Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 212 Wartime Alliances

Matou Ryogen's hand hovered in mid-air, waiting for the bird's response.

The bird could only believe half of what he said.

Does Lieyan want to return to the present world where Feibiao lives? Of course he does; that kind of longing can't be faked.

But whether his self-confidence is as he claims, and whether he is truly so open with himself, only heaven knows.

The bird didn't reach out immediately; it simply stood still, trying to see through the old insect.

Unfortunately, the other party concealed it very well, and apart from his own instincts being alert, he couldn't see any clues.

"Coordinates..." Asuka chewed on the word repeatedly in her mind.

In this old man's mind, he probably sees himself as just a key.

The moment that door to the source opens will likely be the moment when I and the berserker are drained of our remaining value and utterly sacrificed.

But just like the decision he made when he met Kariya, he has no choice now.

Asuka glanced at the exhausted and terrified Kamado mother and daughter behind her, then recalled the other powerful Servants from that night...

Although Kenneth escaped with serious injuries, the other participants were still observing from the shadows.

It would be fine if it were just me, but it's too dangerous to be wandering around with Sumire and Haru, two ordinary people who have basically no ability to protect themselves.

It's best to lay low for now and cooperate with the Matou family for the time being.

The tense expression on Asuka's face relaxed.

He grasped Lieyan's withered hand: "Alright, old man."

"Since we share the same goal, it's always better to have more friends than more enemies in this unfamiliar place."

Upon hearing this, the wrinkles on Matou Reiken's face smoothed out.

Hehehe...

"...A wise choice, young man." He squeezed Asuka's hand tightly: "I knew that someone as powerful and pragmatic as you...a Grim Reaper, would understand my good intentions."

"Welcome to the Matou family. Although it looks a bit dilapidated, it's more than enough to serve as a fortress against attacks from mages."

Yan turned around and slammed her cane heavily on the ground.

"Kariya!"

,..I am here."

Standing in the crowd, enduring the pain of being bitten by insects, Matou Kariya straightened up with some difficulty.

"Take the guests to the guest rooms on the west side to rest." Lie Yan's instructions were given with the casualness one would show to livestock: "Remember to open the barrier, so those ignorant little fellows don't disturb the honored guests' peaceful sleep."

After saying that, he took another deep look at the bird, then let out a chilling chuckle, and slowly disappeared into the dark depths of the corridor, his body hunched over.

After he had walked away, Yan Ye turned around and said, "Come with me."

His eyes held a complex expression.

The addition of this Avenger might actually increase our chances of winning this war... but there's also a hint of sympathy.

He knew that old monster's methods all too well; anyone who made a deal with Matou Ryouken would usually end up with nothing but bones.

But he didn't say anything.

Now, he is just a dying man who has burned his life to save Sakura, and he has no extra energy to meddle in other people's business.

Asuka beckoned Sumire and Haru to follow, the mother and daughter warily scanning their surroundings.

There was always a faint musty smell in the air inside the mansion, along with a rustling sound like insects crawling, which made people quite uneasy.

"Bear with it," Asuka whispered to reassure the two. "Think about it from another angle: in this kind of insect nest, it's not easy for those magicians to break in."

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"...Haha, Mr. Asuka is right." Sumire forced a smile.

The group walked through the long corridor and arrived at a guest room on the west side of the second floor.

Pushing open the door, the inside was surprisingly tidy.

Although the furniture is old-fashioned and full of Showa-era style, at least it doesn't have that nauseating stench.

"You'll stay here tonight..."

Yan Ye stood at the door, weakly leaning against the door frame: "The bathroom is at the end of the corridor, the kitchen is on the first floor... Don't go to the annex on the east side or the basement."

As for why, he didn't elaborate.

After leaving this warning, Yan Ye dragged his heavy steps away.

As his figure disappeared around the corner, several tiny, beetle-like creatures fell out of his collar and quickly burrowed into the gaps in the carpet.

"So this is the magician's house..." Haru closed the door, leaned against it and let out a long sigh of relief. Then she immediately checked the windows and locks: "It feels even scarier than a haunted house."

Jin was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. She collapsed onto the soft bed, letting out a relaxed groan.

"Never mind... whether it's a haunted house or an insect nest, as long as I can sleep, it's paradise."

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Looking at her daughter who had fallen asleep instantly, Haru shook her head helplessly, covered her with the blanket, and then turned to look at Asuka.

"Mr. Asuka, aren't you going to rest?"

Feiniao stood by the window, observing the magical barrier in the courtyard through the gap in the curtains.

"Heroic spirits do not need sleep," he said calmly.

Haru opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to express her gratitude, but in the end she just nodded and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

These past two days have been incredibly harrowing for the mother and daughter.

For an ordinary person, it is already quite remarkable to be able to maintain a calm mindset after encountering dangerous situations for two consecutive days.

But for the birds, the long night has only just begun.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The mansion was deathly silent, save for the occasional hooting of an owl.

The bird remained in a spirit form, sitting cross-legged in mid-air above the room, resting with its eyes closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

A faint magical fluctuation, filled with sorrow and despair, emanated from the depths of the mansion's underground.

Enemy attack? It shouldn't be, but it doesn't seem like the aura of the Matou father and son.

I hope it's not some old man pulling some kind of black magic trick and getting me involved.

Feiniao glanced at the sleeping mother and daughter, and after confirming that the doors and windows were locked, decided to go and see what was going on.

His figure passed through the walls and through the intricate corridors, following the scent of the marking insects in the walls downwards, until he arrived at the basement entrance that Yan Ye had mentioned.

It was a heavy iron door, with a faint green light shining through the cracks, and a strong, nauseating stench emanating from it.

Without any hesitation, the bird went straight through the door.

The sight before him made even this seasoned warrior, who was used to life and death, shrink his pupils involuntarily.

This is a huge underground cavity.

This is what is known as the insect warehouse.

The ground, walls, and even the ceiling were covered with hundreds of millions of insects.

They have a hideous and ugly appearance, secrete a viscous liquid, and make a creepy wriggling sound.

At the edge of this sea of ​​insects stood a figure teetering on the brink of collapse.

Matou Kariya.

He didn't rest; instead, he dragged his broken body here.

At this moment, he was looking at the center of the insect warehouse with a tender yet desperate gaze.

Amidst that nauseating swarm of insects, a tiny figure huddled.

She was a little girl with purple hair.

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