Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

It's slowly getting lively here...

Hailing thought.

……

After a quiet meal time.

The fox ran away again with a puff, showing no sign of being ruthless in staying with the owner.

Hailing took away the dishes and went to wash them like a housewife.

"By the way, Zaoyou."

An old lady looked at Zaoyou, who ate his meal voraciously after she had finished talking to him, and was about to continue sleeping soundly.

"Ok?"

"Since you have accepted my meal, please answer a few of my questions."

After helping Hailing serve her meal, he sat down as well.

"what is the problem?"

Zaoyou had just swallowed the food made by the other person. He felt grateful for the food he had eaten, and since he couldn't go to bed right after eating, he asked obediently.

"Regarding Haiji Island, although I usually don't ask the employer's intentions when giving me a commission."

"But, should we call it curiosity? Being specifically mentioned by the company magistrate must be a significant sum."

Although Zaoyou is very slow, he still has some sense of propriety when it comes to such matters.

So she looked around and then spoke:

"I heard they're preparing for war..."

war……

Cun Zheng muttered to himself, and what appeared before his eyes were the battlefields he had experienced and the war-torn era in his life.

"Because of the Eye Hunting Order?"

Liuqiyier8si4bar-Yueyizaopomelo thought for a while and nodded:

"Um……"

"But it seems there are other reasons as well."

"It seems like the beliefs over there are a little different from ours?"

……

A few days ago, Haiji Island

"That General Lei Dian intends to issue such an order..."

Inside the Coral Palace, a young girl was listening to the report from the witch below.

"Yes."

The witch nodded and said:

"According to the spies, the Tianling Bugyo is already making preparations."

"I'm afraid they've already anticipated the reaction from below and are ready to use force to suppress them at any time."

"I'm afraid it will soon arrive at Umijima as well. My Lady of the Immortal Goddess, what should we do?"

The girl known as the present-day shrine maiden simply played with her long hair, which faded from pink to blue-purple, moving it back and forth at the pink-purple gradient at the end of her temples.

She herself is the holder of the Eye of God and will inevitably become the target of the Eye Hunting Order.

Being a target itself is nothing, but she is the "present-day god priestess", the respected and beloved supreme leader of Umijima.

Moreover, it's not just her, there are also people who possess the Eye of God among the people living on Umi Island.

"The Eye of God is the embodiment of ideals and an important organ in every human being..."

Just as the amputation of a person’s limbs affects their life, the Eye of God is not connected to the body, but it is also a part of it.

It is the organ that carries desire.

There has been a long-standing grudge between Haiji Island and the mainland. The issuance of such a decree this time, which arbitrarily cuts off the hands and feet of compatriots, makes bloody conflict inevitable.

"Since bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable, we must make plans early..."

"How much weapons do we have left in reserve, and how many craftsmen do we have left?"

Although Inazuma is most famous for the Raiden Goden, these are not the only craftsmen.

In response, the witch just shook her head:

"Not optimistic. We don't have many standing weapons, and the demand for the raw materials needed for forging is also low."

The girl didn't show any more expression, but just adjusted her thoughts:

"Then we have to purchase them as soon as possible, but we need to forge such a large amount of weapons and equipment at once..."

"The Tianmu family is definitely not an option. Let Wulang visit the individual households along the way."

"As soon as possible, we need to seize the opportunity before the law is implemented."

Suddenly, she remembered her pen pal talking about the rumors that had been making the rounds in Inazuma City these past few days:

"A swordsmith suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Inazuma City these past few days, right?"

"If we can get him to relocate... No, it's too late to win over a swordsmith of that caliber."

To win over...

Moreover, that "Exquisite Fried Tofu" deliberately mentioned...

"Remember to ask Wulang to find out what he's saying. Maybe we can find a hidden ally."

"The only thing left is Irezaki Pasai VII Temple Wuliu, and the countermeasures made against the general over there."

This action should not be enough to require General Lei Dian to take action, so the general should be Kujo Sara of Tianling Bugyo.

She is good at military tactics...

Favorite strategy...

The number of people that can be handled at one time...

The information formed in the mind of this "present-day divine priestess." She ground ink and picked up her pen, beginning preparations for battle:

"You should retreat first."

Seeing her expression, the witch immediately bowed respectfully and left a separate space for her.

The girl took a deep breath. She was not a genius with extraordinary calculations, and she could not figure out the secrets in one go.

So, since quality is insufficient, we must make up for it with quantity.

