I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Academy Island.

Misaki Yata and Saruhiko Fushimi's battle was forced to stop, and it was the Golden King and his group who interrupted their fight.

Suoh Mikoto was accompanied by Kusanagi Izumo, Totsuka Tatara, and Kushina Anna.

When Misaki Hatta saw them, she took the initiative to stand next to them.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat awkward, and Fushimi Saruhiko also stood next to Munakata Reisi.

At this moment, Isana and his two companions, who were in the spectator position, became very conspicuous.

All eyes were on them; they were like little white rabbits surrounded by a big bad wolf, trembling with fear.

Neko clung tightly to Isana Yashiro, she was so scared she was about to turn back into a cat.

Yatogami Kuroh looked solemn. He recognized the leaders of the three parties; they were the Second, Third, and Fourth Kings, respectively.

What on earth happened that made them all appear here together?

Isana Yashiro didn't think too much about it, but looking at the old man in the middle of the group, whose hair was gray but whose posture was still upright, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"So you're the Colorless King? The Miwa family brat's here too."

Kokujoji Daikaku recognized Yatogami Kuroh, as Miwa Ichigen had once taken him to the Miyazaki Tower.

As for this colorless king, he had a sense of déjà vu.

"Huh, are you talking about me? Sorry, I'm not the Colorless King, you've mistaken me for someone else."

Isana Yashiro smiled sheepishly, though he still didn't know his own identity.

But one thing is certain: he is not the Colorless King.

This old man has mistaken someone else for someone else. If he wants to find the Colorless King, he should go to the Third King, right?

After all, Yata said that they had already captured the Colorless King.

"You're not the Colorless King?" Munakata Reisi was a little surprised; this was different from the information they had found.

He glanced at Suoh Mikoto without leaving a trace. No wonder they didn't react; it must be true.

Then a new question arises: if HOMRA didn't come for this boy, then what was it for?

"No, you must be Munakata, the head of Scepter.4."

"I want to clarify here that I am not a murderer, and the people of HOMRA can testify to that."

When Isana saw Fushimi Saruhiko standing behind Munakata Reisi, he guessed that Fushimi was the Fourth King, the Blue King.

Munakata Reisi is an official, and he needs to clear his name of any wrongdoing.

At least those wanted posters playing on the streets can be taken down.

“Yes, the boy is right, this has nothing to do with him.” Totsuka Tatara confirmed Isana Yasushi’s words.

When he saw the boy again, he could really feel the difference between Isana Yashiro and the Colorless King.

“You are the ruler,” Guo Changlu Dajue said decisively.

"Could you tell me which king you are?"

He had a vague guess in his mind, but no evidence to confirm it.

"I'm sorry, I don't know either. I don't remember anything from before."

Isana Yasushi shook his head at Kokujoji Daikaku; he really couldn't answer that question.

Because even he himself doesn't know the answer to this question, and he can't answer others either.

"It's alright, may I take a look at your Sword of Damocles?"

Guo Changlu Dajue's tone softened considerably, even carrying a hint of tenderness.

“Sure,” Yashiro Isana readily agreed.

Perhaps this old man can tell which king he is.

He mobilized the power within his body, and soon a magnificent, silver-white greatsword appeared above his head.

The sword of Damocles is also inlaid with six gems of different colors.

Guo Changlu Dajue was stunned; he hadn't seen this sword for many years.

Only the Sword of Damocles of the Silver King possesses the characteristics of the other six kings' swords.

His suspicions were confirmed; the unfamiliar young man before him was none other than his close friend, Adolf K. Weizmann.

"Weizmann...long time no see."

His face was filled with nostalgia; after 70 years, they finally met again.

“Lieutenant…” Yasushi Isana murmured unconsciously upon hearing Kokujoji Daikaku’s words.

However, he quickly came to his senses and looked at Guo Changlu Dajue with a puzzled expression. Did they know each other?

Munakata Reisi recognized Isana Yashiro as the Silver King the moment he saw the Sword of Damocles.

He now understood why Guo Changlu Dajue had come to Academy Island: it was because the Silver King was there.

Suoh Mikoto wasn't surprised; he already knew Isana Yashiro's true identity.

He came to Academy Island to witness the death of the Colorless King.

Gojo Satoru said he planned to kill the Colorless King today for the guy who hurt Totsuka Tatara.

Even if he can't do it himself, he wants to see the murderer die with his own eyes.

"Weizmann, do you remember me?"

Kokujoji Daikaku excitedly stepped forward and shook Isana Yasushi's hand; it had been a long time since he had heard the title of lieutenant.

"Sorry, I can't remember." Isana Yashiro shook his head again.

But when he saw the look of disappointment on Guo Changlu Dajue's face, he felt a little sad.

"So we know each other, right? What's our relationship?"

He could tell that Guo Changlu Dajue seemed to have a good relationship with him from before.

"That's right, we're best friends."

Guo Changlu Dajue said with a nostalgic look, "They are best friends for life."

When Gojo Satoru returned, he happened to witness this scene, and a row of question marks appeared above his head.

What's going on? Why are these people making such a slow progress?

Is this the first time they've started recognizing their relatives? He thought that once he returned, they would find the Silver King's body.

Then they were racking their brains trying to figure out how to switch their bodies back.

When he saw Guo Changlu Dajue in the crowd, he couldn't help but sigh. "Is it true that people get clumsy as they get older?"

I heard that the Silver King and the Gold King were from the same era, so Isana Yashiro must be an old man.

Tsk, he remembered something funny again: Isana called him teacher.

Hahaha! Isana Yashiro = old man. An old man called him teacher. Just thinking about it made him laugh out loud.

Then his laughter reached everyone's ears, and when they looked up, they found him in a tree.

Looking at the white-haired man leaning against the tree with a bright smile, a row of question marks appeared above everyone's heads.

Where did this white fur come from? None of them noticed when the person appeared.

For a moment, everyone had different thoughts, especially Munakata Reisi and Kunijo Daikaku, who did not recognize Gojo Satoru.

They were speculating whether Gojo Satoru was a ruler or an outsider, and whether his presence here was part of a conspiracy.

"Gojo-sensei, what brings you here?"

Isana Yashiro excitedly greeted Gojo Satoru, while Neko behind him suddenly transformed back into a cat.