Reincarnation in Another World Starting from Bones ~The Bare Hero Rise from a Skeleton (WN): Chapter 270

 

Octopus Samurai



 Just like that, we are making good progress in conquering the 4S unexplored dungeon.



 Unexpectedly, I feel like it's easier than the SSS dungeon we had conquered previously.


 As expected, the dungeon where Muscle Man was located seemed to be special.



 However, once we reached the 400th level, the situation changed completely.



 That's right, it appeared.



 Eight arms like Ashuraman (see Kinnikuman manga).


 The face is an octopus.


 An octopus samurai with two Japanese swords.



"Master! This monster is strong!"



 Shiro is having a hard time.


 The two swords cut through all the threads that Shiro puts out.



 I examine the octopus monster with the appraisal.



 Race: Octopus Samurai lv.88


 Occupation: Master Fencer


 Title: Dual wielder


 Skills: Touki, Blow, Slashing Wave, Octopus Ink


 Hobbies: Training



 Unexpectedly, it is a monster with occupation.


 Moreover, it is a rare occupation.


 And its hobby is training.


 It doesn't make any sense at all.



 The swordsmanship of the octopus samurai is similar to the swordsmanship used by humans.


 In fact, it's almost the same as human swordsmanship.


 It keeps its distance and even uses its foot.


 Moreover, it wields two swords.


 There's no way it's weak.



"Master, the octopus samurai is provoking you!"



 When I looked at the octopus samurai, it was gesturing for me to draw the sword from my waist.


 Apparently, the octopus samurai wants to have a sword fight with me.



 Samurai to the end.



 I have no choice but to draw my sword.



 The octopus samurai grinned as if it were happy that I drew my sword.



 Did you really want to compete with me that much?


 Or rather, because I was holding a sword, did it mistake me for a samurai?



 At last, the battle between me and the octopus samurai, with our lives on the line, has begun.



 The air is tense.



 Octopus Samurai is definitely a master.


 Moreover, it wields two swords.


 I can't easily get into it's range.



 I changed my stance from middle to upper.



 The upper stance is that of a champion.



 The torso is defenseless.


 Full of openings.


 It's a stance that requires a lot of courage.



 However, for 1,000 years in the Room of Spirit and Time, I continued to practice the upper strike.



 There is no gap in my upper stance.



 The battle will be decided when I take the upper stance.



 As expected, even the octopus samurai seemed to be frightened by my sophisticated stance.


 It looks like cold sweat is dripping from its forehead.



 A blow from the top is a one-hit battle.


 If one avoids it, it is the end.


 When you finish the blow, an opening is inevitably created.



 That's right, the blow from the top is like a fragile sword.



 At this point, I realized something.



 The opponent wields two swords.



 If I am hit by one sword, wouldn't it be the end?



 I could only imagine being cut down by the octopus samurai.



 One sword would catch the blow from my upper stance, and the other sword would slice me in the stomach!



 No matter how many times I simulate it, I can only imagine losing.



 I pretended to be calm as if nothing had happened and changed my stance from upper to middle.



 At the same time, the octopus samurai also looked relieved.



 Apparently, the octopus samurai was also afraid of my upper blow.



 I think that the swordsmanship of the octopus samurai and I are on par with each other.



 We are equal in strength.



 Whoever misreads the attacking move loses.



 I simulate it in my head over and over again.


 No matter how it's done, I will end up losing to the octopus samurai.



 And the octopus samurai seems to be simulating it over and over again in its head.



 Or rather, its head was overheating from overthinking, and it was turning bright red.



 If I wait like this, won't it turn into a boiled octopus and self-destruct?



 Slash*!



 Suddenly, the octopus samurai's head flew off.



"Master! You are stupid to wait like this!


 How many hours does it take to defeat one octopus!


 It's already 2 hours! 2 hours!


 I was so tired from waiting that I almost fell asleep!"



 Apparently, Shiro decapitated the octopus samurai using wind magic from its blind spot.



"What a cowardly woman..."


"I’m not cowardly!


 Anyone would get irritated if they waited for 2 hours!


 Or rather, Master, you can use magic, so please use it quickly!


 If you used magic, you could easily defeat the octopus samurai!"


"How could I do such a cowardly thing?


 I'm a Japanese boy with samurai blood!"


"That’s a story from Master's previous life!


 There is not even the slightest bit of Japanese blood in Master's blood now!"


"You!"


"Master, are you sure you want to wait so long?


 The octopus samurais are lining up to match Master!"



 I hadn't noticed until now because I was focused on the one-on-one battle with the octopus samurai, but before I knew it, the octopus samurais had formed a line and were waiting for me.



"How polite..."


"I think the octopus samurais are more Japanese than Master......"


"Yeah. It didn't skip anything out of order..."


"What do you mean?"


"Until now, it's been waiting for me without complaining.


 If you're Japanese, you have no choice but to be polite and meet each other.''


"This number of people?"


"Of course! When someone shows you courtesy, Japanese people do it in return!"


"Master is just originally Japanese, though!"


"You still say that!"



 And so, for five whole days, I continued to fight to the death with the octopus samurais on the 400th level.



 Well, it's a secret that I got tired of it halfway through and started using magic.





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