Chapter 996: 604. Chiyoda Kujo
“What just happened?”
“Ah, I just blinked, and it’s over.”
“What kind of power is this Pava, it’s terrifying.”
“Secret Sword, this Demon Sword Princess has mastered an incredible Secret Sword.”
……
The originally quiet guest hall suddenly beca lively, everyone attracted by the small duel in the center of the hall.
Japan is ultimately just a Witch Territory, although its land area is unimaginably vast for humans, for witches, it is only a dium-scale territory. Without the mysterious legend of the Immortal of the Eastern Universe residing here, it would be quite unremarkable among the many witch territories.
Furthermore, due to extre isolationism, the class and resources within the island beca extrely stagnant, like a dead pool. For tens of thousands of years, the key positions in the island have still been held by the descendants of those witch families involved in the territory’s initial construction, making it difficult for witches from ordinary backgrounds to find many upward paths.
This has led to the upper-class circle of Japan being very small, so small that they almost all know each other from childhood, well-acquainted kind of small.
The Nijo Family is one of the Zhong Hua clans of Japan, and a rather powerful branch among them, ranking among the Gosho Family, which can be considered high status and influential.
Nao Nijo is the successor of this generation of the Nijo Family, and the other Chinese Clan mbers present know the strength of this sowhat impatient person quite well.
She’s not an astonishing genius, but she’s no diocrity either. Her strength is absolutely fitting of her Chinese Clan identity. While many present could easily defeat her, a direct instant kill like that by the Demon Sword Princess left them lacking confidence.
Therefore, when Miss Red Shadow’s blood-aura-enveloped crimson eyes scanned the surroundings, many quietly lowered their heads.
They confessed themselves as being on par with Nao Nijo in strength, and going up there would just make them fodder. To avoid embarrassnt, they refrained from stepping forward, and the Demon Sword Princesses beside them, though unwilling, slowly quieted down helplessly.
Lanting the past ease that led to missing a brilliant leader today, they felt sadness and regret.
“Boohoo, Red Shadow you brutal Great Demon King, I hate you.”
“Sister Red Shadow, you don’t understand the sword’s heart.”
“I will be back again.”
…
In the private chat channel of the Demon Sword Princesses, such defeated dogs started barking wildly, a cacophony of howls.
However, not everyone was oppressed by Red Shadow’s gaze. Quite a few witches continued to watch the scene with interest, and it wasn’t long before another person stood up.
“Chiyoda Kujo, presenting.”
It was a very elegant and beautiful mature lady, tall and heroic.
She had been sitting next to Nao Nijo, seemingly having a good personal relationship, and her stepping out now appeared to be helping a friend wrap things up.
At the Amaterasu Shrine’s seating, Wenwen raised her head and earnestly looked at this very dignified samurai mature lady, sensing a familiar aura from her.
Wenwen rembered that her mother originally had the surna Kujo as well, so Miss Chiyoda Kujo was probably from her grandmother’s family, likely one of her relatives.
Beside her, Dorothy also showed so interest. Although she, the hobody witch, thought that most of those present were weaklings and rubbish, even among rubbish, there are degrees. This Miss Kujo belonged to the category that with a bit more effort could leave the rubbish heap.
Moreover, this samurai mature sister had just acquired a new handy weapon, which was evidently a significant boost, raising her from rubbish to a little bug that’s slightly uncomfortable to handle, just barely worth a look. Dorothy wondered if Miss Red Shadow could still hold out.
Though Lady Demon Blade’s swordsmanship was indeed impressive, she ultimately was the sword and not the person wielding it. If the opponent achieved Unity of Man and Sword, Red Shadow would eventually be hard-pressed to stand alone.
She wouldn’t lose on skill, but possibly on strength.
Dorothy sighed inwardly, then considered standing up.
After all, Red Shadow acted on her command, so naturally, she ought to be responsible for Miss Demon Blade.
Just as she was about to move, Miss Red Shadow turned her head to glance at her, causing the hobody witch to pause and then reluctantly sit back down.
“Please, watch carefully,”
was the intent contained in Lady Demon Blade’s backward glance, and Dorothy decided to respect her decision.
“Tch, I seem to have encountered quite an individualistic sword.”
She pondered internally.
…
And on the stage at the center of the banquet, Chiyoda Kujo also arrived beside her fallen friend. She first checked her friend’s condition and, seeing that she was only knocked out and not seriously hard, sighed in relief.
“You’ve always been so impulsive, hope you’ll learn a lesson from today’s loss.”
The samurai mature sister thought, then single-handedly lifted her short-statured friend, tossing her beside her own attendants for care.
Subsequently, Chiyoda Kujo respectfully glanced at Yae Miko in the chief seat. After receiving a nod of approval from the Blond Witch, she then turned her gaze toward the Demon Sword Princess surrounded by a terrifying blood aura.
“Although I’m not a Martial Witch specializing in swordsmanship, I still ask for your guidance.”
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