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.    Chapter 19: Tipsy

    The banquet reached its climax amidst the music played by the orchestra.  Everyone was laughing, drinking, and playing around.  Suixiang shouted that she wanted to compete with others in sumo wrestling.  Just kidding, who would compete with a ghost with strange strength?  I think so.

    But speaking of which, there are quite a few fools here.  While Cirno was about to try, Rumia ran out first.  Then the meteors that turned into the sky were shot away.

    "Ah hahahahaha." Cuixiang's arrogant laughter almost drowned out the loud music.  To be honest, the skills of those sp¨¡o spirits are really bad.  Totally amateur among amateurs.  But most of the children in Gensokyo are ignorant.  To put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of rubes.  So no one can say anything bad.

    After a while, under the instigation of Yuyouzi, Soul Youmu was put on the shelf and forced to perform swordsmanship in front of everyone.  But judging from her appearance, she should actually be very happy.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? use a long sword to dance with the tiger and the tiger, with a murderous aura, the moves are extremely exquisite, it is completely like a master, it is really unimaginable that a minor child can do this.

    However, compared with the top experts, it is still a little inferior.  Inexperience is also a fatal injury.  If we really fight, even if I don't use the source or the power of the plane, and just compete with the sword, I can kill her within a hundred moves.

    I thought this while taking a sip of wine.  Then he walked over and knocked out the crying and drunken Pachi with a knife.

    "Thank you very much, it's been a big help." Marisa said with a sigh of relief.

    "It's nothing. I'm usually a little lax in disciplining my subordinates. It's me who should apologize." I replied.

    "No, no. It's me who has always caused trouble for the Scarlet Devil Mansion." Marisa said, and then she and I toasted.  I dragged Pachi back.

    "Do you feel a little afraid of me now?" I asked after throwing Pachi next to the little devil.

    The little devil nodded, then immediately shook his head.  Look at me and say nothing.

    "Ah, speaking of which, you just looked at my Youmu's kendo performance and seemed to be quite disapproving of it. Do you have anything to teach me?" At this time, Yuyuko walked up to me and said.

    "I don't take it as advice. I just saw something a little bit." I said.

    "Your Excellency has also studied the way of swordsmanship?" Youmeng next to Yuyouzi asked.

    "Just so-so." I said.

    "Then, please draw your sword." Youmu drew her sword and pointed it at me.

    "oh?"

    "Please, like all dignified swordsmen, draw your sword. I demand a duel with you!" Youmu said.

    ?????????????????????? I looked at Youmu very strangely, as if I were looking at a rabbit that is overestimating its capabilities and is like a wolf challenging: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

    "Before this, when I was demonstrating my swordsmanship, I also saw the look in your eyes, which seemed to be quite disapproving. All dignified swordsmen will make the same choice as me after receiving such treatment.  !¡±

    Youmu¡¯s attitude was very firm, which made me a little embarrassed. After all, I still wanted to stay in Baiyu Tower for one night.

    "Mrs. Youyouzi?" I turned my head and looked at Youyouzi.  I wanted her to stop this written test, but when I saw her smile, I knew this test was inevitable.

    How should I put it, she is indeed Yakumo Murasaki¡¯s friend, the fox-like smile on her face is almost exactly the same as Yakumo Murasaki.

    "Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey." I didn't shirk anymore.  I readily agreed.

    "Very good. Then, draw your sword." Youmu nodded, and then took a stance.

    "Tsk." I rolled my eyes, then thought about it, and still didn't pull Yi Tian out, I just pointed the bronze scabbard at her.

    "Alright! Everyone, please pay attention. Now, the master of the Baiyu Tower, Soul Youmu, and the owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Wright Baldwin, will present a wonderful swordsmanship performance for everyone! Please applaud!" Yakumo Murasaki is afraid that the world will not be happy.  Lu¨¤n yelled like this while holding something that looked like a microphone.

    The girls who were already drunk naturally could not identify the so-called conspiracy.  Just cheering happily.

    "Aren't you going to draw your sword? Or do you think that I'm not strong enough for you to draw your sword?" Yaomeng suddenly became a little angry when she saw me gesturing at her with a scabbard.

    "Well, if you want to be respected, show your strength." I felt a little helpless towards this overly serious girl.  ???It cannot be said that labor and management are afraid of death. They are afraid of provoking the God of Death as soon as they draw their swords, so they dare not draw their swords.

    "Hmph - don't blame me if you are killed because of this - this is the underworld, just reincarnate!"

    While saying very scary words, he launched an attack. The first move was the sword-drawing technique of the Erto style. The two sabers, one long and one short, one left and one right, cut in a semicircle at my waist. Look.  That posture seemed to cut me in half.

