Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 1099 - 71 Before Breakfast_2

"After what just happened, there will surely be various trials."

"Although with your strength there’s no need to worry about these—a hyena cannot deal with a tiger, but a pack of hyenas is not to be underestimated."

Hanakaiin Haru reminded in a very tactful tone.

Jason’s strength is, of course, beyond doubt.

He would not admonish Jason as he would Miss Sagaraso.

Because he believes in Jason’s power, he believes more in Jason’s own training habits and system.

His rash suggestion would only add to ridicule.

However, there are everyday things that he must remind him of.

Hanakaiin Haru does know some family tactics.

They might not be able to defeat Jason outright.

But they will make Jason extremely annoyed.

Ultimately, irritation leads to anger, and anger causes one to lose rationality.

A person who has lost their rationality can cause great trouble.

Not to mention a ’Sword Saint’.

A ’Sword Saint’ who has lost rationality can bring about terrifying destruction.

But it will also lead to being surrounded and attacked by a group.

If there is such an opportunity, Hanakaiin Haru believes that those bastards would definitely not let it slide.

Of course, Hanakaiin Haru believes that with Jason’s mindset, he won’t fall into such trouble, but just to be safe, one must be wary.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded.

Why haven’t we reached the shore yet?

I’m so hungry!

Driven by impatience, Jason advanced two steps forward.

From the center of the boat, he walked to the bow, looking into the distance.

And behind him, the sunrise began.

The people who had been standing on the shore soon saw such a scene—

At the bow, Jason stood proudly, his gaze calm and steadfast.

The sunrise slowly ascended, as if draping him in a layer of golden-red armor.

Behind him, the massive ’Ultimate Fate’ slowly sank into the ocean, yet it stirred no waves.

The sea breeze gently blew, fluttering his clothes.

The seagulls skimmed over the sea surface, emitting clear cries.

"Is this the ’Sword Saint’?"

"To answer the call to battle, to fight and win, to seize the title of ’Sword Saint’!"

Someone murmured softly.

And others kept chanting.

"What a pity that no one was there to meet his challenge!"

"What a pity it’s not the sunset after noon!"

"What a pity it’s not a carved wooden sword!"

"What a pity there’s no integrated strategy of sword and sheath to strike at the heart!"

"What a pity there’s no swan song!"

"What a pity..."

Chanting continued, and in people’s ears seemed to ring the light sound of clashing swords, and before their eyes appeared two figures constantly moving intricately, with every strike deadly—the unparalleled swordsmen.

The next moment, all they saw was that far-off man coming by boat,

All are mere phenomena, like illusory bubbles.

Unconsciously, these words came to everyone’s mind.

Is this the ’Sword Saint’?

Unconsciously affecting my heart?

Everyone thought so, but their gaze uncontrollably focused on that tall, robust figure on the paper boat pulling to shore.

They observed the figure as much as they could.

Tall and muscular.

His expression calm, utterly still.

His eyes bright... fiery!

When everyone saw these eyes, their bodies trembled.

What kind of eyes are these!

That fiery sensation made their scalps tingle!

After looking into his eyes, they felt a tremor from deep within their souls!

Is this...

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Tenacity for the ’path of the sword’!

Yes!

It’s just like that!

Only someone who is so dedicated to the ’path of the sword’ could reach the level of a ’Sword Saint’.

Guesses in their hearts.

Quickly turned into admiration.

The next moment, as that figure moved forward, the people on the shore automatically parted to the left and right.

Those carrying swords even bowed in acknowledgment.

Jason’s steps were neither hurried nor slow.

Although he desperately wanted to fly back to the ’Mask X Machete X Meat’ office, hunger constantly tormented him, and he had to maintain a certain pace.

Otherwise, he really feared losing control in front of a crowd.

This isn’t because of some ’idol burden.’

He simply does not want his ’weakness’ to be discovered.

After all, it is extremely fatal.

"Lord Jason, may I know where you are headed?"

