Konoha's Ninja Successor

The preliminary round of warriors ended, and the square gradually returned to tranquility.

After reading the speech with a knife, he temporarily left the scene and found Mifune, who had been waiting for a long time.

"With the knife, how are you doing?" Mifune asked after taking a sip of tea.

"Mifune-sama, there are really many outstanding samurai seedlings this time, especially that guy Luqiu. His strength has indeed improved a lot in the past four years, and now I am afraid that I am no longer his opponent. In addition, the guy named Ximen Fubuki's ninja strength is even more terrifying, and I still can't see through him." Dai Dao put his helmet and katana aside, and there was no trace of joy or anger on his face when reporting the information.

Mifune on the side frowned and sighed quietly.

"Mifune-sama..." Seeing Mifune sighing, Kato asked with worry on his face.

"It seems that there will definitely be a battle between Luqiu and that ninja in the future. I am really worried that Luqiu will offend the other party and get killed."

"what do you mean..."

Mifune touched his beard, looked directly at Dao Dao and said: "Your vision is not wrong. The current Luqiu is definitely no match for Ximen Chuixue. His inner demons are still bothering him. No matter how much his strength increases in this state, , is also very limited, because he has lost the faith that a samurai values ​​most.”

"Sooner or later, the murderer who killed the Daimyo Princess will pay the price for his actions. At that time, Luqiu will definitely regain his original intention and become an outstanding warrior like his father." The moment Dai Dao mentioned the murderer, his eyes flashed. There was a hint of strong murderous intention, and it was obvious that he was well aware of the situation in Luqiu.

"What happened four years ago had a great shadow on him. The daimyo is still troubled by nightmares. It is much harder to regain the lost faith than you think. At present, we can only take one step at a time."

Mifune recalled when he was young and lost to the demigod Sansho Hanzo. At that time, he has stuck to his faith to this day and has been pursuing the goal of defeating his Sansho Hanzo.Unexpectedly, judging from a series of intelligence collected by Mifune's people a few years ago, it turned out that the man who defeated him and taught him to persist in his faith had also forgotten his original intention at some point and turned into a living puppet without faith.

"Bring a sword and keep an eye out. If Luqiu is in danger, try to save his life, even if it is against the samurai's spirit of fair duel." Mifune said with determination. Luqiu's father and Mifune were close friends. , now Mifune must also protect the blood of his friend.

"Yes! Mifune-sama!"

......

I am very ordinary...

As a samurai, he was not worthy of being called his father's son, the father who was known as Blade Demon.

Among the descendants of the daimyo's guardian samurai, I am the weakest in talent and strength. I hate myself even more...

"Weak, timid, and only know how to escape! If you don't work hard, you can't do anything. As my son, you must at least keep the faith in your heart!"

At this time, an extremely stern word came, and my father's serious and cold face appeared in front of me. However, unlike the cold words, the palm on my young self's shoulder was very warm.

At that moment... I seemed to understand what was most important. Since then, I have stopped being decadent and have continued to practice sword skills.Later, I also mastered the so-called chakra that all ninjas have, and used it in sword skills. I caught up with other peers and became a genius.

I was recognized by the Daimyo Lord and designated as the guardian warrior of the Daimyo Princess. At that time, I met the most beautiful girl in the world, and I also swore to protect her to the death.

The Daimyo Princess seems to like me as a guard very much. She treats me more like a childhood sweetheart than a guard. I am very happy to realize this, and even have a little joy and fantasy.

The good times didn't last long. When I was ten years old, my father was killed by ninjas during a battle surrounding the daimyo. The murderer also fled the Land of Iron.When my mother heard about her father's death, she committed suicide by taking poison.A wonderful family, and now I am the only one left.

I began to hate groups like ninjas. I spent all day thinking about how to avenge my father and personally kill the ninja who killed my father. For this reason, I practiced swordsmanship desperately to increase my strength.

