Anime: Ashura from Killing Akame

After organizing his words, his CPU was about to smoke, and under Akame's sincere and expectant gaze, Tatsumi spoke.

"In my hometown, there is a saying that goes, 'If you can't even clean your own house, how can you clean up the world?' If I can't even take this small step, how can I talk about ambition and serving the country and the people?"

“When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry.”

"I know your concerns and good intentions, but the country is in crisis and millions of people are waiting to be rescued. As a member of the country, how can I sit back and do nothing?"

"A real man stands between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for long? I have made up my mind, even if this road is full of thorns, full of dangers, and full of misunderstandings from the world. Even if I am killed the next day and hung in front of the gallows and exposed on the street, I will never regret it!!!"

[Get deep recognition from Akagi, gain 5000 experience points]

Oh my god, five thousand experience points.

Tatsumi couldn't help but laugh.

However, this smile fell into Chitong's eyes.

Become a person who is not afraid of death and accepts it with pleasure.

So the imagination is the most deadly.

The two were clearly talking about the same topic, but their ideas were completely different and they were not on the same channel at all times.

"Since you have such awareness, I won't advise you anymore."

"Welcome to Night Raid, my name is Akahime."

Akame stretched out her hand and gave her name, expressing her recognition of Tatsumi.

"Tazmi."

Tatsumi stretched out his hand and shook hands with Akame.

The pure, gentle and boneless touch described in the novel did not appear.

What he felt was a pair of hands covered with calluses from frequent use of knives.

As expected, novels are all lies.

ntThe author always likes to make things look better, the so-called literary and artistic sentiment.

He let go of her hand, and there was tenderness in her red eyes, unlike the first time they met when she was aloof and unwilling to reveal her inner indifference.

Of course, this is not love either.

Just listen to stories about love at first sight, but don't let yourself be drawn to them.

It's more of a concern for one's companions.

"Tatsumi, do you have any luggage to pack? If so, I'll help you pack it and take you to meet our companions later."

Tatsumi took a look.

A sword.

A large backpack.

It seems there is nothing to clean up.

"It's not that there are too many things, but my clothes are too dirty. I'll change my clothes first."

Tatsumi took out a change of clothes from his large backpack.

The familiar khaki-colored clothes are very rustic and distinctive.

No wonder Alia could tell at a glance that he was a country boy from out of town.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Akahiko responded.

"Wait for me in the room?"

Tatsumi put his hands on the corner of his clothes and was about to take off his clothes when he remembered that there was a girl in the room.

"Well, hurry up, our companions are still waiting outside."

Akame urged.

"Row."

Tatsumi remembered that Akame was particularly slow in understanding the differences between men and women.

It may have something to do with her childhood experiences.

At the age of five, he was sold to a killer organization and trained as a machine.

Then it was killing, carrying out missions, and endless killing.

Growing up in such a harsh environment, my emotions are somewhat flawed.

Thinking that Akame started killing people when she was less than ten years old, Tatsumi felt inexplicably distressed.

He was in his twenties and was so frightened when it was his first time killing someone.

It’s really hard to imagine how helpless the young Akagi felt when he was forced to kill.

In front of Akahime, Tatsumi took off his clothes.

Even Akagi doesn't mind, so why should he be ashamed?

It’s not like he hasn’t stripped naked in front of women before.

Shenzhen, Luohu Village, Vietnamese girl.

Looking back on the past, it’s better not to mention it.

Quickly changing his clothes and discarding the bloodstained clothes that could no longer be worn, Tatsumi put on his backpack, picked up the iron sword and looked at Akame, "I'm done."

Akahime nodded and walked out carrying Murasame.

Tatsumi followed behind Akame.

After passing through the dark corridor filled with the smell of blood, the two came out of the room.

At this time, many corpses had fallen in the manor.

In front of Tatsumi, a guard with a ferocious face and sword raised rushed towards him.

"Tatsumi, you are such a traitor! Miss Alia has been so good to you, yet you actually hooked up with this evil thief? Do you think you are doing this to Miss Alia?!"

Tatsumi looked at the guard calmly.

He had seen this guard before, he often followed Alia.

Based on his years of experience, he could tell that the guard had different emotions towards Alia.

Maybe that's why he was so angry with himself.

Thinking of this, Tatsumi couldn't help but feel a chill.

He knew that Alia had a sadistic habit, but he still liked her.

This person is either a pervert or mentally ill.

"Akagami, let me do it."

Holding down Akame who had drawn his sword, Tatsumi swung his sword without hesitation.

Cold light flickered.

The guard was cut in half along with his sword.

Blood splattered everywhere.

This time, Tatsumi naturally turned his head to avoid it.

One is born, the second is cooked.

As for killing people, you just have to overcome the hurdle in your heart.

You will become skilled.

"So fast!"

Akahime's eyes shrank, shocked by Tatsumi's superb swordsmanship.

But soon he became confused again.

She remembered that Tatsumi's sword was not as sharp as it is now.

As for the reason.

Of course, it’s because after Tatsumi gained experience, he immediately added it to his swordsmanship.

Why keep it? There's no interest.

Can't you use it earlier?

In this world where human life is worthless, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

Strength is the foundation for everything.

[Host: Tatsumi]

【能力：阿修罗LV1(1000/100)，剑术LV10（/6271），厨艺LV3（300/50）】

[Special: Protagonist Halo (Limited Time)]

【Experience: 0】

After his swordsmanship was raised to level ten, it was as if he had crossed a watershed.

The experience points required for upgrading suddenly soared from a few hundred to thousands to tens of thousands.

Tatsumi was originally unhappy, thinking that the experience gap was not worth it and he was not mentally prepared at all. If he had known this, he might as well have added it to Ashura.

Until he suddenly discovered and comprehended something called sword energy...

Suddenly I felt it was worth it.

Sword energy is a good thing.

It has power and its quality has been raised to a higher level.

The sword in the guard's hand is made of similar materials as the sword in his hand.

After all, Tatsumi came from the countryside, and although he was a blacksmith, it was impossible for him to forge a magical weapon with limited materials.

But why could his sword easily cut off the guard's sword?

A big part of the reason is that there is sword energy attached to it.

People who don't know the truth may mistakenly think that this is a minister's or emperor's weapon.

For example, Akame was staring at the ordinary sword in Tatsumi's hand and fell into deep thought.

This sword...it looks like an ordinary sword no matter how you look at it?