It Became a Time-Stop Slit-Eye

47. The Forbidden Shaman.

Seichiro Kenju.

The Forbidden Shaman, the boss of Episode 3.

Unlike ‘Hundred Demon Nights’ where you just need to defeat thousands of monsters, Seiichiro tests not only the player’s fighting ability, but also their ability to perform irregular patterns and various gimmicks.

Of course, monsters appeared, and gimmicks such as pressing the main character with political power and background, and sometimes using strange tricks to quickly hit keys repeatedly according to complicated puzzles or patterns popped out.

If you learned how to control in Hundred Ghost Nights, this time it feels like showing you how to die in various ways.

The setting book says that it is a part that tests a certain level of mental strength and intelligence, as if it is trying to screw the player and the main character.

In that case, it is inevitable.

Fool Kenichi’s mental strength and combat power are also uneasy, but his intelligence is even more unstable, so he cannot be entrusted with it at all.

What if I die alone without being able to break the gimmick?

‘So I have no choice but to do it.’

Is there any other good friend and mentor like me?

No, absolutely not.

There are few people in the world who have a kind personality but have perfect abilities.

I even know some information about the future.

‘It’s really perfect.’

There was no way that such a perfect person wouldn’t know the confirmed pattern of the boss I cleared before.

“You’re the only one.”

Seiichiro Kenju suddenly catches the mood.

“So don’t hate me too much.”

As Seiichiro clenched his fists tightly, a large-scale spell emerged from the front of the study ─ the bookshelf.

A spell consisting of geometric shapes and various characters.

What they radiate is the exercise of an incredible amount of magical power that has been hidden until now.

──────────────!!!

The space itself vibrates.

The spell moves magic, and the magic fills the space according to the will of the caster.

The magical energy that filled the space squeezed the bodies of the two humans in the study.

Very hard.

‘It’s huge.’

It hurts even for me to be hit defenselessly by destructive magic on this scale.

But paradoxically, I unlocked all the defenses.

The magical barrier that began to wrap around the body was put back into the heart.

The reason I don’t resist the bondage of magical power like this is because I know what will happen in the future.

A spell that Kenju Seiichiro always performs when a crime in the past is discovered in the study.

Seiichiro, wrapped in a pillar of light, looked at me with a sly expression.

He said it in the most sinister voice.

“Let me show you the new world.”

At the same time, the library’s spells expanded rapidly.

***

At the same time, outside the study.

The exorcists of the Kenju family surrounded all sides of the study wall and surrounded it.

The number gathered in that way reached a whopping 300.

It was a huge move, considering that all of them are Kenju’s elite troops, capable of easily defeating mid-tier monsters.

They had been here before Seiichiro Kenju sent the signal.

It wasn’t even because the White Yacha called.

Recently, he made acquaintances by going in and out of the mansion, but it was not enough for an outsider to summon the elite warriors of the family.

However, if the head of Japan’s three major exorcist families—the Kenju family—had acted directly, the story would have been different.

The tiger of Kanto, Kenju Kozaburo.

He looked at the exorcists under his command and the wall of the study with wide eyes and muttered.

“Get off the walls of the study. An explosion might happen. Go with the idea of sealing off the territory so that no one can escape.”

Even though they were suddenly mobilized, all of the elite warriors stood on alert with their discipline held high.

As warriors, they worshiped strength, and Kozaburo, the head of the family, was one of the strongest warriors among exorcists nationwide.

It was not because of the use of special techniques and techniques, but only with the strength of the body.

Furthermore, a man named Kenju Kozaburo possessed both strength and trust.

Therefore, most of the exorcists did not doubt Kozaburo’s words and kept their seats.

Of course there were exceptions everywhere.

Standing in his seat, Shinpei Kenju muttered with a stiff expression on his face.

“…… What the hell is this-“

While doing so, Shinpei glanced sideways at my grandfather.

She thought it was an ordinary day, but she was suddenly surrounded by her uncle’s study.

I wondered if they had gathered to catch the White Yacha, which was said to have gone inside together, but that didn’t seem to be the case either.

──Goooooh.

The atmosphere is different.

The aura that my grandfather gave off right now was not meant to kill the strong.

To capture all her own heart and soul. Also, she was actually so sweet.

Kenju Kozaburo’s determined face and cold gaze were hard and sharp, as if they could cut off even the heavenly world.

She was a Shinpei who was often called careless, but she wasn’t stupid enough to ask, ‘Is this training?’

To be precise, she was in the mood to die if she didn’t, so she was careful with her mouth.

But that didn’t last long either.

After mumbling for a while, Shinpei cautiously left her seat and approached her grandfather.

Kenju Kozaburo glared at his grandson as if to kill him.

“…… Hee!”

“Now, what are we going to do? Shinpei. I would have told her to keep her place properly.”

“…… Oh no! It’s so strange that we surround your uncle’s study! Just to ask…… !”

“Stupid bastard. Go back to your seat immediately.”

“…… That’s it.”

