"Huh?" The master looked at several actors under his command. The shiny hilt was not in his planned performance.

We just earn some tuition, not a trick of getting a sword from the snake's belly and killing the white snake.

"Yeah~"

"Um??"

"Uh-huh."

Isn't this a trick you made?

No, no.

While the eyes were talking to the ummy conversation, several people quickly exchanged opinions. When they heard that it was not the work done by their employees, the master smashed his mouth and saw a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

The situation is not good. The hilt of the sword that shines is not a task that my subordinates have made.

Could this sword hilt be a supernatural item?! Excluding electric toys that children play with, it may be a supernatural item.

What should I do? Call the police directly? But will it seem like I'm too low in front of the students?

"That's...an extraordinary sword."

"A divine object from heaven."

"The magical light is not an ordinary item, not an ordinary item."

The students' screams rang one after another.

The hilt of this sword is obviously an extraordinary thing, and I have encountered such a small chance of being caught by myself - this thing is destined to be with me!

Such thoughts arose in the hearts of everyone.

The master stepped forward and walked a few steps, then retreated back wildly, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it.

He was very concerned about supernatural news. The business in the Taoist temple can suddenly become so popular and make a lot of money every day, relying on the supernatural east wind.

The same thoughts echoed in the hearts of others. Reality is not a legendary novel about killing people and robbing treasures. Everyone cherishes their lives very much. Who knows whether the hilt of the sword is dangerous, but no one dares to come forward and touch it with his hands. Supernatural has only been seen indirectly on TV and the Internet. How could such a thing happen in reality?

Under her own mentality, no one takes the first step, and no one dares to take the second step. This mentality is very strange, and it is clear that the treasure is right in front of him, but he looks forward to it.

"Pu, pu."

The master's heart was beating, and he was still clear about how good his sword skills were. It was okay to deceive these ordinary people, and he could also get into the mainstream swordsman circle and joking with each other through money, but when it comes to real talent, he was anxious.

Is this magical hilt of the sword falling from the sky to himself, is it recognition?

Recognize your talent in swordsmanship?

In fact, although my sword skills are poor, my sword intent is in line with the intention of this magic sword.

That must be it.

“PuPuPu.”

Thinking of this, the master walked forward slowly and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.

His eyes instantly fell into confusion, as if he had seen a scene that others could not see.

"Buzz~~!!"

The hilt of the sword trembled, and an invisible wind blade appeared from under the hilt, cutting the soft stone candlestick.

Extremely sharp, famous sword of the world.

"ah."

"It's really a magic sword!"

"He picked up the normal school."

"The invisible sword blade... Could it be!"

Holding the hilt of the knife, the master closed his eyes tightly, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

To outsiders, they seem to be nervous and excited, and they are reflected in the power of the Divine Sword.

“Northern Teachers…”

The employee wanted to step forward and slapped the Normal School's arm. If the boss really became supernatural, they would have risen. But just as the flattering smile rose, the Normal School suddenly slashed the knife with his backhand and the invisible wind blade slashed.

"Swoosh."

Half of the fabric of the clothes was cut off, and the master with his mouth and eyes closed was in pain.

"Die, die for me!"

Roar, slash.

The old body burst out with power that was not of this age.

But no matter how strong the old man in his seventies or eighties is, he is not as strong as the man in his twenties or thirties. He missed the sword and hired students to run in the courtyard.

"Normal, normal school!"

The other students were about to come forward to congratulate the normal school, but the drama in front of them made people confused for a while.

"Um!"

The teacher with a painful expression turned his head to the crowd, and raised the wind blade with his hands above his head with both screaming!

He was crazy and wanted to cut off these students.

Is it because one million tuition fee per month is not enough?!

No one dared to go up and do brave things like stealing swords. The normal school once taught to seize the sword with bare hands, but when things came to an end, it was discovered that grabbing the sword with bare hands was something that ordinary people could not do.

A group of students and teachers surged out of the back door of the main entrance of the dojo, and some people rushed over the wall and jumped out.

"Demon Sword..."

A student who was a reporter had oiled his feet and ran out of the dojo first. Listening to the roar of the normal school in the dojo, horror grew and spread in his mind, and the legend of the demon sword suddenly jumped out.

There are legends controlled by magical items all over the world, such as wearing red dance shoes or holding a demon knife. Isn’t the teacher now like a crazy ronin after picking up a demon knife? Comics and movies have such plots that last forever.

Even if you keep killing people, you cannot fill the desire of the demon sword.

Fortunately, because he was too old, the normal school's body was deteriorating too seriously. As long as he didn't deliberately give up the head, he could just run away.

Kamakura City, the nearest police station to the dojo.

"Haman Great Bodhisattva, bless..."

I don’t know who started it first, but the police stations in Kamakura have become popular with the style of placing statues of Hachiman Khan in the office.

After unremitting investigation of the article, people sorted out the various evolutions of Hachiman's nerves and became Minister Yuriru's veins. In fact, the story of Minister Yuriru is indeed taken from the missionary work of Hachiman Shrine "Haman Yukiko Shu".

The Hachiman God was originally the patron saint of the Genji of the Bearae family, and the shogunate station created by the Genao Rayō is in Kamakura City. The faith of the Hachiman God revived after thousands of years.

"No, no, the boss of Shengyou's dojo is crazy..." The operator in uniform shouted loudly.

"Crazy?"

"Accurate, to be precise, he was possessed by evil spirits. The person who called the police said that he was holding a demon knife in his hand, and was controlled by the demon knife and was stabbing people in the street!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone calls in the office kept ringing wildly, and the urging curse and all the calls to the police were the same.

"ah!"

The police chief almost knocked over the statue. He put on his police cap in panic and took out the gun directly from the cabinet.

The island country no longer put too many restrictions on the police's right to fire guns. Although more than 100 million cattle and horses under their feet are obedient and gentle, they are supernatural beings who ignore the rules.

Even if this gun cannot be used to deal with supernatural things, it is still possible to use it to boost your courage.

"Go off, go off."

The director urged his subordinates to run out, and he ran afterwards.

Their family is a ancestral policeman, and it has been passed down for five or six generations. When the shogunate was overthrown and established a new government, many samurai classes in the past changed into the local police system under the promotion of the new government. The chief's ancestors were such "transferred cadres".

"Forgot." As soon as he ran out of the door, the police chief came back in panic. He held up the statue of Hachiman God and folded his hands together and bowed his head.
Chapter completed!