Chapter 483 – Outbound Earth (23)

Miyamoto Musashi is a master of 5th Dan in Kendo by the Japan Kendo Association. He was caught in the age limit and he just couldn’t go higher than that, but his own skill was above 8th dan.

The ability Musashi awakened and realized was true sword fighting.

In the past, a historical event that a warrior with the same name took place on Ganryu Island. Their names were similar, and their qualities were similar, so it must have been that the memory imprinted in Musashi’s mind had a significant impact on the formation of his abilities.

Upon activating his ability, Musashi becomes Miyamoto Musashi in history and fights his designated opponent. At this time, Musashi is always at a disadvantage than his opponent.

It is said that Sasaki Kojiro, who faced Musashi in history, casually wielded a long sword that was almost twice as large as Musashi’s. His height was also said to be at a level where he could wield the longsword casually.

Thus, the enemy Musashi faces always fights with longer weapons and better physical abilities.

Traditionally, in a cold weapon fight, the longer reach has an excessive advantage over the shorter one. However, so far this penalty has not been a problem.

Most modern people in the 21st century were ordinary people who did not practice martial arts, let alone black, and their better physical abilities and longer weapons were reduced to heavy sticks in front of Musashi’s overwhelming swordsmanship.

“Quaaaaagh—!”

I mean, so far. For the first time in his life, Musashi faced an opponent higher than himself. It was unbelievable that a person like this existed until now, and he fooled himself with excellent swordsmanship.

At this time, Musashi cannot escape because the opponent is stronger than him. A life-and-death battle. The excellent ability to forcibly drag any opponent and force a fight also forced the penalty that you can never escape.

Above all else— once he left this world, Musashi would be relegated to an ordinary person who was a bit good at swordsmanship. A weak being who couldn’t overcome even a yakuza with a pistol.

“Turn it off-!”
“Oh.”

Dojin grinned at Musashi, who suddenly swung his sword as if he was making a final resistance. It looks like he is swinging his sword recklessly without thinking, but in reality it is not.

In the case of a swordsman who has reached a certain level, even if he closes his eyes and seems to be wielding it casually, he will move according to the habit that he has become accustomed to.

The habit was a sword to kill humans a little more efficiently, so a slightly better level of swordsmanship than when swinging to kill Dojin.

“Heo-eok, hee-eok!”

Not knowing that his stamina was running low, Musashi recklessly swung his sword. Eventually, when his stamina started to go down, Do-jin smiled lightly and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

“End?”
“You, you child… What are you doing—”
“Me?”

Hearing Musashi’s question, Dojin thought for a moment about words to describe himself, then came up with a suitable word and recited it lightly.

“The sword god.”

And that was the nickname that Musashi was proud of.
Squeak-.
A flash of light passed by, and Musashi lost his life just like that.

* * *

Do-jin, who returned to reality as soon as he cut Musashi, looked at the vehicle right next to him. The car’s occupant, Musashi, had been decapitated in real life as he had been in the virtual world he had created.

While the driver of the vehicle was frightened at seeing the bloody Musashi, Dojin passed it on to the driver who was driving his vehicle casually.

“I go first.”
“Yes? What is that—”

The driver does not know that Do-jin is a talented person. So, when Do-jin suddenly disappeared, instead of leaving the place immediately as Do-jin had ordered, he stood there and stared blankly at the room mirror.

After leaving the driver behind, Do-jin, who moved into the car next to him, looked at the driver who was driving the car and asked.

“You, where do you belong?”
“What, what!?”

The driver skillfully drew his handgun as if he were not an ordinary person. Do-jin, who grinned nonchalantly at the sight of the gun I was aiming at, shrugged his shoulders as if asking him to try it.

Even after so much time had passed, the idea that firearms were the strongest had not easily subsided.

“Are you done?”
“Uh, what…”
“Let’s see, seeing as they use guns, they aren’t ordinary people. Where are the government agents? Then it is Japan.”

China was destroyed by Do-jin himself, and there was no reason to send agents to Do-jin from Korea.

Above all, Musashi, who was riding in the back seat. Aren’t you Japanese? It was too easy to infer that Dojin was attacked in Japan.

