Chapter 33 — The Blue Moon Duel
( Guys I Repeated Previous Chapter here Like a Recap so it will be uself to you all while reading)
Yuzurei walked deeper into the darkness, the air thick with blue mist and the hum of high-tech structures surrounding him.
Yuzurei: "I wonder why I'm even here… this is so boring."
His tone was casual and annoyed, as if danger itself had become dull.
Musukoni glanced at him.
Musukoni: "I know, just wait a bit. Maybe enemies will appear soon."
A faint sound caught Musukoni's attention.
Musukoni: "I'll go another way."
Yuzurei: "Bye-bye."
He said it like it meant nothing, waving lazily as Musukoni disappeared into the fog.
Now alone, Yuzurei continued walking through the dark, misty corridors. He didn't realize he had wandered straight into the heart of the Blue Knights' castle — the domain of the first and strongest knight.
Deep inside, Eisuke Ichiro, the Blue Knight One, stood silently. He was tall — around six-foot-three — wearing an unbuttoned white suit over a black shirt. His long silver hair brushed his shoulders, and his sharp sky-blue eyes glowed under the dim light.
On his back were two pairs of twin blades, each pair connected by high-tech chains — four weapons that moved as extensions of his will.
Eisuke's calm expression darkened.
Eisuke: "Why did you two have to die… Tetsuya, Kaizen…"
His deep, cold voice echoed through the hall.
"I thought you were strong. Loyal. Pathetic weaklings…"
A flash of light flared across his back — in an instant, Eisuke swung, slicing through the pillars around him with blinding speed.
Eisuke: "Then I'll kill them myself."
The shattered remains of the pillars fell, dust rising like smoke around him.
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Meanwhile, Yuzurei descended a long staircase into an even darker chamber. The air grew colder, the mist thicker, and a pale blue moon shone above through the gaps of the high-tech ceiling.
Yuzurei's eyes widened in excitement.
Yuzurei: "OHHH! MY DREAM PLACE! More scary means stronger enemies!"
He leapt down, spinning his katanas midair like a child playing with toys — deadly toys.
Suddenly, the floor beneath him shifted and a gate opened. Yuzurei fell — but instead of fear, his grin widened.
Yuzurei: "AHHH! THIS IS WHAT I WANT!"
His voice was pure thrill as he landed on his feet, water rippling under him.
The floor stretched endlessly with ankle-deep water reflecting the glowing blue moon and the faint lights of the distant buildings.
Yuzurei: "Ah? Water again? Come on! Anyone strong here?!"
He shouted, his voice echoing through the mist.
Then he saw a figure in the distance — calm, composed, and radiating power.
Eisuke Ichiro stepped forward, the moonlight glinting off his blades.
Eisuke: "So… you're the human from Earth."
His voice was low and steady.
Yuzurei: "Yeah! I'm Yuzurei!"
He said it cheerfully, greeting his enemy like an old friend.
Eisuke: "I'm Eisuke Ichiro. The Blue Knight One."
Yuzurei remembered what Musukoni had said earlier — three of the strongest exist here. His eyes lit up.
Yuzurei: "Ah!! This is what I've been waiting for!"
He unsheathed two of his katanas, holding them loosely at his sides.
Yuzurei: "Fight me!"
Eisuke studied him silently, then nodded.
Eisuke: "I'll accept your challenge."
He drew his four blades, two in each hand, their chains clinking as they spread out like wings.
Yuzurei: "Whoa! You're copying my style!"
He pouted like a child, his lips forming a playful frown.
Yuzurei: "Copycat!"
Eisuke smirked faintly.
Eisuke: "Heh… this is my style too. Let's see who survives."
Without warning, Yuzurei lunged forward with an unpredictable burst of speed — spinning his four katanas, switching grips mid-swing, his movements a blur of silver. Eisuke blocked each strike effortlessly, sparks flying with every clash.
The rhythm of their blades echoed through the air — four katanas versus four swords — lightning-fast, unrelenting, perfectly matched.
Yuzurei: "Ah ah!!! Come on! Why are you holding back?! Are you all talk and no action?!"
His grin widened as the bloodlust burned in his eyes.
Eisuke: "I bet you couldn't even land a single hit on me."
Their fight intensified — steel against steel, flashes of light in the blue mist. Yuzurei flipped backward, striking from above; Eisuke deflected every attack, his blades moving in perfect rhythm.
Then — two small cuts appeared: one on Yuzurei's cheek, another on Eisuke's.
Both paused. The air between them crackled with tension.
Yuzurei: "You're my best opponent ever."
His voice trembled — not with fear, but pure, uncontrollable excitement.