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It was confirmed that the man was a fake samurai. The man drew closer to Nana. There was already a traditional Japanese weapon 'SAI' in his hand. "With this I will punch a hole in your throat, Miss. Your papa told me not to kill you quickly. So, I will do it slowly. "First, I'll stab your throat with this 'Sai'. Then, I'll let your blood seep out. I'd be so happy to see you begging to get rid of you immediately. Hahaha... I can't wait to do it." The man spoke again. Once he was about to raise his 'sai' into the air, making Nana's body tremble violently.

She cocked her head to the side and looked at me in a questionable manner. “Yeah, that’s fine.” It sounds like he is just an old human... nothing to be jealous about... That’s what I said a few days ago. But as I looked around the shrine grounds where we were at, my jealousy tried to creep up again. Near us were small statues of foxes with many tails, and Samantha was looking at them in interest. “Kitsune.” She mentioned to me. “In Japan they are demons who like to play pranks on humans, but they also help to guard and protect those who show them respect and give them a safe place to rest.”

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

He pretended to be confused and asked, "Who are you all?" While saying that, Darryl could not help but measure Samara up. Her armor was clearly different from the barbarians. It was not a long saber hanging by her side but the Daim Dynasty's standard longsword. While noticing that, Darryl realized that Samara might not be a barbarian but a Daimer. He was instantly curious. This woman was clearly a Daimer, but why was she with the barbarians? While confused, Darryl was a little secretly relieved. No matter what, this woman's facial features and figure were amazing. Especially when she was in the armor, she looked majestic and heroic.

I said, showing him the knife, "It is mine, right?" Wruy and I both looked at Sam expectantly. He looked at his double edged knife and sucked on his teeth. "We don't let other demons fight with our weapons. We have our own, and they're sacred to us." Sam explained, his eyes roaming the many weapons around us. Some sharp, some bulky, some small and easily hidden, some big and scary looking. "I'm no demon." I stated simply. Wruy snorted and Sam held in a snort as well, quickly looking down. "That," Sam stated loudly, "You definitely aren't."

He was surprised. "Yes. The Samurai's are the strongest when it comes to the assassin's world. I will tell you a story Paul. A long time ago there were two brothers, the elder one loathed after the younger one, and would do everything within his power to make sure his younger brother was not loved by their father.

Robbie answers in a low voice for some reason, and I involuntarily lower my voice too. — Samurai? Is that a surname or a nickname? - No, it's just a nickname. He's Slate - Why Samurai? - Who knows, he’s the boss’s security chief. Our boss is Tim, which means Samurai is Frost's head of security. What if I really am a prisoner? Can I even leave the house?

with her sword which was shining in the light showing how sharp it was. "I am practicing to be a samurai since I was eight." Gaura informed him. "Girls can't be samurai..." Samuel was shocked and then he realized his mistake. "You said this when we were in third grade." Gaura smirked. Samuel gulped. It seemed she took that seriously. He still remembered that fight when he mocked Gaura who informed the whole class that she wanted to be a samurai. Gaura attacked him and in that fight Ken got a cut on his forehead while he also had a mark on his body which was a prove that he was the one who lost in that war.

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Chapter 3 Alessia's POV Honey introduced me to the town of Samona so I could get familiar. The town of Samona is a mixture of simplicity and luxury. The houses are made of wood and Japanese papers. They say, this culture was acquired from the Japanese, so it is not surprising that the houses in Samona look like this. It's no wonder that they know Japanese culture because they know countries on other continents. It's just weird here and people don't see it.