Hanakaiin Haru did not board the car but arranged for a driver to take Jason.

"’Mask X Machete X Meat’ Office."

Jason answered.

Though ’Tongshou Temple’ is also a fine place, he is more accustomed to staying in his own ’territory’.

This is a characteristic stemming from the bloodline of his hometown.

There, land is regarded as something important.

Such characteristic is also quite apparent in Jason.

Previously, he often visited ’Tongshou Temple’, naturally for the sake of its heritage.

Now he has learned all the heritage.

Jason still prefers to stay in his own office.

"Very well, Lord Jason."

The driver spoke with utmost respect, even with a hint of zeal.

The driver of the Hanakaiin Family, who is also a person from the ’Inside World’.

He naturally understands the meaning of ’Sword Saint’.

Especially since he is also a master swordsman.

Jason noticed this hint of fanaticism, but he didn’t think much of it, his mind too preoccupied by ’food’, he just leaned back slightly in his seat and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the driver immediately made the ride smoother.

Hanakaiin Haru watched as Jason drove away.

When the car disappeared from sight, he called for another car.

Hanakaiin Haru did not forget his other teammate.

"Sagaraso, take care on your journey."

"If you have any doubts about your training, you can ask me, or simply come to another court to observe those secret techniques – I have already informed the servants, they will take you to observe."

The young Onmyoji said.

"Okay."

"Goodbye, Haru!"

"I’m going to have breakfast first, then start my training!"

Miss Sagaraso waved repeatedly.

Eating again?

A smile stalled on Hanakaiin Haru’s face, but he quickly returned to normal.

He nodded, signaling the driver to take Miss Sagaraso to have breakfast.

After the car carrying Miss Sagaraso left, the countenance of the young Onmyoji immediately darkened.

Turning around, the young Onmyoji walked towards a distant tower.

What’s called a tower is actually a lighthouse at the dock.

However, with the abandonment of this dock, the lighthouse too was abandoned.

But, because it became one of the preliminary selection sites for the ’King of Fighters Tournament’, it was refurbished again.

Including the dock and the surroundings.

What Jason saw was all refurbished.

And the lighthouse was one of the main refurbishment targets.

Not only the exterior was repaired, but the interior was more luxurious.

Hanakaiin Haru had never been here, but the servants had reported back—this was normal information gathering, Hanakaiin Haru believes not only he knew about it, Hanakaiin Itsuki, Hanakaiin Ue, and Hanakaiin Ra all knew.

As for Hanakaiin Tōru?

Of course, he knew as well.

But he basically didn’t pay attention to it.

Even if he heard about it, he just smiled and went to drink tea and play chess.

If it’s Brother Tōru, maybe I could give up...

Hanakaiin Haru thought, then immediately shook his head.

The young Onmyoji was very clear, he absolutely must not harbor such thoughts.

Because, once he did,

He would have lost his momentum.

He would be utterly disheartened.

Right now, it wasn’t just about himself.

He had teammates like Jason and Sagaraso.

He also had his father.

And all those people supporting him.

These people were all watching him.

So, even if Brother Tōru wanted to compete for the position of Family Head, I must also strive!

Thinking this, the young Onmyoji immediately quickened his step.

And following the young Onmyoji, many people also came along.

They of course knew what was about to happen.

In fact, this was what they were hoping to see.

Being one of the four great Onmyoji families, if the Hanakaiin Family showed any sign of ’internal conflict’, that was indeed more than welcome.

Therefore, these people from various forces, hidden here, moved forward while sending out signals.

However, very quickly, as Hanakaiin Haru pushed open the door of the lighthouse.

These people were stunned.

Bloodstains.

Bodies.

Two bodies lying behind the door.

Hanakaiin Haru’s pupils constricted, the young Onmyoji quickly thought of something, almost instinctively wanting to rush inside, but then he forcibly restrained himself.

In an instant, his mind raced several times.

The next moment, he gestured to a servant nearby, saying—

"Call the police."