Volume 4: The Undead Chapter 237 Buddha Saves the World
The man standing at the mouth of the valley was so tall that it was beyond words.
The towering figure, over 7 feet tall, is intimidating.
Whether it was Aotaro or his other subordinates, they all had to tilt their heads high to see the giant's head.
The giant was dressed in a monk's robe with black and white as the main colors, a pair of two-toothed wooden clogs on his feet, and a large naginata on his shoulder.
Both his monk's robe and the huge naginata on his shoulder were stained with blood, but the giant didn't seem to care about the blood on his body.
At his feet lay three mutilated bodies - Qingtaro recognized that these three people were all his subordinates who had followed him for some time.
Looking at the three corpses at his feet, Qingtaro's face turned dark.
Anyone with eyes can see that these three corpses were all killed by this giant.
If it were anyone else, Qingtaro might have killed the bastard who dared to kill the subordinate he had recruited with great difficulty with a single sword.
But at this time, Qingtaro had to suppress his murderous intent and the urge to take action.
This huge figure alone is full of intimidation.
Even though the giant was wearing a loose monk's robe, Qingtaro could still feel the bulging and powerful muscles on the giant's body through the robe.
It is not difficult to tell from the way he holds the naginata that he is an expert in using the naginata.
In a nutshell - this guy looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.
Therefore, even though he was furious, Aotaro had to suppress his anger and be patient, intending to negotiate with the giant.
However - before he could finish his words, Shichiemon at the side reached out his hand and stopped him.
"Lord Aotaro," Shichiemon said softly, "Let me negotiate with this guy."
"Good eloquence and excellent negotiation skills are the few strengths I have. Let me show you around."
The reason why Shichiemon was so active in requesting to be the one to negotiate with the giant was purely to show off himself more so that he could have a better impression in Aotaro's heart.
Since he has joined Aotaro's organization, Shichiemon has accepted this fact early on and has made corresponding plans.
Shichiemon's plan now is to find ways to rise higher under Aotaro.
Once you have enough say under Aotaro, everything will be much easier.
Shichiemon even envisioned a very distant future - when he has enough say under Aotaro in the future, he might be able to replace Aotaro and take over Aotaro's power.
At that time, he, the "former bandit leader", will be able to make a comeback.
Shichiemon's only strength is his eloquence, and his best skill is negotiation.
Therefore, there are not many opportunities for Shichiemon to show his abilities on such an island.
So when Shichiemon saw the giant coming towards him, his eyes immediately lit up— because the opportunity to show off had come.
Now that he had finally gotten the chance to show off his skills, Shichiemon naturally didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, and he took the initiative to tell Aotaro that he wanted to negotiate with the giant in person.
As for Aotaro, after glancing at Shichiemon and thinking for a while—
"...Okay, you should negotiate with this guy. Find out what he is here for."
Although Nanaemon was only a newcomer who had just joined them tonight, after a brief contact, Aotaro had already discovered that Nanaemon had a quick mind and very good eloquence - at least better than him.
So after weighing the pros and cons, Aotaro decided to entrust the task of negotiating with the giant to Shichiemon.
"Yes!" Seeing that Aotaro agreed to let him negotiate with the giant, Shichiemon suppressed his joy.
He cleared his throat and took a few steps forward, standing behind the giant and speaking loudly:
"May I ask what brings you to our shelter so late at night?"
The giant had a square face and was not very good-looking.
He rolled his eyes downwards and glanced at Shichiemon who was standing in front of him.
"...My name is Yichun." The giant replied in a muffled voice, "I was just wandering around this island. I passed by here and heard someone talking, so I came to take a look."
The giant who called himself Ichijun glanced at Aotaro and others who were standing in front of him and looking at him with various eyes.
"You..." Just as Shichiemon was about to ask Isshun a second question, Isshun suddenly interrupted him:
"You have quite a lot of people here. That's great..."
As Yichun spoke, he licked his lips with his tongue.
"Let me help you ascend to the Western Paradise."
"Eh?" Shichiemon looked confused, not understanding what Yichun just said. "Ascending...to the Western Paradise...? What does that mean?"
As soon as Shichiemon finished speaking, a strong wind blew towards his head from above.
And the thing that caused this strong wind... was the big naginata in Yichun's hand.
The large naginata chopped into Nanaemon's head from top to bottom and came out from Nanaemon's crotch, directly splitting Nanaemon into two halves.
"That's exactly what it means." - These were the last words Shichiemon heard in his life.
In the moment before Isshun's naginata struck his head, Shichiemon suddenly recalled his entire life, recalling everything that had happened since he landed on this Butterfly Island.
At the last moment of his life, he suddenly realized that his eloquence and negotiation skills, which he was so proud of, seemed to have never been of much use on this island...
After cutting Shichiemon in two with his sword, Ichijun continued without stopping, swung the naginata in his hand and slashed forward again.
This time, Yichun's target is Qingtaro.
Looking at the naginata blade rapidly enlarging in his field of vision, Aotaro's pupils suddenly shrank.
He subconsciously pulled out the wakizashi at his waist and moved forward to block.
clang!!
Aotaro felt as if a mountain was crashing towards him.
The sound of metal hitting each other can be described as deafening.
Unable to withstand the impact, Qingtaro flew backwards and hit the rock wall .
After his back had an intimate contact with the rock wall, severe pain spread throughout his body, and Qingtaro even had the illusion that his internal organs might be dislocated.
After coughing violently several times, Aotaro took a look at the wakizashi in his hand - there was a big gap on the blade of his wakizashi.
After checking the damage to his weapon, Aotaro hurriedly looked ahead of him.
Ahead of him, a massacre was taking place.
Yichun waved the naginata in his hand wildly, splashing out cloud of blood mist after cloud.
These subordinates he had gathered with great difficulty were being brutally slaughtered.
