaze.

“…If I just fell like this, I don’t know how long this beast in Songping Yuannei will be at large, and how many innocent people will be poisoned by him. The grievances of the dead victims, I don’t know how long it will take to be redressed.”

“So I can’t go down.”

“No matter how much pain I suffer…I can’t fall!”

“Ogata” showed a happy smile as if he was very satisfied with Ogata’s answer.

Immediately after—the scene around Ogata melts, twists, reassembles into a new scene again.

This new scene is very hot.

Another scene that is quite familiar to Ogata – Nijo Castle in Kyoto.

Ogata looked forward, and sure enough, he looked at himself again.

On the castle tower of Nijo Castle, which is now in chaos, he once again fought to the death with the ninjas in Shiranui and the madmen who tried to blow up the capital.

As for “Ogata”, he was still smiling and stood beside Ogata with his hands behind his back.

“Kyoto is a very memorable city for us.”

“Here, we meet A-cho again.”

“When I saw A-cho on the street, I was really overjoyed.”

“Ogata” smirked and poked Ogata’s flank with his elbow.

“After all, we already had a good impression of A-cho at that time.”

“People in the world must never have imagined that the famous Ogata, who is also a layman, would fall in love at first sight with girls who fit his aesthetics.”

“When I first met A-cho on Butterfly Island, I was fascinated by A-cho. If it wasn’t for being fascinated by A-cho, you might not have agreed to A-cho’s invitation to form a team. Cho is an ugly girl, you don’t care about people.”

Being told the truth about why he agreed to form a team with A-Machi in the first place—although the person who told the truth was “himself”, he still couldn’t help but make Ogata look embarrassed.

And “Ogata” seems to be looking at Ogata’s embarrassed expression, and then he broke Ogata’s little secret. To the front, the battlefield was almost surrounded by flames.

“This is our second hard fight.”

“On the castle tower of Nijo Castle, which was devoured by the fire, confront the ninjas in Shiranui and the thugs who are trying to make Kyoto a dead city.”

“Ha, this should also be our highest-level battlefield so far.”

“Battle on the castle tower of Nijo Castle in Kyoto.”

“It was another tough fight where I almost died several times.”

“You could have avoided this battle.”

“But why did you finally choose to draw a knife?”

“…Because I want to protect A-cho.” Ogata’s answer this time was much faster than the previous answer, “A-cho who defected from Shiranui, is being chased by the pursuers of Shiranui.”

“And those chasing soldiers are now gathered in Nijo Castle in Kyoto, serving as guards for those who are having a banquet in Nijo Castle.”

“That night, that Nijo Castle, was the only chance I had to kill all of A-ding’s pursuers in one go.”

“If you miss this opportunity, God knows what those chasing soldiers will do to A-Ming.”

“So… I don’t want to miss this opportunity to kill them all.”

“Protect A-cho…” “Ogata” nodded with a smile, “What else? The reason why you attacked Nijo Castle in one go is not just for A-cho?”

Ogata pursed his lips, thinking and remembering.

But before he thought for long, “Ogata” interrupted his thinking with a smile.

“I’ll answer it for you this time.”

“To protect those innocent people in Kyoto, right?”

“Ogata” added a “right?” at the end of the sentence, but the tone did not have the tone of an interrogative sentence, it used the tone of an affirmative sentence.

“The capital of that night was almost blown away by those lunatics.”

“If the thugs who plan to destroy the capital are really allowed to succeed, then how many innocent people in the capital will die tragically.”

“So, you decided to lead the thugs who were planning to burn down Kyoto and attack you to the most conspicuous building in Kyoto: Nijo Castle, and kill these thugs and A-cho’s pursuers at the same time.”

“At the same time, it is also the belief in protecting A-cho and the people of Kyoto that supports you in defeating all enemies on Nijo Castle.”

“…You seem to know me better than I do.” Ogata pursed his lips and said softly.

“From a certain point of view – it is true.” “Ogata” smiled.

The surrounding scene melts, distorts, recomposes into a new scene again at this moment.

This new scene is very cold.

“Is it the Red Moon Fortress this time…” Ogata looked down at the city wall under his feet.

“It’s very, very familiar to us here.” “Ogata” seems to have a different personality than Ogata, he seems to be more cheerful, with a smile almost always on his face, “After all We were here not long ago and had a drink with the Ainu people.”

At this time, the two of them were standing on the inner city wall of the Red Moon Fortress.

Surrounded by the clansmen of the Red Moon Fortress who are standing guard.

They are all staring at the seemingly endless Shogunate military camp outside the city with vigilant eyes.

“This battle… is our third battle. It is also the largest battle.”

“Ogata” put his hands on the battlements in front, looked at the military camp outside the city, and then said in a playful tone:

“Fighting against the 10,000 troops of the shogunate… Ha, before we fought only a hundred enemies at most.”

“And in this battle, we actually fought an army of tens of thousands in one breath.”

“After this war, people in future generations should always remember it — during the Kansei period in Japan, there was a swordsman who could defeat even the shogunate’s army.”

“…Aren’t you going to ask me why I risked against the 10,000 army of the shogunate?” Ogata walked slowly to “Ogata”.

“As expected of me. You got the answer right.” The smile on “Ogata”‘s face became brighter, “What are you doing this time, fighting this kind of battle that ordinary people don’t even dare to think about?”

“This time, it’s also to protect A-cho.” Ogata responded without hesitation, “A-cho was healing in this Red Moon Fortress at that time, and she needed to be cared for for a long time. During this time, she couldn’t move… “

Before Ogata’s words were finished, “Ogata” interrupted his words:

“In addition to protecting A-cho, what else? What’s another reason?”

