Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

There was nothing urgent at first, but the five of them said, "There are guests waiting."

So Hailing's invitation to have dinner together that she mentioned in the car had to be postponed.

Walking along the path, I saw two groups of people waiting in front of the thatched hut.

One team was dressed in Inazuma's native costumes, with two horses and a carriage in the middle.

One team wore black masks, and many people in the team were dressed in strange clothes.

These are just the people in the open, there are many more "ninjas" in the dark waiting for the opportunity to act.

Such a big scene...

It makes sense. To seize the initiative in such a short time, the person who comes here cannot be a small figure.

"What a big battle."

"What are you doing hanging around someone else's door?"

Muramasa announced his arrival with a loud question, and both sides responded at the same time.

"Excuse me," said the man in native clothes.

"I guess the person coming is Lord Muramasa." The woman in strange clothes on the other side followed almost at the same time.

Muramasa remembered this feeling. In the past, the subordinates of the daimyo who wanted to ask him to forge a forge all had this attitude.

Without immediately paying attention to them, Muramasa crossed the passage between the two of them and stepped into the barrier of his workshop:

"Report your identity and purpose."

The two looked at each other, and the man spoke first:

"Lady first."

The latter did not refuse, but nodded with a smile and replied:

"I am Vitana, the current envoy of the Fatui and the Kingdom of Winter."

"I would like to establish a friendly relationship with Mr. Sengo Muramasa. Could you please discuss this in detail?"

Although I have heard of the Fatui many times, I didn’t expect them to come to me directly this time.

Moreover, contrary to my expectations, he was actually quite polite.

Looking at their previous behavior, I thought they were all arrogant and domineering guys.

Muramasa did not answer, waiting quietly for the other side to speak.

"I am a minister of the Shefu, and I have come to see you this time because..."

There was a "puff" sound beside me, it was the sound of the fools over there who couldn't help laughing.

Although the smile has a sarcastic meaning, there is really nothing wrong with it.

If they were the only team present, there would be nothing wrong with the servants speaking up.

However, the other side sent the highest-ranking envoy in the current team to treat them with courtesy, but this side only had a subordinate speaking, which inevitably made people feel that the etiquette was frivolous.

The minister over there frowned and continued:

"us……"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a voice behind him.

"Wait a moment."

The sound came from a carriage not far away, and the sound was clear and crisp like spring water falling into a pond.

"It is really impolite to ask for help from others while sitting in the carriage."

"I hope you will forgive me for any shortcomings in my thinking."

Slender fingers as smooth as jade emerged from behind the curtain in front of the carriage, pulling aside the sky-blue drapes, and a delicate, soft and gentle face emerged from the shadows.

The minister who was originally standing in the center immediately made way and bowed his head respectfully.

"Yes, ma'am."

A girl in a haori and pleated skirt slowly stepped down from the carriage, her face half-opened with a folding fan, and a restrained smile.

"Reintroduce yourself."

"Society magistrate, Kamisato Ayaka, please give me your guidance."

"I've come here this time to discuss something important with Lord Muramasa. Would you be so kind as to offer me a conversation?"

The person sitting in the car was the eldest daughter of the shrine's owner. Although the fools over there were surprised, they were not that shocked.

This young lady was the face of the society, and at most she was surprised that a swordsmith would appear here.

But considering the other party's abilities and the duties of a community advocate, there's nothing surprising about it.

...You really think highly of me?

If there were no outsiders here, it would not be this young lady who came down here.

Muramasa just glanced at the girl and then turned his gaze to the frame of the bicycle which was too spacious for only one person.

And the marks on the ground were not just from one person.

But Muramasa didn't say anything. He just nodded and gestured:

"Then come in and talk. I'll prepare some crude tea."

"After all, we just settled here not long ago, so there aren't many good things."

After hearing what he said, the two teams planned to file in.

"Who let you all in?"

He noticed their movements and was stopped by Muramasa as soon as he took action:

"Only those who report their names are my guests. All others should wait outside obediently."

After saying that, he walked into the house.

Kamisato Ayaka looked back, blinked slightly to signal, then stepped over the barrier and walked in.

