Blood sprays like a fountain from the severed neck of the Samurai.
A few drops of fresh blood splatter onto Aoto's eyelids, nose tip, mouth corner... Aoto doesn't even blink.
Since his time travel to this world, he has slain countless enemies and is long accustomed to blood and death.
Aoto wasn't just standing there dumbfounded without doing anything just now.
When the 18 Samurai appeared, he began silently measuring the distance between himself and them, calculating how to counterattack once they attacked, who to prioritize killing, and the smoothest way to strike each one.
In short—once these obviously hostile Samurai appeared, Aoto tensed his nerves, ready to confront the enemy at any moment!
This is the first time Aoto has faced so many enemies alone.
Looking back on the past, almost every battle Aoto fought had companions assisting him by his side.
During the Snowy Night Chaos, Saito and Anthony's guards were by his side.