Ogata paused.

After a pause, Ogata lowered his head slightly, pondering.

And “Ogata” also patiently put his hands behind his back this time, quietly waiting for Ogata’s answer with a faint smile on his face.

It was not long before I heard Ogata say in a low voice:

“…and for everyone in the Red Moon Fortress who helped me a lot.”

A bright smile appeared on “Ogata”‘s face.

He took Ogata’s words:

“The reason why we chose to face the 10,000 shogunate army is not only to protect A-cho who currently needs to rest in the Red Moon Fortress for a while.”

“It’s also for the Red Moon Fortress.”

“The Ainu people living in this fortress have given us a lot of help.”

“Help us find Xuanzheng and Xuanzhi.”

“When A-machi was seriously injured and needed urgent treatment, it was they who provided A-machi with medicines, which saved A-machi’s life in disguise.”

“In order to protect A-Ming, and to repay our kindness, we mounted our horses, took up our swords, and launched a desperate blow against the 10,000-strong army of the shogunate.”

“We have always held the sword tightly for various reasons to protect important people, to have a simple sense of justice, to repay our benefactors who have been kind to us, and for various other reasons.”

“At the same time, we have won these tough battles without the support of these beliefs.”

The surrounding screen turned again.

Ogata looked around – he and “Hara Ogata” returned to the beginning: Sakakihara Kenkan.

“Ogata Yoshiki. How did you feel after watching the scene just now?”

“Did you feel that the self just now was really ugly?”

“Ogata”, who has always loved to laugh, has been smiling all the time, but at this moment there is no smile on his face.

With a very solemn expression, he looked closely at Ogata.

“It’s just being hunted down by Toyotomi’s army, and it’s just being tortured to death by the ‘undead poison’.”

“That’s all, you just thought that ‘death is a relief’. Is the torment of the ‘undead poison’ too strong, making your willpower weak?”

Hearing the words of “Original Ogata”, Ogata subconsciously wanted to argue.

And he found out—he had no way of arguing.

After he fainted just now and before he came to this inexplicable place, he who mistakenly thought he was about to die was really thinking that “death is also a relief for him”, and deep down, he did have some points… …fortunately…

“Not long ago, you swore to Isshika: Even if it was extremely painful, you would not bow your head to death. It didn’t take long before you actually thought, ‘It’s better to die, to be relieved’. What a laugh. It’s gone!”

The words of “Ogata” became more and more intense and severe.

On the other hand, Ogata, like a child being lectured by his parents, stared blankly at “Ogata” who was still giving his speech.

“I still don’t know how A-cho and the others are. The worst case is that they are also attacked by Toyotomi.”

“The people of Toyotomi have destroyed Osaka beyond recognition, and I don’t know how many people died at their hands.”

“And now, Toyotomi’s army is surrounding us and Isshiki, wanting to kill us, and Isshiki is also implicated by us.”

“This silly girl who has been refusing to obey what we said, escaped alone, and is now planning to fight the Toyotomi army by herself and protect us as best she can.”

“Ogata Yoshiki!”

“Look at your left waist!”

“What’s hanging around your left waist now?”

The tone of “Ogata” was suddenly raised a few keys!

“Tell me! What should you do now?!”

Ogata looked down at his left waist and saw.

The left waist, which had been empty just now, now had an extra knife.

An ordinary sword with an unremarkable appearance and weight.

Looking at this unremarkable sword on his waist, Ogata’s expression first stagnated due to surprise, and then he saw determination in his pupils!

Ka!

Ogata suddenly raised his hand and pressed the handle of the knife.

The blade of this sword seemed to grow together with the handle, and Ogata had to use all his strength to pull the sword out of the scabbard little by little.

But even though the sword was so difficult to draw, Ogata did not let go of his hand.

Looking at Ogata who was pulling out the knife in his waist inch by inch, “Ogata”‘s originally twisted eyebrows ~www.mtlnovel.com~ slowly stretched out, and a smile slowly appeared in his pupils.

The smile in his eyes contained a bit of relief.

“Are you going to draw a knife?”

After asking like this, I heard him throw out a sentence that he has been throwing at him since the first meeting with Ogata——

“Why draw a knife?”

“Why?” Ogata raised his eyes and looked directly at “Ogata” with his smiling eyes,

At this time, the knife in his waist just pulled out an inch.

The cold light reflected from the blade, which was about an inch out of its sheath, reflected on Ogata’s pair of eyes that seemed to have flames burning in them!

“Because I—there’s still unfinished business!”

Bear!

The Sakakihara Dojo at the feet of him and “Ogata” suddenly burst into flames.

In the blink of an eye, the fire devoured the ceiling and walls of the dojo.

The ceilings were burned down one by one.

The knife rests and wooden knives placed on the edge of the dojo were burnt to ashes.

The smile that originally existed only in the pupils, now spread to the whole cheek – “Ogata” standing in the center of the fire, Chong Ogata smiled with relief.

“Ogata Yoshiki!”

he shouted.

“Draw the knife!”

…

…

The smell of earth kept penetrating Ogata’s nose.

He opened his eyes slowly – he fell face down on the ground, the tip of his nose stuck in the dirt.

At the moment when consciousness was hazy, a voice suddenly sounded in my mind:

【Ding! The host completely absorbs the “immortal power”! 】

A sudden system sound, like lightning in a rainy night, pierced through the darkness.

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