Volume 4: The Undead Chapter 218: Prisoners Taking Root on the Island (Part 2)
“Huh…” The man in black let out a long sigh, “But luckily there aren’t many cannibals chasing you. If there were too many, we wouldn’t be able to help you.”
"Thank you very much for your help!"
Shichiemon, who felt that he had been saved, hurriedly thanked the man in black and others with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.
Also rushing forward to express gratitude were Shichiemon's companions.
After being chased by those cannibals, there were only 4 people left who successfully followed Shichiemon.
The man in black reacted calmly to the thanks from the people led by Shichiemon.
"Huh, I see." The man in black smiled, "Are you very grateful to us?"
The man in black had a strange tone.
Shichiemon heard something strange in the black-clothed man's tone and was about to say something when he saw the black-clothed man wave his hand. The people who had originally helped them block the cannibals immediately raised their weapons and surrounded Shichiemon and the others.
"Wait, wait!" Nanaemon said in a panic, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm not planning on doing anything." The man in black shrugged, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Soutarou, and I'm a ninja."
"You guys are the fourth batch of prisoners to land on the island, right?"
"We are all prisoners who came to the island in the first few batches. In a sense, we are your predecessors."
"The first few groups of people... who landed on the island?" Shichiemon's face showed astonishment.
"Are you surprised?" Shichiemon, who called himself Soutarou, sneered, "Didn't you expect that so many of the prisoners who landed on the island earlier are still alive?"
"Then let me tell you one more thing - I was one of the first people to land on the island. I have lived on this island for a long time."
"The assistance we just provided was not free."
"We saved your lives, and you saved ours in return—that's fair, isn't it?"
"What are you going to ask us to do?" Despite trying hard to stay calm, Shichiemon's voice was still trembling slightly with fear and nervousness.
"Don't be nervous!" Soutarou patted Shichiemon's shoulder affectionately, "We won't do anything to you. What we ask you to do will actually be very beneficial to you."
"We ask only one thing of you - join us."
Soutarou opened his arms towards Shichiemon.
"The reason why we have survived till now is because of our solidarity, mutual assistance and cooperation."
"We are now gathering as much combat power as possible."
"After you join us, besides having less freedom, you will also be able to obtain the most scarce thing on this island - safety!"
"So..." Soutarou said with a smile, "What are your choices?"
Shichiemon glanced at the dangling swords around him and cursed in his heart:
——What is our choice!
——Is there any choice?!
——If we dare to say even a word of "no", he will kill us without hesitation!
Although Shichiemon had already started cursing in his heart, his appearance was completely opposite to what he was thinking.
Shichiemon bowed to Soutarou with a smile on his face, and then said respectfully:
"I'll join! Please let me join! I've always wanted to join a big team like this! I've had enough of this life of fear!"
After Shichiemon took the lead in expressing his opinion, the rest of his companions around him also rushed to express their willingness to join.
Looking at Shichiemon and the others who "voluntarily" joined, Soutarou smiled happily:
"That's right! Then - I will take you back to our base camp and let you meet our boss first!"
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"Dead end?!"
On the rainy night of the first day on the island, Heijuro, a thief who only knew how to steal, was invited by Shibaemon to join his team. Unfortunately, he got separated from Shibaemon and his friends while escaping from the cannibals.
What's even more unfortunate is that he was lost, and two ogres were chasing him relentlessly.
What was even more unfortunate was that besides being relentlessly pursued by two ogres, he was also unlucky enough to have run into a dead end.
Heijuro looked at the dead end in front of him in despair for a few times, and then looked at the two cannibals that were pressing towards him from behind in despair.
Then, with tears in his eyes, he drew the knife from his waist.
At this moment, the only thing that could bring Heijuro a little sense of security was holding the knife tightly in his hand.
Although he was ready to die, Heijuro couldn't help but pray in his heart:
——Oh God...! Oh Buddha...! Anyone can do it! Come and save me!
The two cannibals were almost rushing towards Heijuro.
Heijuro's arms were shaking and he closed his eyes tightly in fear.
Just then——
laugh!
The loud sound of the blade cutting through flesh and bones exploded in front of Heijuro.
Then, Heijuro felt a large amount of warm, smelly blood splattering on his body.
Heijuro wondered in his mind why, and slowly opened his eyes.
After opening his eyes, the first thing that caught Heijuro's eye was the extremely dim environment.
There seemed to be something huge blocking the light in front of me.
Those two ogres were both cut in half at the waist.
Heijuro looked carefully and suddenly discovered that the thing blocking the light in front of him was a person!
A very tall man!
Heijuro had to tilt his head almost as high as possible to see the man's head.
The giant stood in front of Heijuro and behind the two ogres.
In his hand was a large naginata that was still dripping with blood - it was obvious that this was the man who had just killed the two cannibals.
The giant was wearing a monk's robe with white and black as the main colors. He had no tabi on his feet, but was wearing a pair of two-toothed wooden clogs.
The image of this giant man reminded Heijuro of Benkei, the right-hand man of Minamoto no Yoshitsune during the Heian period.
The giant lowered his head, glanced at Heijuro, and then said softly:
"It's a living person..."
The giant's words finally brought Heijuro back to his senses.
"Thank you for your help!" Heijuro first thanked him, then said urgently, "Let's get out of here now! These two monsters will be resurrected soon..."
laugh!
Before Heijuro could finish his words, the sound of a sharp blade splitting flesh and bones rang out again.
This time, the sound came from above Heijuro's head... no, it should have come from Heijuro's body.
Without saying a word, the giant swung the large naginata in his hand and chopped it vertically at Heijuro's head, smashing it directly into pieces.
Heijuro didn't even have time to let out a cry before he collapsed to the ground.
"Ah~~" the giant groaned comfortably, "Killing living people is still the most interesting. These guys who can't be killed no matter how hard you try, it's not fun to kill them at all."
After saying that, the giant swung his sword again and killed the two ogres that had just been resurrected.
