Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Muramasa raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes:

"The villagers have just lost their loved ones, and as sheriffs, you failed to protect them."

"Even if you know intellectually that it's not your fault, many people still feel resentful, right?"

Jiutiao nodded, obviously understanding the villagers' thoughts, and this was not the first time she had encountered something similar:

"So, you want to use this method to bring us closer to them."

We are on your side and will do what we can.

“Although I can’t say it will definitely be useful.”

Muramasa spread his hands and said, "Besides, it's not a good thing for you to have a bad relationship."

A lot of news between villages like this can only be spread by word of mouth, and the villagers' bad reviews will naturally spread to other villages.

If this leads to a decline in reputation, it will be somewhat troublesome.

"Whether it's for you or for them."

Concluding with these words, Muramasa took the lead and walked towards the village.

Kujo Sara stood there, looking in the direction Muramasa left, as if thinking about something.

Do we do it because it is good for “us”?

……

"That's what's going on. You guys are to take this pendant and this message back first."

After returning to the village, Kujo Sara began to lecture his men:

"I'll leave the team first, you can just report normally."

After these words were spoken, the men under him all looked at each other in bewilderment.

One of them raised concerns:

"Lord Sara, you will be punished for this, right?"

"nature."

She seemed to be saying, "What's the problem?"

Seeing this, they didn't dare to say anything more and left the village first under Kujo Sara's arrangement.

"Kujo-sama is truly awe-inspiring..."

Hailing sighed and loaded the items onto a cart with several villagers.

Muramasa also lent a hand, his eyes moving back and forth over the things in the box.

“They all look like new things…”

He muttered as he saw a middle-aged man trying to put the box up, but his hands kept loosening and tightening, and then loosening again.

On top was a pair of children's shoes, very small and handmade.

Hearing Muramasa's mumbling, he grinned, a little stiffly, thinking he was asking himself:

"Well, new...brand new."

"I can't bear to sell anything I've worn..."

After saying that, he put the box down with a bang, without noticing that the shoes on it rolled to the ground.

Then he turned around and tried to escape from the scene.

"Wait a moment."

Muramasa continued to carry other things at hand and raised his chin:

"You lost your stuff."

Only then did he notice the children's shoes on the ground. He hurriedly said "Oh" twice, picked them up and wanted to put them back in the car.

"How can you sell it if it's dirty? It's not worth much, take it back."

Without looking at him, I gave him a reason to take it back in an indifferent tone.

I didn't know what his expression was. I only heard an indecipherable voice, followed by hurried footsteps.

"Mr. Muramasa."

Hai Ling, who witnessed everything, said:

“They said, it’s all here.”

Kujo Sara rode on his horse and slowly pulled the vehicle, indicating that he was ready.

"Then, let's go."

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 12: The Heavenly Leader

The wheels rolled over the grass, and the sound of the wheels turning echoed in the corners of the plain, making the hares on the roadside avoid them as much as possible.

The journey to Inazuma is not long, and a fast horse can arrive there in less than an hour.

But for Muramasa and his group who were carrying the goods, this was a rather long and boring activity.

Fortunately, there were nine Saras riding horses to pull the cart, so overall it was much easier than just two people pulling the cart.

"This mountain, I always feel like I can see it from everywhere."

Muramasa raised his eyes high and looked around. All that was left on the high ground was the high mountains over there.

This solitary peak is already quite eye-catching, and now when you look over there, you can even see a fox-shaped tree, which is simply unheard of.

Kujo Sara in front glanced sideways and took the initiative to explain:

"That's Mount Yingmukai over there, the highest mountain in Inazuma."

"It is the location of Narujin Taisha Shrine. As for the tree... it was just the personal behavior of the chief priest."

While explaining, she was also secretly speculating in her heart.

This person is just like the first time I met Ying Xiangshan.

Not only that, it should be said that he had never even heard of the "Divine Sakura Tree".

Even a first-time visitor shouldn't be so clueless.