The Fatui on the other side had an obviously ugly expression on their faces, but they also followed behind and walked into the thatched hut.

"What a cruel look..."

Inside the carriage, a feminine man who looked somewhat similar to the girl smiled in surprise.

"It seems that the intelligence was not wrong."

"As Inazuma's fortunes change, we must hold on to this card firmly."

PS The first few hundred words are because I'm addicted to Disco Elysium and the like.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 30: Confrontation

The dim light enveloped Muramasa's thatched hut.

The furniture was cleaned meticulously the day before yesterday, but today it is a little dusty.

Muramasa took off his shoes and walked into the house. The floor creaked as he walked.

After a while, the sounds of furniture moving and kettle boiling could be heard in the room, followed by the fragrance of brown rice tea.

"Please come in."

Only then did Muramasa let the two women into the house.

There were three futons placed in front of the long table. Muramasa sat on the one on the side, and they could choose from the remaining two facing each other.

The first person to enter the room was a white-haired girl wearing a haori. She had already put away the folding fan that was half covering her face.

The white socks dampened the sound of her feet, and after gathering her skirt, she knelt on the mat.

The latter did not have too many concerns, took off his shoes, went into the house and took his place.

I didn't expect the clothes I bought would come in handy so soon...

I'll have to thank them both next time.

"Let's talk about it here if we have anything to say."

As soon as everyone sat down, the host Muramasa spoke first.

Although the two people in front of me have slightly different purposes, I think they both want to win me over.

Rather than being a mouthpiece while they bid up their chips, it is better to let them clarify their "budget" face to face.

In response to this, the Fatui diplomat did not hesitate and immediately spoke:

"Since Mr. Muramasa has spoken, we won't hesitate any longer."

"We are willing to use real money to purchase your skills and abilities, Mr. Muramasa."

"No matter what the price is, as long as you are willing to ask, we have the courage to accept it."

The arrogant remarks made by her seem to have received considerable endorsement from the person behind her.

This is a strong move, wanting to take over the other party at a single price no matter what the other party does in the future.

Linghua had some doubts about this. The ability the other party had shown now did not seem to be enough for the Fatui to recruit with all their strength.

But if Kamisato Ayaka doesn't speak up about such a direct poaching, the company's position will be awkward.

"Mr. Muramasa is a member of Inazuma's clan. Why would you need to ask outsiders for help?"

"What the fools can give, we can also give."

After saying that, she turned her gray-blue eyes towards Muramasa:

"Sir, we are not talking about buying your technology. We just hope to establish a long-term and stable cooperation."

"People, manpower, money... As long as it's within our capabilities, the Society will fully support you."

Compared to the recruitment of the Fatui, this side is more gentle and stronger, and is obviously more independent.

Of course, autonomy comes with risks.

Full "support" means wanting you to go higher, that's the implicit clause.

On this point, both sides are the same - they only talk about what they can give, but not what they need.

How can we make a quotation for a hollow check without stating the price?

"You really haven't said a single useful word."

"Their lips are as if covered in honey. I can't smell a single whiff of their breath..."

"Since you won't tell me, I'll just ask directly."

"What exactly do you need me to do?"

Muramasa went straight to the point, trying to uncover the truth in their words.

This time, it was the local Inazuma side that spoke first.

"We hope that Mr. Muramasa will establish a school in Inazuma and pass down the swordsmithing techniques."

Founding a school means taking root in Inazuma.

And inheritance means that this technology will also become Inazuma's property.

"We don't ask for anything, nor will we beg for anything. We just hope that your talent can stay with Inazuma."

Hearing this, the Fatui on the other side began to attack:

"Stay in Inazuma? Waiting to be killed by you guys?"

"You can't even protect your own things, yet you shamelessly want to keep other people's things here with you."

"Do you know what the Northland Bank of Winter relies on? Reputation."

"We will do our utmost to protect the assets of the parties involved. No country or organization can force us to hand over the money stored here."

"Unlike you, we won't let our customers have their money taken away from us."

Although she knew that the other party's words were all traps, Kamisato Ayaka obviously had no other way to go and no other words to say.

"Today's Inazuma is different from before. The Kamisato family will do their best to ensure..."