The Demon's Menu-Chapter 1094: Jason: My swordsmanship is exceptionally gifted

Everything happened too suddenly.

So suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.

It was as though they were in a dream.

The chargers had not anticipated such an attack at all.

In fact, they didn’t even consider the possibility of being attacked.

They believed they could rush in all at once.

And win easily.

Although the competitors mixed among the chargers had consciously kept their distance, they never expected Jason’s attack to have such a wide range.

And, this sword, so sharp.

After the sword passed, the air seemed to freeze.

Then—

Puf!

Puf puf puf!

Amidst a succession of slicing sounds.

With Jason as the center, within a radius of 40 meters, it was dyed crimson.

From the high angle of Hanakaiin Haru and Miss Sagaraso, it looked like a red rose blooming in the night.

Petal by petal spreading out.

Circle by circle, the petals stretched out.

Eventually, forming this crimson rose.

"No, impossible!"

The competitor who had incited everyone to charge was shouting with widened eyes.

By this time, his body was already split in two.

Starting from the waist, the lower half fell away, organs spilling out.

However, his strong vitality kept him from dying.

He saw everything.

Saw the light that pierced the darkness.

Saw the unparalleled long sword mowing down everything.

Saw the indifferent face of the Swordsman.

"You, who are you?"

The shadow of death was looming over him, but he still stared at the person in front of him.

In fact, not just this competitor.

All surviving competitors had the same expression at this moment.

"Jason!"

Jason did not have the habit of answering his enemies.

The one who answered these people was Miss Sagaraso.

This straightforward girl, after landing, directly said upon hearing such words. freēnovelkiss.com

"He is Jason!"

"My partner!"

"And my foodie friend!"

Miss Sagaraso emphasized particularly.

But to these people, such emphasis was useless.

They only heard the first sentence.

"Jason?"

The first speaker murmured softly, then suddenly raised his head, looking towards Jason, his voice suddenly loud.

"The Sword Saint of this era!"

"To die by the Sword Saint’s sword, I die without regrets!"

As he spoke, the light faded from his eyes.

The remaining competitors, upon hearing the name ’Sword Saint’, also breathed their last.

Their final wish was fulfilled.

They died without regrets.

To die by the hand of a nobody is infuriating, enraging.

But to die by the hand of the ’Sword Saint’?

They had no complaints.

"Sword Saint?"

Miss Sagaraso scratched her head.

She didn’t understand the meaning of this title, let alone comprehend its significance.

But Hanakaiin Haru did understand.

Thus, his gaze towards Jason, brimming with a trace of fanaticism.

Sword Saint!

In legend, there was a Swordsman who could slay great demons and monsters with the long sword in his hand.

According to the family records, from before the Warring States period to modern times, there were eleven major incidents of monster invasions into the real world, six of which were resolved by the Sword Saints of that era.

The remaining four were resolved by the Onmyoji.

One more incident remains unclear.

It could be said that each Sword Saint was the pride of their era.

They were the pinnacle of human combat forces in their respective times.

Perhaps they did not form a family like the Onmyoji.

But the swords in their hands were existences that far surpassed any other power during those times.

"Go to death! Go to death!"

"Demons and monsters."

"Evil spirits and fiends."

"Imperial Palace Nobility."

"Though the enemies are numerous, with one sword, I slay them all."

Unconsciously, Hanakaiin Haru hummed the poem about the ’Sword Saint’.

This poem is of unknown origin, but it is the ’dream’ of many swordsmen.

Woo, woo!

The night wind suddenly roared amid the humming.

Wave after wave of the sea surged tumultuously.

The corpses on the ground kept rolling.

The crimson blood stirred again.

Jason strode forward decisively.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, the humming noise.

Shadows of people, shadows of blood, the lone shadow.

The scene before them seemed like a painting, firmly etched in the minds of Hanakaiin Haru and Miss Sagaraso.

Hanakaiin Haru was so excited that his entire body trembled.

Miss Sagaraso scratched the back of her head again.

She just felt that at this moment, Jason was a bit special.

But where it was special, she couldn’t quite pinpoint.

All she knew was that it was very special.

Jason?

He was used to it.

He didn’t bother explaining at first.

Let alone now!

About a dozen ’meals’ awaited his picking.

As for the others?

He would talk about it after he had picked up the food.

In the distance, a middle-aged man of the Hanakaiin Family stared dumbfounded at this scene from atop a high tower.

He had contemplated numerous outcomes where Hanakaiin Haru might fight valiantly to the end, might be split by a stray Doppelganger, or both sides could be equally damaged; he had thought of countless endings.

But he had never envisioned this scene before him.

What happened?

He recalled that recent moment.

The sword!

The long sword swept past!

In his mind, this was the only image.

But...

Wasn’t this sword too sudden?

Wasn’t it too long?

Wasn’t it too sharp?

Shocking!

Fear!

Bewilderment!

Variety of emotions surged to his mind, and in the end, in the depths of his heart, only one thought remained—

One sword passes.

The spirits are startled.

"Sword Saint!"

He muttered under his breath.

He didn’t want to accept this result, but such was the fact.

The contradiction between this thought and reality made him grab his own hair and tear at it forcefully.