    "It's a little trick." Although I said this, my movements were not slow at all. The bronze scabbard blocked the dagger at more than twice the speed - at the same time, the other hand grabbed the three crescent moons at some point.  The flying knife in the shape of a knife opened and closed like a claw, grabbed the long knife, and then pulled it in my direction.  Youmu suddenly felt like he had lost his balance.  Involuntarily tilted in my direction.

    "What a terrifying power. In terms of pure strength, this guy is definitely not inferior to the ghost just now." Youmeng was secretly surprised, but the movements of his hands were not slow. He rushed forward, and with a flick of the short knife in his hand, he lit up the stars.  , straight to the point.

    No matter the speed, strength or skill, they are all impeccable and gorgeous - except for the final failure to hit, they are all perfect.

    But it¡¯s meaningless if you can¡¯t hit!

    I dodged Youmu's attack sideways, and with my right hand, I let go of Youmu's long sword. The three crescent moon flying knives flew towards the starry sky, clanging and clanking, directly neutralizing Youmu's move.  At the same time, the scabbard of his left hand directly hit Youmu's wrist.

    Youmu suddenly felt pain in his wrist, and almost stopped holding the knife. At this moment, if Youmu gritted his teeth, abandoned the knife and retreated, he might be able to hold on for a while.  But Youmu is too real.  She was fooled by the fallacy that a person dies with the sword and dies with the sword.  Insisting on not retreating, the long knife in his left hand that had just freed himself from the restraints slashed at my neck. He still wanted to use offense instead of defense, forcing me to return to defense.

    joke.  I turned sideways again, bent down and kicked Youmu on the calf.  Forcibly making an attack stance, Youmu, who had completely lost his sense of balance, fell to the ground.  When he raised his head again, he found a sword scabbard pressed against his neck.

    "It's over." I said this, and at the same time stretched out my hand, ready to pull Youmu up.  Although Youmu didn't want to accept my help, the pain in her ankle was so severe that she couldn't fight alone.  Then he reluctantly held my hand.

    "Ah! Is it over?"

    From the time Youmu drew his sword to the end of the battle, the whole process only took a little more than half a minute.  Some girls who drank too much just felt their eyes were dazzled, and then Youmu fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

    At this moment, Yuyuko and Yakumo Murasaki looked at each other.  My good friend doesn¡¯t explain, everything is kept silent.

    Youmu had just been hit on the wrist of his right hand by the scabbard. At this moment, I pulled him and he almost fainted without pain.  When I looked at it again, it was already a bruised and swollen area, and it seemed like no bones had been injured.  The same goes for the ankles. As soon as I stood up, the weight of my body pressed directly on my calves.  Then I almost fell again.

    Announcement in advance.  This wasn't my intention to take advantage of others - I supported Youmu and whispered to her, "Sorry, I was a little harsh."

    "It's nothing don't pay too much attention." Youmu's arrogance was almost smoothed away by me at this moment, and she only felt that being in my arms was not an unacceptable thing.  After thinking about the extremely short battle just now, I realized that I had shown mercy - and even if I showed mercy, the final result was still a complete defeat.

    Youmu, an honest child, has begun to admire me.

    "By the way, Mrs. Yuyuko. Is there a place to rest in Baiyu Tower? Youmu shouldn't be able to attend the banquet in this state - also, I also need a medical kit and the like -" I said  At this point, I suddenly remembered that in Gensokyo, there are already some very convenient things like mobile phones.  But the actual level of productivity is still stuck in the Middle Ages, and advanced things like medical kits should not exist: "Forget it, I will figure it out myself."

    "Oh, that's it just go up the stairs and you'll be there. If you want a room, you can go anywhere." Yuyouzi pointed at the main body of the Baiyu Tower that seemed to have at least a few thousand levels and led directly to the far, far away Baiyu Tower.  said the building's staircase.

    ¡°Well, thank you very much.¡± After I finished speaking, I helped Youmu prepare to leave.

    "It's better to leave this kind of matter to the ghost servant." Mystia said something more, and Yuyuko filled the bottle with wine.  He fainted and fell unconscious instantly.

    ¡°It¡¯s exactly as you said, he is a very generous man.¡±As I walked further and further away, I was discussing with Youmu who couldn't walk at all: "Do you want me to carry you?"  Yuyuko said to Yakumo Murasaki: "Speaking of which, Murasaki, aren't you jealous?"

    "If I was really jealous, I would probably die of acidity long ago." Yakumo Purple snorted softly: "Drink." Then she filled her and Yuyuko's bowls with wine.

    At this moment, Youmu still couldn't resist my persuasion - in fact, her feet were so swollen that she couldn't walk at all. In short, she was carried on my back like this.

    It is very light, even lighter than ordinary women's children, at least half the weight.  I felt the weight for a moment, and then expressed my speculation: "Is it half-spirit?"
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