“Shinpei.”

Kenju Shinpei resisted for a moment, but she was soon pushed back by Kozaburo’s sharp momentum.

Heavier and sharper than usual.

Aside from her stern face, the eyes looking straight at me were not human.

“Go back now.”

Her eyes were filled with the determination to cut off a limb, to the extent that she dared to be compared to a demon.

Uh uh uh, Shinpei went back to her place trembling, not knowing why she was there.

Kenju Kozaburo, who had been glaring at his grandson for a while, soon turned his head back to his study.

As if he could break through a wall with his gaze, he stared at him gently.

To be honest, I didn’t want to do this.

Even so, he was a child.

However, if the grounds were established, it was the iron man of Kanto who could even be prepared to kill his child.

Whenever his heart felt weak for a moment, Koza Buro recalled the memory of that time.

─hahahaha, do you have any evidence?

At an obvious question, Hakuyacha Ichimaru Shiki smiled sinisterly.

As expected, he is as insidious as a demon.

As he was thinking about that, he took out a book of gold and a secret ledger from his chest.

The ledger had the handwriting of a son he had seen for a long time, and the book of forbidden magic had a familiar reverberation of magic.

—Father, I will give up martial arts.

In Kozaburo’s mind, the memory of the sore finger he had been talking about a long time ago came to mind.

After giving up the pursuit of strength, Kenju Seiichiro learned magic.

As a disciple of a samurai family, something happened that shouldn’t have happened, but as a father, she closed her eyes.

‘…… Is there any other evidence? Could it be your framer?’

She tried to close her eyes at first, even when she was handed the book of gold and ledger, just like that time.

In the first place, this level of shame often existed even in prestigious families.

It’s been like that in every history. Only banned books and corruption ledgers could be taken into account.

If it weren’t for the story that a direct descendant of the Exorcist family had conspiracy with the monster, there would be no problem.

─Then how about this one?

As if scoffing at such an idea, White Yacha pulled something out of the air with the corner of her mouth still raised.

‘…… Ah.’

The moment he saw that, Kenju Kozaburo closed his eyes this time in a different way.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already made up his mind.

Resolve to sever the heavenly rule.

‘Seichiro.’

By the time Kenju Kozaburo remembered the face of his child, the floor began to shake.

Koo-goo-goo-goo…… !

A huge wave of magical power began to rage around the study, and the entire building began to shake.

“…… It’s an earthquake!”

Shinpei’s scream rang out.

Even as the other warriors stumbled, Kozaburo moved forward with his face crumpled.

Soon the vibration of the building died down, and Kozaburo immediately opened the door to the study.

Inside it,

──There was nothing.

As if it had been cut out by something, the entire interior of the study had disappeared.

Kenju Kozaburo recalled looking at the floor and walls that had been ripped off here and there in dismay.

‘hahahaha, trust me and leave it to me.’

The face of the most sinister man in the world.

***

─Dead Deed Deed Dede Deuk!

As the spell vomited out everything in the study, I grasped the surrounding space with magic power.

It was a dark space where not even the slightest light came in, but I quickly grasped the terrain and set foot.

It didn’t stop there, but it gradually spread its magic far and wide to grasp the entire area.

“Hmm.

It was a stage that was hard to like even among the dog sh*t manga game ‘Jongmalupko’.

“That sounds difficult to pass over.”

As I was scratching my cheek and waiting for my opponent, I heard a displeased voice.

Didik, thik, soon the lights on the ceiling turned on.

It was only then that my vision, which had been completely dark, became brighter and completely formed on my retina.

This was a warehouse.

It was also a repository for hiding something, and a factory for making something secretly.

By the time ‘things’ all over the place feel the presence of humans and wake up and react,

“Hello, White Yacha.”

Seiichiro Kenju appeared on the stage.

The villain with a sinister grin spoke while looking down at me from a high platform.

“Welcome to my workshop. Surprisingly, you are visiting for the first time.”

“hahahaha, would you like to give me a souvenir?”

“Indeed, I must treat you generously as you say.”

As Seiichiro Kenju shook his head and clapped his hands, objects throughout the workshop began to move.

A shaman’s workshop beyond the forbidden.

I also felt more comfortable checking my surroundings with my eyes rather than magic, but this was an exception.

Because strange creatures that were ‘human’ got up all over the studio and glared at me.

— … I want to go to work, I want to go to work.

A combination of a human and a monster.

At one time, each body part existed as much as a whole human body and soul were put in, and speech was also possible.

Anyway, it seemed like he could only say fragmentary things,

— … Retired.

— … Mom.

— … You can win this year.

That’s why it’s even more unpleasant.

I have endured this far because I have a business, but I want to get out of here as soon as possible.

How about cutting that guy’s head right away?

“This is very difficult.”

As I smiled twistedly and gripped my sword tightly, Seiichiro also said with a sinister smile.

“White Yacha, please enjoy my works.”

─Keee

As soon as those words were spoken, things that were ‘human’ in the past started running towards me.