Chapter 148: Benizakura Sword Part 8

Chapter 148: Benizakura Sword Part 8

"Can I think that you are slandering Shinsuke-sama? You bastard!" Matako roared at Okada with a hostile expression, "Also, don't be too confident! You were able to defeat that Katsura because of Benizakura!"

"That's right, but..." Okada turned his head and smiled, "What does it have to do with that? We gathered together with that lord in order to deal with this rotten country. Then, shouldn't it become a legend? But those guys are always flashing behind us. It's really an eyesore. They are people who are in our way! It's almost time for the ancient legend to abdicate to establish a new legend!"

"That has nothing to do with you!" Matako retorted, "That's Shinsuke-sama's problem! Before he gave the order, you bastard took the initiative to attack... Do you know that Shinsuke-sama..."

"One day, we will have to fight them, right?" Okada interrupted Matako, "It's better to be early. After all, that lord must be impatient, right? That's why he could attack that monster without thinking. Also, the one standing beside that lord is no longer them, but us! Give him a proper push. This is also our mission!"

"You bastard! I..."

"Wait, Matako." Takechi Henpeita interrupted Matako and then looked at Okada, "Indeed, what you said makes sense. One day, we will fight those people. Since there is a chance to get rid of them, But... now, there is still Sir White Yaksha left. This one is for you to deal with. This is Shinsuke-sama's order."

"If you can handle it, then the matter of you taking Benizakura away without permission will be written off. The order has been delivered. Let's go, Matako."

"But, senpai..."

"This is Shinsuke-sama's order!" As he spoke, Takechi Henpeita glanced at Okada one last time and reminded him, "Also, I have a sentence that I need to remind you of. That lord does not need us to push him, because the direction he walks has never changed."

After saying that, Takechi Henpeita turned around and left. Matako also reluctantly followed Takechi Henpeita out of the door. On the way, she did not forget to turn her head and spit.

After hearing that the two of them went out and closed the door, Okada smiled darkly.

"Shinsuke's order? Did he not come personally because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and want to kill me? Or could he not let go of the feeling of cutting off his old friend with his own hands?" Thinking of this, Okada raised the corners of his mouth.

...

In the cabin, or in the sword-making factory.

Takasugi and a middle-aged man in a gray kimono stood in front of the cylindrical glass that stored Benizakura.

"This is crazy. In the era of guns, you actually made this kind of sword." Takasugi looked at the cylindrical glass in front of him and said with a chuckle.

"You want to use this to subvert Bakufu? Your Excellency is also very crazy to brag like this!"

It was Murata Tetsuya, Tetsuko's elder brother.

"Those who can realize their bragging words can be called true heroes." Takasugi was not upset, and replied unhurriedly, "I don't brag about the bulls that can't be realized. But... as expected of the eldest son of renowned swordsmith Murata Jintetsu. I didn't expect you to create such a terrible guy."

"I've heard the saying that the disciple surpasses the master, but you seem to be even better. Your Excellency wants the world to see that the samurai and the sword have not been completely destroyed, right?"

"I have no interest in what you are planning and what you want to do!" Tetsuya looked at Takasugi with his arms crossed and said, "Swordsmiths just make swords that can [cut]!"

As he spoke, Tetsuya took a step forward and placed his hand on the cylindrical glass. He then said, "There is only one thing I want to do! Let this sword have nothing that can not be cut!"

...

Katsura's house-shaped ship.

"I didn't expect Katsura-san to have such a thing..." Shinpachi stood on the house-shaped ship and said with some emotion.

Next to the house-shaped ship are two other battleships with cannons.

"After all, we used to be radicals who wanted to turn the country's future by force," explained a Jouishishi, "But Katsura-san abandoned this idea recently and wanted to find another way to change this country. Takasugi should be angry with Katsura-san who parted ways with him in life, so he..."

"As a qualified strategist, I have studied all those people one by one. Although that person has never acknowledged his identity, but... perhaps now it can be defined. Lord Kawaki is a Yato." Takechi Henpeita replied.

"Shut your mouths!" Kagura lowered her head and muttered, "You are not qualified to call Little Uncle by his name! He... he protected my home, but you... I want to kill... kill that Takaji!!"

As she spoke, Kagura raised her head and revealed a sinister smile. Obviously, she was already on the verge of losing her mind. At the same time, her hand began to twist continuously, trying to break free from the iron chain that bound her hand.

"It's useless. This is one of the hardest metals in space. Even if you are a Yato, you can't break free." Takechi Henpeita said.

"Well, no matter what identity it is, there is no other way except to kill it, right? Since you can't do it, then let me do it." Saying this, Matako took two steps forward and took out her gun to put it on Kagura's head.

"Go to hell!"

Matako was just about to press the trigger, but she was kicked away by Kagura.

Boom!!!

Matako fell straight into the wall on the side, and the entire wall shattered.

"Cough cough," Matako covered her chest and got up, "This loathsome girl! She actually!"

As she spoke, she was about to pull the trigger on Kagura again.

However, right at this moment, a voice sounded from behind Matako...

"You... What are you going to do to her?" Gintoki tried hard to suppress his anger. He pointed the wooden sword at Matako's head and whispered.

"Gin-chan!!"

Only then did Kagura finally regain her senses from the brink of collapse. She shouted loudly, and then her tears fell like rain.

...

Ten minutes ago, Gintoki came to the shore. It was the second half of the night, and there was no light except for the moonlight.

Takasugi's ship was docked on the shore, and there were several ronin patrolling on the shore.

However, Gintoki did not intend to sneak in, but...

"Who are you!" A group of ronin surrounded Gintoki, and a ronin spoke.

Gintoki, on the other hand, lowered his head and did not speak.

"He is White Yaksha!" A ronin recognized Gintoki and shouted.

"What are you doing here at a time like this?"

Finally, Gintoki raised his head and said in a voice that could not distinguish emotions, "Takasugi is here?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you saying?"

"So didn't I say it already? Where is that bastard Takasugi?"

As he shouted, Gintoki directly rushed forward.