The Simple Life of Killing Demons

Book 6: Chapter 1.1

Book 6: Chapter 1.1

Simple Life of Killing Demons_V6C1 Part 1

The Simple Life of Sword Bearer

1. The wandering old man, the same ancestor, is my Lord

The weather that day was nice. There was an endless blue sky and its cloudless. The sunlight of that day wasnt too bright. On the contrary, it gave people a warm feeling.

As I left home, I was walking on the way to school. It seemed that the crowd and buildings around me gradually increased, and the sound of cars and stalls started echoing in my ears.

As summer vacation was approaching, the advertisements of summer training courses were found on walls and telephone poles. Some people with poor ability would probably join and use the holiday to exercise hard. They wanted to do something impressive in schools and become famous. Anyway, thats not my plan. I didnt like being famous, as youd catch peoples attention all the time.

There was busy traffic on the streets. I went out early and I got to see a lot of students of Pillar Nofu Academy on my way, also some from Holy Spirit Academy. Speaking of which, I remember someone having said that Kitashima was transferred there. Whether its true or not, it didnt have anything to me with me anymore. I was thinking about Takahashi more. Its been a month, how come he never contacted me anymore? Was he really practicing alone?

After he dropped out, I hadnt called him as I didnt want to disturb him. I was only hoping that he could call me. All in all, its been quite some time since he accompanied me, no matter if its in this world or that world.

Come over here, were offering a big discount. 50% for all weapons and dont miss it!

Do you want to understand the true meaning of magic? Come here, we have all the magic books that you want.

On the streets, all the shops had automatic megaphones, and all the announcements were made automatically. Although they had no feelings, they were still better than the people selling things on the street. After all, the people selling things on the streets were relatively poor and they couldnt afford automatic megaphones. They could only depend on their voices.

Even though I was on such a noisy road to school, I didnt feel a bit annoyed. On the contrary, I quite liked it. This should be how humans live and I shouldnt destroy it.

Freed once said that the demon will come out from the demon abyss one day. Although one would come out only after one died, if they were enormously powerful demons, I think only one could turn the humans world upside down. And I didnt want that to happen at all.

Son, son, wait up. When I walked pass an uncle who looked like a beggar, he yelled at me.

I turned my head and looked at the uncle with grey hair, no, hes not an uncle, but a homeless old man.

The old man was wearing shabby coat and torn trousers. His messy silver hair was fluttering in the wind. His appearance was very decadent, and his face was stained. However, he had a pair of piercing eyes, just like lights in the dark, they looked totally different from his impoverished appearance.

"Did you call me?" I stopped in doubt.

"Yes, it's you." The old man stood up with difficulty and limped towards me.

"May I ask what's the matter?" What was the matter with this old man?

"You, is the sword in your hand called the WaterGreen Light Cold Soul Sword?" The old man's eyes stared straight at the sword in my hand.

WaterGreen Light Cold Soul Sword? I seem to have heard that name from Freed, whos this old man

The old man probably saw my doubts and immediately responded, it doesn't matter that you dont know its name, the important thing is that youve unsealed it. Afterwards, theres a sense of relief in the old mans eyes.

"Uhcould you tell me who you are?" If someone on the street stopped me and talked to me, I would definitely turn around and leave, but this old man seemed to know the origin of the sword, so I decided to learn more about his identity and the story of this sword.

"Me? Oh~~ My name is Terayama Kikai, a senior member of a desolate family." There was a helpless smile on the old man's face.

On the old man, theres a slight sense of superiority of a senior. This was definitely formed after being in the upper society for a long time. Wait, did he say that hes from a desolate family? What kind of a family could that be?

"Excuse me, whats the name of the family?"

"Chester." The old man sighed.

"The Chester family? This family is quite famous. It seems to rank first in Okinawa. How can it be desolate?" There was some news a few days ago, saying that the family was looking for something and there was a huge reward. It was something important that they were looking for.

Sighit has become desolate. As long as its under the management of that douchebag, itll be over soon. When he said so, the old man clenched his fist and he looked furious.

That douchebag? Wait, this old man just told me that hes a senior of the Chester family, why would he be there? Although we were not near Okinawa, a senior person of a famous family shouldnt end up like this

"It's the current master, Terayama Manabu!"

"Terayama Manabu?"

"Yes! Its my unfilial son, Terayama Manabu!" The old man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists even more tightly.

"Since it is your son, then why"