As long as you make every possible effort, you can defeat the enemy before they even engage.

The enemy has many soldiers and generals, while ours has few generals and weak soldiers.

Not only are they few and weak, but there are probably not many who are familiar with military tactics or even know how to read.

The only thing I can trust is probably their loyalty.

We cannot rely on the soldiers' on-the-spot response, but must take all decision-making power into our own hands as much as possible.

The transmission of information, the simple division of commands...

It would be best if the enemy couldn't understand it.

The girl pinched her brows, which were aching from the excessive consumption of "energy", and stood up and slowly walked to the window.

The striped skirt swayed with her steps, and her gaze was cast around the Coral Palace.

Bubbles of various sizes and colors slowly floated up from all around the Coral Palace, hanging to a height visible to the entire island before suddenly bursting.

"Just use this."

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 41: A Notice to All Inazi Citizens

"I can really feel it. The magic in the air is becoming increasingly uneasy."

Muramasa rarely left the thatched hut, so he went outside and walked down the slope at the entrance of the village.

This was the only time in recent days that he had not gone out for work.

The line of sight moves slowly upwards from the horizon. The warm areas are land, and the dark areas are all ocean. The boundary between land and sea is extremely clear.

Thunder, lightning, and storms, wrapped in cumulonimbus clouds, gathered outside the land, plotting something with the unique bass of thunderclouds.

The fishing boats docked were talking about things like "Why don't we go out to sea today" and "Lord Ogosho, please protect me from being eaten by the sea."

The abnormal climate remains, and the number of patrolling warriors is visibly increasing.

The villagers had different opinions on this, some felt that they were walking for a sense of security, while others concluded that something strange was happening, which led to various conspiracy theories.

Muramasa, who knew the inside story, declined to comment. If he were alive, he would only say, "My shoulders and forearms are so sore," and the reason was that he was in his own yard.

The iron blocks in the warehouse were almost used up, including the good steel from the society and the gambling steel sent by the Tianmu family.

All the weapons had been sold out, and the trampled threshold of the thatched hut proved it all.

It’s just that the main customers are all concentrated in one or two hotels, and the others who didn’t make reservations had to return empty-handed.

A certain general from Kaigi Island who knew nothing about it commented that it was a blessing to have so many of them.

Fortunately, there was no one else around during the negotiation, otherwise the news of "Goro was assassinated and the scene was blocked" would have been reported in the newspaper.

As for whether Inazuma has a newspaper, that is at least not within Muramasa's consideration.

Those samurai couldn't even get reservations for future forging commissions. A certain "Shimura" who wished to remain anonymous even slammed the door and left, saying "You'll regret this."

Of course, this kind of life of forging swords with eyes open and sleeping with eyes closed will come to an end temporarily. At least the thunderstorm looming outside shows that these two days are not good days for forging swords.

"Yo~! Muramasa!"

A bright golden color appeared at the end of Muramasa's vision. That was the main purpose of his going out.

"Here he comes."

y/u*e-已1溜器卌飼(七)死?吾(六)"Change of style today?"

He stopped and waited for the girl, who was brighter than the sun above his head, to run to his side.

The visitor's hairstyle remained the same, the ball decoration swayed as he ran, and he was still wearing an orange yukata.

The changes in style mainly focus on tightening the cuffs and the way of wearing.

"Did you see it?"

The person who came, trying his best to suppress his excitement, was Xiao Gong.

“It’s not a subtle difference, is it?”

She was picked up by Xiaogong, but she had no intention of returning to the thatched cottage to rest.

In her words, how could you stay in the house when you are at the beach?

So the two of them walked all the way towards the coastline.

"Look! This is my latest firework launcher design—"

As always, the girl had a lot of creative ideas, and after meeting this top craftsman, she thought of nothing else but those ideas that could not be realized in Inazuma.

The drawings showed all kinds of fantastic ideas about fireworks. From the ratio of gunpowder to the launching mechanism, she marked every step in detail on the paper.

"How about this, can it be done?"

"Well, they're just delicate little parts, but if you can do it, you can still make it."

Muramasa carefully examined the item the other party handed over, and gave it a final check on its feasibility:

"But whether it can function as you envision after assembly, we'll have to wait and see in practice."

"It's okay! Just being able to do it is already a great success~"

At this point, she began to dance with joy again:

"You know what? Muramasa, ever since I saw you forging the sword last time, I've also had an idea."