Fortunately, the princess was willing to understand my emotions. She asked the daimyo to give her the best training conditions. The daimyo was deeply aware of his father's desperate protection, so he directly ordered the appointment of the samurai general Mifune to personally teach me the swordsmanship.

When I was 15 years old, I finally found the ninja who killed my father. With the information from Mifune and other samurai, I went alone to kill the ninja from the Fuma clan.

From the moment I killed the ninja, I finally felt relieved.Even though I later learned that the ninja I killed was not the real murderer of my father, but at most an accomplice, it turned out that the murderer of my father had been beheaded by Mifune himself at the moment he killed his father.Only then did I realize that all of this was Mifune's painstaking effort, and Mifune did this just to free himself from the whirlpool of revenge.

I am not angry, I have taken it lightly, and I have found a new goal in my life, and that is the Daimyo Princess.

Princess Daimyo rejected her father's proposed marriage. She expressed her love to me. I also sincerely like this girl who has been with me for many years. If there is no status gap, I would like to marry her directly.

However, daimyo would not let their daughters marry their sons just because they sacrificed their lives for protecting each other. The status gap between samurai and daimyo princesses was huge.

Knowing the disparity in status, I gave up. This was also for the sake of the princess' happiness.But the daimyo princess did not give up. She pretended to agree to the marriage and publicly rejected the daimyo prince's expression of love, and ran away from the marriage.

The relationship between the daimyo and the daimyo of the neighboring country was also at loggerheads, but in the end, the common interests of the two countries did not allow the two countries to break up, and the marriage turmoil gradually subsided.

The persistence of the princess made the daimyo give up the use of force. However, the daimyo was also unwilling to let his daughter marry a samurai, so the marriage was postponed.

The guard of the Daimyo Princess has also changed, and she has been assigned to other positions. However, the Daimyo Princess has always ignored the obstruction of others and often came to see me.

As time went by, I understood her determination. I wanted to work hard for her, and I wanted to break through the class gap and start a family with her.

But when I found my goal in life and continued to work hard, a powerful ninja wearing a mask killed the daimyo princess in front of my eyes and cut off the princess's head with his own hands.

I tried to take revenge, but my strength was too weak for him. If Mifune and other samurai hadn't arrived, I would have died long ago.

Ninja...Ninja again...

My relatives were taken away, my lover was taken away, everything I had, including my beliefs...all were taken away by the ninja.

I want to kill the ninja who killed the princess, and I want revenge. Before that, I need strength. I need to have more power than that ninja.

I continued to hone myself and left the Kingdom of Iron privately to challenge powerful ninjas and kill them!

Before killing that masked ninja, other ninjas are stepping stones for me to become stronger. I hate the ninja group deeply...

Killing tends to drive me crazy, and I need to stay absolutely calm to ensure that my hand holding the knife does not shake and that the speed of my knife is not affected.

In order to have sustenance for my soul, I pinned my thoughts on the princess on paintings. Over the years, I have become proficient in painting, and I can now draw the princess's appearance and clothing.

But... none of my paintings can make up for the princess's face. It turns out... I have forgotten the princess's smile, or I can no longer draw that sweet smile.

I was so distraught that I frantically wanted to draw a complete picture of the Daimyo Princess, but in the end I couldn't get it.

Between the scenes of the Hojo River, there were countless pictures of human figures whose faces could not be drawn.

Viewers marveled at the graceful figure of the woman in the painting, but all regretted that the author could not draw a beauty that matched the figure...

Luqiu slowly opened his eyes. He fell asleep at some point, as if he had had a long dream. The hand holding the knife was still cold.

"Are you awake? Judging from your painful expression, you must have had a nightmare..." Shimura Teru stood in front of Luqiu at some point and said with a chuckle.

Luqiu was startled, and then the surprised look on his face turned into a melancholic one again. He stood up slowly and said, "I just dreamed about some things in the past."

"Really..." Shimura Teru didn't say anything more, but looked away.

Shimura Teru had already seen the strangeness in Luqiu. He had seen too many people like Luqiu. After all, he had experienced war and was also a person who had tasted pain.