"Come to think of it, we saw quite a few foxes along the way. I see. Foxes are indeed messengers of God wherever they are."

Combined with what Kujo said just now, Muramasa couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, I've seen that chief priest a few times at festivals before. He looks very mysterious..."

But compared to their conversation, Kujo was more concerned about the word "all" in Muramasa's words.

Fortunately, I sent my subordinates back to report, and I also brought along my observation report on this Muramasa.

Once the letter reaches the general, even considering the worst-case scenario, he will be able to be controlled.

"Hello, Kujo."

The name given by Muramasa was very direct, which made Kujo Sara frown.

However, his words made Kujo Sara listen attentively:

"That circle of thunderclouds surrounding overseas, has it always been there?"

……

Tianling Fengxing, Fengxingfu

The wooden houses are antique, and every piece of wood has been carefully selected and cut. The selected high-quality wood still emits fragrance even after a long time.

On the walls hung precious ancient paintings and calligraphy works of various masters, but they were piled up randomly without being sorted.

There are also counters displaying ancient pottery and jade with Liyue characteristics. Although there are a few high-quality imitations, their expensive prices cannot be concealed.

Kujo Takayuki was wearing a brown undergarment, supporting his head with one fist, and wearing a Radagan bracelet on his wrist that had a calming effect. He closed his eyes and listened to his subordinates report the results of the trip.

"...That's right. And Lord Kujo Sara also asked me to bring back a record."

"read."

He crossed his legs on the chair and urged the other person to continue impatiently.

"Yes."

"From observation, it seems Sengo Muramasa's origins are unknown, but his strength is unfathomable, and he's shrouded in mystery. He lacks the Divine Eye, but with his sheer physical prowess, he's capable of engaging numerous opponents, and among his enemies are those who can harness elemental power."

"Therefore, I suggest that this matter be reported immediately to General Lei Dian, and she will decide how to deal with it."

"OK OK……"

Hearing this, Kujo Takayuki waved his hands helplessly:

"you can go now……"

"Yes."

The reporting guard nodded and left the mansion, closing the door behind him.

"So, what's going on with this Sengoku Muramasa? Was it also the work of you, the Fatui?"

Kujo Takayuki slowly opened his eyes, his narrow eyes raised, and glanced at the man behind the screen.

"We don't know the details of this, but perhaps it's the work of those 'executives'."

The man spread out his hands, looking as if he couldn't understand what the adults were thinking.

"Ah."

Kujo Takayuki showed a disdainful expression and cursed:

"Those executives of yours were really careless. The people they sent even managed to get this on my desk."

"If I hadn't been here to intercept it, once this thing reached the general, Thunder would have gotten angry... and we'd all be finished."

He slammed the purple pendant Muramasa gave him on the table with an expression that said, "Let me see how you're going to explain this."

"Hey, so this isn't with you?"

The scolded Fatui shrank his neck. After all, he was just a resident with no power and no intelligence. His role was just to serve as a bridge for communication between the executive and the partners.

As for being scolded, that was just a common occurrence. Besides, the other party was not his superior, so he naturally didn't care since he couldn't deduct any money.

The humble attitude is mostly performed to make the other party calm down.

"How about I check with those guys again?"

"No need."

After venting his anger towards that person, Kujo Takayuki was almost calmed down:

"This person has nothing to do with you."

"I saw your name, the Fatui, written on the report."

"This is an important period, and we cannot allow unnecessary complications."

He stroked the paper in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Although I really want him to be killed, but unfortunately..."

"Among my men, there are probably few who can rival him. And Sara is too foolish and naive, unable to adapt, nor does he understand my good intentions."

Put down the paper in your hand and lower your crossed legs.

Put on straw sandals and walk to the window.

"That's all..."

"Anyway, as long as we can deal with the general, no matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to stop us."

"After all, no one can defy that 'Unthinking Sword'."

As for whether this would implicate the Fatui, that was not something he cared about.

The relationship between the two parties is one of mutual benefit, not a close combination.

"Also, what is this thing?"