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Bahari was stunned.

This was the time he most wished he had made a mistake in his 100 years as a researcher.

"A... Ancient Dragon Lord Silver Dragon cub, is... stealing eggs??? WTF?! Is this really not a scratching bird?"

One second ago, he was still imagining how the young Jue Silver Dragon should show its heroic appearance, and the next second, the little Jue Silver Dragon showed him what it meant to have a strong sense of stealing.

What researchers need to do is to record everything about the monsters truthfully.

Bahari tremblingly picked up the notebook and pen in his hand and wrote down a "true record" that was circulated for nearly a hundred years in the future.

[The young Jue Silver Dragon.]

Four legs and two wings, not much different from the appearance of the [original] adult previously recorded.

In terms of habits, they are good at hiding.

　In terms of food habits...

Makes a living by stealing dragon eggs from other dragon species.】

Of course, these remarks caused a huge uproar in the academic community regarding the ecological habits of the Jue Silver Dragon, but that is another story...

Just as Bahari was about to continue following, a Fukubiki rabbit suddenly came into his sight and flew around him.

Hearing the urgent call, Bahari knew that there was some urgent letter that he needed to read.

He originally planned to ignore the letter sent to him by the guild.

But it was Fukukitani's movement that made Xiaojue Silver Dragon realize something, and he completely disappeared from Bahari's sight without a trace.

When the latter looked ahead again, he had already lost his target. He was so angry that he grabbed Fukuki Rabbit and opened the letter tied to his feet.

"Really? You ruined the golden opportunity to observe the juvenile ancient dragon..."

At first, Bahari looked at the letter with anger, but as his eyes kept turning between the lines,

The anger on his face gradually turned into anxiety, and finally even a hint of horror.

After reading the letter, Bahari crumpled the paper tightly, and then ignored the young silver dragon and ran straight to Yanhuo Village.

……

the other side,

In the void, a girl dressed in snow-white, with silver hair and red eyes, was jumping and walking in it, carrying a bag of materials.

She just waved her hand and a twisted space door appeared in front of her.

When she walked through the door, there was an endless fire in front of her, and in the middle of the fire was a huge forging table, where a white-haired old man was hammering cast iron.

The old man didn't even look at her. He continued working on the ironwork while saying:

"Hmm? Isn't this the little girl from the [Divine Envoy]? How come you have time to come and warm yourself by the fire?"

"Hey, it's been a while since I last visited you. I was worried you'd be lonely, so I came over to chat with you.

Grandpa Qianzi."

Hearing this, the old man, whom the girl called Grandpa Qianzi, stopped forging iron.

With a wave of his hand, the cast iron and tools on the workbench turned into nothingness.

"It's come to this, it's already a failure."

Seems to have noticed something.

The girl apologized repeatedly.

"Eh? I'm sorry, Grandpa Qianzi, did I distract you?"

The old man was quite straightforward and answered very simply.

"Well, it's true that your distraction caused the iron forging to fail, but it's not entirely your fault. From the very beginning, I felt that this knife would not be able to achieve great success."

"That's it..."

The girl's eyes rolled around, revealing a mischievous expression. She then raised her hands behind her back in front of the old man and held up a bag of silver dragon materials.

"Well, as an apology, how about I give this to you to forge your sword?"

The old man snorted and didn't take it.

"Hmph, little girl, don't think I don't know. After you forge this sword, you want to 'borrow' it, right?"

Seeing her plan exposed, the girl stopped pretending to be apologetic and instead patted her head and laughed:

"Really, Grandpa Qianzi, I can't hide anything from you~"

"Enough of the polite talk. Before forging the sword, let me first ask you, who do you want to give this sword to?"

The old man neither accepted nor refused, but turned to look at the girl with a serious expression.

When asked what "that person" looked like, the girl lowered her brows slightly, then slowly said:

"He is a gentle person."

However, the girl didn't expect that the old man immediately shook his head.

"I reject."

"Huh?! Why?! Grandpa Qianzi, aren't you satisfied with just forging the sword?"

Hearing the girl's evaluation of him, the old man was so angry that he smiled.

"You little girl...

Listen carefully, gentle people, you cannot use my knife."

"?"

Seeing that the girl still looked confused, the old man continued:

"My whole life, I have been pursuing the goal of forging a famous sword that can sever sins, but until my death, I never achieved this wish. I was even given the name of the Demon Sword.

The sword that I had placed my hopes on to uphold justice had long been stained with an ominous mark and had been used to commit atrocities.

The so-called gentle person, there is no way that he can wield my sword."

Hearing this, the girl pondered for a moment, but then righteously retorted:

“He…is not that kind of coward.

For the sake of those around him, he would attack an enemy that was a hundred times stronger than himself.

Every battle he fought was to protect the people he loved so that they could live better. He was what Grandpa Qianzi said was a man who upholds justice!

Moreover, he has never pointed his weapon at humans. All he has fought are demons and monsters!

So I believe he is worthy of Grandpa Qianzi's sword!"

The girl's eyes were determined and unshakable, and her belief in the method was deeply rooted in her heart.

After looking into the girl's eyes for a long time, the old man smiled slightly and took the bag of materials from her.

After opening it, a light flashed in the old man's eyes.

“I didn’t expect you could get something like this!

Okay, then I'll forge a knife for you.

But remember, power comes at a price. Whether one can wield this knife depends on whether his heart is firm enough.

I also hope that the sword I forge can escape the ominous fate of taking human lives..."

The old man looked at the Jue Silver Dragon material with a burning gaze, remembering what the girl said.

"Only fighting monsters and youkai..."

After muttering something, he waved his hand again, and the tools on the forging table reappeared.

The continuous sound of iron hammering once again echoed with the scorching fire.

It seems that the flow of time here is slightly different.

The girl didn't mind staying here for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, a large sword with a somewhat strange appearance was placed in front of the girl.

"It's forged. Although it's not as good as the [Oboro] I forged before, it's definitely an invincible sword."

The blade of this katana was a strange blood-red color, while the back of the blade shone with a sacred and silver light.

As a special attack weapon against monsters and monsters, the blade of the katana is wider and thicker than the ordinary katana, but the edge is not sloppy at all.

The absence of a scabbard is the best proof.

This detail also caught the girl's attention.

"Grandpa Qianzi, where is the scabbard?"

"The material you gave me is too special, and the blade needs to be made bigger and thicker. I don't have any extra material left for the scabbard.

Plus, it's too sharp, and an ordinary scabbard can't withstand its sharpness, so just take it as it comes."

Hearing this, the girl did not feel distressed at all. Instead, she took the sword and stabbed it directly into her chest.

There was no scene of blood splattering or flesh being destroyed. When the blade sank into the girl's chest, it was like sinking into a lake and being swallowed up.

"Well, it doesn't matter if there's no scabbard, there's storage space anyway...

By the way, Grandpa Qianzi, what is the name of this knife?"

When the old man heard the girl mention the name of the sword, he smiled confidently and generously.

"[Weird]... Muramasa."

Rise: Chapter 111: The Crisis of Yanhuo Village

Waste God Community Domain.

After a day of hard work, Han Xin returned to his cozy nest.

Looking at the little fake fox dragon who was welcoming him with a smile, Han Xin put down the bird in his mouth and then greeted him warmly.

At the same time, the little fox dragon saw his father return with a gentle and kind look, and thought that his anger had dissipated.