v2 Chapter 2： Don't speak ill of others behind their backs

I have to say that samurai is really a group of very unfriendly guys, this is true for outsiders, and the same is true for the residents of the country.

The samurai class is already the ruling class in Wano country, even if they are not generals or daimyo retainers, these swordsmanship masters with extraordinary power are not comparable to ordinary civilians, they are a privileged class, whether it is Everyone sees it this way, whether it's the samurai class, the commoners, or even the daimyo generals, everyone holds the same view, and no one thinks there is anything wrong.

The solidification of class is unheard of in this country, where rulers are always rulers, nobles are always nobles, the descendants of daimyo are daimyo, the descendants of generals are generals, the descendants of samurai are samurai, and the descendants of commoners are It is really not easy for civilians to climb up.

Swordsmanship, learning swordsmanship is the only way for commoners to become nobles, but swordsmanship is not easy to learn. Swordsmanship is a family heirloom treasure of samurai, and it is the only foundation to ensure that future generations can continue to enjoy privileges. Few people are willing to share it.

Of course, since it is very few, there are also some. There is still such a thing as a swordsmanship school in this country. The establishment of the school is also the vision of many powerful warriors. The Kendokan that was born from this is a place where commoners can get access to swordsmanship. The only way, but unfortunately, what these swordsman masters who can establish a school need are only swordsmen who can inherit and even further the swordsmanship of their own school, and ordinary civilians will not meet the requirements at all, let alone , the kendo hall is also charged, and ordinary civilians can't afford it at all.

And because of the perennial seclusion and isolation of the country, the commoners don't even have the opportunity to go out to sea. The only choice they can choose is to stay in this country for the rest of their lives, and only to be like their elders, silently born and then silently die. That said, a country where people have no dreams is really the worst country.

As civilians, they can only choose to be ruled.

Therefore, when Kenjiro turned his head, he slumped on the ground instantly, his face was covered in cold sweat, there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, and there was only endless fear and despair.

He knew deeply that his life would come to an end today, because he was facing a samurai, a samurai who wanted to try his sword on him, because he got a good The samurai who wanted to test the knife on a living person would never keep their hands because the object of the knife test was a human being, or, in other words, it was because the object was a human being that they would be more excited.

There is a gap between the warrior class and the commoners. Except for their own relatives, no one will care about the life and death of a commoner.

"Hey hahahaha!!"

The unknown samurai laughed so recklessly, the hair on the top of his head was shaved, with a bun on the back of his head, he was wearing a blue kimono, a pair of clogs on his feet, and a long knife slung around his waist. , is the image of a standard samurai.

"You know the current affairs very well! You didn't run away like the guys in front of you!"

"Hey hahahaha! That's fine!"

"Da da da!"

The samurai walked slowly in front of Kenjiro, and pulled out the long sword at his waist. The dim moonlight fell on the blade, reflecting some coquettish brilliance. The samurai stretched out his tongue and licked the long sword, smiling, " I'll give you a good time! I won't torture you like the guys in front of you!"

"Don't worry, my sword is very fast! This uncle's swordsmanship is also superb! It will never make you feel pain!"

"no no…"

As if awakened by the words of the samurai, Kenjiro burst into tears in an instant, tears and snot pouring out of his nostrils and eye sockets, his body kept shrinking back, and the whole person was already extremely frightened.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it!!"

The samurai was not angry because of Kenjiro's begging for mercy, but he laughed with satisfaction, his expression extremely frantic, "That's it! I think there is something wrong! It turns out that you are missing your wailing! Killing without crying is meaningless!"

"Hey hahahaha!!"

"You can be proud! Civilian, your death has contributed to the progress of this uncle's swordsmanship!"

The samurai smiled and raised his sword,

"When you arrive in the kingdom of heaven, remember to show off to others! You actually helped a samurai! This is a great credit that most people would never even dare to think of!"

As a samurai, in this kingdom of samurai, climbing up is the swordsmanship you rely on. If you keep getting stronger, you will climb higher and become a higher-level ruler. Therefore, keep fighting with others and keep improving yourself. The swordsmanship is what these samurai want to do most.

"Hey hahahahaha!!"

The samurai smiled, and the shining blade was already swung down.

"No, no, no ah ah ah!!"

Kenjiro has no intention of resisting at all. At such a critical moment of life and death, all he does is put his hands on his head, close his eyes and shout, cry and cry. As a civilian, he cannot resist a samurai. Such a dogma has always been in his mind.

"Ding!!"

Some Kiyoshi's voice sounded in front of Kenjiro.

Kenjiro held his head and waited for a long time, the pain in his imagination did not appear on him, he opened his eyes, and a man appeared in front of him.

"Oh, it's really very ethnic!"

Vlad smiled like this, and let go of the right hand that was holding the samurai's blade. Recently, he likes this kind of action very much, especially when the opponent is a swordsman, he feels that the force is not ordinary.

"what??"

"My uncle's sword was actually used??"

The samurai looked suspicious and took a few steps backward in life, and encountered a red light crossroad on the road of life.

"Who are you? Sign up!"

The samurai shouted, holding the sword in both hands, the sword pointed straight at Vlad's chin.

"you guess!"

Vlad spread his hands and said casually, "I'll tell you if I guess right!"

"Look at your dress,"

The warrior's eyes suddenly condensed, "Is it an outsider?"

"Damn outsider! How dare you invade the kingdom of samurai!"

The samurai's emotions were suddenly aroused, "Just let you see the power of the samurai of the Wano country!!"

"What a lot of nonsense!"

Vlad suddenly spread his wings, his whole body was like lightning, and his big hands pressed directly on the warrior's face, directly pinching his face.

"I have something to ask you, come with me!"

‘Whoosh! ’

The fiery red dragon man has rushed into the sky with the samurai.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

Sitting on the ground, Kenjiro gasped heavily survived? "

He spread his hands and said in disbelief, "I, survived?"

"Hahahahaha!!"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

Like crazy, the man laughed and then cried, emotionally.

"Wait, outsider? The outsider who saved me?"

"If the daimyo is reported—"

A smile appeared on Kenjiro's face, "Then, how much reward will I get—"

"Bear!"

Flames fell from the sky and burned everything.

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