“It’s Japan…”

There is no bad heart. But that was also true of China. He said that he destroyed China not because he hated China, but because China hurt him.

“This monster… !”

As soon as the driver who was shooting Do-jin realized that things were going wrong, he immediately put his pistol to my head and tried to fire.

If Do-jin, who realized that it would be troublesome to find the person behind him later if he died, hadn’t stabbed him to death with a heart sword before him, his head would have exploded.

In the car with the two corpses, Dojin casually took out his smartphone.

“—Ah, it’s me, it’s me. This is the road in front of the company. Come get me.”

Duk– As soon as he hung up the phone, Do-jin’s body disappeared.
People saw the vehicle stopped in the middle of the road and started to groan loudly.

* * *

Deokgu began to recite the information about the body he had identified.

“Miyamoto Musashi. A person with abilities belonging to the Japanese special organization ‘Narukami’.”
“Narukami?”
“It seems to be an organization made in Japan… I don’t have to worry too much about it because I’m a sucker.”

Whirik- Deokgu handed over the paper and then started reciting about the people Musashi had killed.

“Mikhail Wolfgang, Alexander, Choi Hongil, Xu Zuyin, Hayase Makoto? Killed a lot They’re all superpowers.”
“Well, it’s me, I can win just by swinging a sword, but ordinary people would have died without being able to resist. I’m glad I didn’t go to you first. Hey.”
“You know I’m the only one who’s dangerous? If you look at their compatibility, even people like Seoyoon and Aram are dangerous.”

When he said the names of the children, who were no different from ordinary female college students, except for their abilities, Do-jin shook his head, saying, “It is indeed so.”

It was true that they were strong, but the psychics on Earth awakened to abilities that could easily overcome the power gap.

It’s probably the influence of excessive mana. Because the magical energy that should have spread throughout the universe of this world is pouring like mad towards the earth every moment.

“It almost got into trouble.”
“Is that so? Now that I know I have this ability, I need to prepare a countermeasure quickly. It’s the ability to downgrade the opponent to the same level as yourself…”
“It is already being prepared. Syax.”

When I handed her Musashi’s corpse to her god of magic and told her that she was under investigation, her virtuoso let out a sigh of relief.

Those with such abilities couldn’t force their abilities even on god-level beings, so with Syax’s ability, they would be able to quickly identify their weaknesses.

“Then let’s move on to the next problem.”
“What is it again?”
“Actually, this is the most important issue.”

Deokgu turned the paper over with a serious expression. There, it was written about why Musashi was aiming for Dojin.

“Member of the National Assembly Kim Se-hyeon. Well, political parties don’t matter…”

The name of a Korean politician comes up.
And next to it, documents of Japanese politicians are placed.

“Hasegawa, a Japanese politician. This is the politician who tried to kill you.”
“… What does that have to do with a person named Kim Se-hyun?”
“In Korea, they see you as a thorn in the eye. A man named Hasegawa, who realized that, made a deal to open the way to China because he would kill you… So it’s a kind of bribe solicitation.”

Japanese psychic Musashi. If it’s his ability, he can surely kill the opponent no matter how strong they are.

Japan put in the request with that thought in mind, and Korea must have accepted the request with the thought that it would be good if it worked and that it would not be a loss even if it did not.

The problem is that Musashi, whom Japan boasted, was killed in reverse without causing any damage to Do-jin, and Do-jin succeeded in digging up behind him.

“Are these bastards a bit low in intelligence? Or are you ignoring me?”
“The bastards called members of the National Assembly are like that. Because they are successful people in life who have walked on a solid road. You must think that everything will go according to your plan.”
“Dukgu, what do you think is best?”
“Oh, you ask me about that? Are you going to do what I tell you to do?”
“It should be this time. Because it’s not complicated at all. If you try to cover it easily, it could end up in big trouble.”

The easy way is to kill everyone involved. But this was a handshake in the long run.

Do-jin lacked knowledge about these political events, so he asked Deok-gu what to do. Fortunately, Deokgu had a lot of experience on how to solve the problem in this situation.

Deokgu smiled and looked at Dojin as if telling him not to regret it.

“Well then, first of all—”