Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

"I don't know what's going on at Xiao Palace?"

After that day, Xiao Gong returned to Inazuma with many imitations of God's Eye, intending to secretly distribute those eyes to the God's Eye holders who were still hiding in the city.

It’s just that the communication capabilities are limited, and I don’t know what the current progress is.

"I've heard from some businessmen that there are actually very few teams trying to capture the Eye of God these days."

Hailing recalled her conversations with some businessmen:

"It's said that negotiations on Haigi Island broke down, and the Tenryo Bugyo are gathering their forces and preparing for a military assault."

In other words, the war is about to begin.

War...

Muramasa's eyes flashed back to his past life, the time when people were starving to death.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing is inevitable in any era."

……

"What? You're going to challenge the executor of the Eye Hunting Order to a duel before the Emperor..."

The white-haired boy looked at his friend in front of him in disbelief. He hadn't seen him for a long time and he never expected that the first sentence he said would be so shocking.

His chestnut hair hid his gaze, but it couldn't hide the determination on his lips.

"We can't wait any longer, Manye."

He folded his arms and gently stroked the white cat in his arms:

"The Eyehunter Order has never claimed anyone's life before, so even if their wishes are taken away, there's still room for maneuver."

"But now it's different. War is about to break out, and I can only take this one gamble."

The young man called Manye was choked up. How could he not know what his friend was thinking?

"Do you think that if you win, you can still usher in a turnaround; if you lose, you can still face that Wuxiang's sword?"

The friend didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Knowing that he was determined to leave, Manye rationally did not intend to persuade him anymore, but emotionally he could not stop:

"Don't die..."

"Why would I want to die?" His tone was full of sternness. "Taking that blow was just a reward for my courage."

"But that's not my goal. If it can bring about a change in the current situation, then I'll give up this ideal."

"Are you sure..."

After hearing what he said, Wan Ye calmed down a little, but his brows were still furrowed as he asked a question urgently.

"Not now, but..."

"I found it after visiting the swordsmith."

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 54 Seeking a Sword and Victory

"So, you want to ask me for that demon sword?"

Muramasa looked at the two people who came over, and after confirming them, he let out a long breath through his nostrils:

"No."

"That sword accidentally entered the demonic realm. It's not something an ordinary swordsman can wield."

By not looking at the disappointment in the other person's eyes, Muramasa even hoped that this would dissuade the other person from wanting to die.

"Besides, even if you win, things won't turn around."

"Guys in the Jianghu have their limits. The so-called duel before the emperor is just an excuse. Whether the current situation can be changed in the end depends solely on the ideas of that person 'inside the cabinet.'"

If it is just a personal conflict, perhaps it can be resolved by a duel in front of the emperor - solve the source of the conflict, and the conflict will no longer exist.

But in Inazuma's current situation, his opponents are the three magistrates and Inazuma's ultimate offspring, the god. He doesn't think that he can solve the problem by simply defeating the executor of the Eye Hunting Order.

"The mere fact that something like this could even be possible is ridiculous..."

“Yes, but it’s already been established.”

The man who asked for the knife said:

"Seven days from now, in front of the castle tower, I will duel with the executors of the Eye Hunting Order—the Tenryo Bugyo—in front of the emperor."

……

a few days ago

"Someone actually dared to challenge the general to a duel in front of the emperor?"

Seeing this solemn yet somewhat comical writing, Kujo Takayuki laughed from the bottom of his heart:

"Because you know the General won't take action, do you naively think you can defeat us, the Tenryo Bugyo?"

The man began to shake his head at the application in front of him, but then he thought that this might also be an opportunity.

"So, do you want to refuse?"

Tongxin, who relayed the entire story, asked.

"Do not."

Kujo Takayuki immediately drafted a plan and stamped it with his own seal.

"Since he wants to die, I don't mind showing off the majesty of Tianling Fengxing."

……

"The notice stated that this duel was not supposed to take place—but Tianling Fengxing admired his courage and specially arranged this battle."

The young man, called Manye by the sword seeker, explained for him:

"As long as he can defeat ten elite Tianling officers in a round-robin battle, I will give him a chance to meet the general."

"The Tianling Bugyo even made a note at the end of the notice, stating that this time they were merely praising his courage and that no further requests for duels would be accepted."

"And he can give up at any time before the duel begins."

I've even thought of a way out...

It stated that it would no longer accept any applications and would continue to maintain a condescending attitude.

But he also portrays himself as someone who listens to the people's voice.

"So, these guys actually want to make an example of someone, right?"

Fighting ten people in turns is undoubtedly a trap. No matter whether he fights or flees, it can help them achieve the goal of increasing their prestige.

"But I'm afraid this is my only chance to speak out."

The chestnut-haired man gazed upwards, into the invisible distance, imagining scenes he had never seen.

A flag with the Raiden motif was raised in front of the castle tower. General Raiden sat on the high platform, witnessing the ronin and the magistrates step onto the stage.

“…Haha.”

"I know."

Knowing that the other party was determined to leave and had no intention of backing down, he finally gave in.

He returned to the thatched hut and took down the demon sword called "Yaegaki" from the hanging stand.

"Listen carefully, this knife is probably different from any other on your resume."

"And, to be honest, it's not suitable for combat."

Manye looked at his friend and watched him reach out and grasp the demon sword.

The moment his hand touched the hilt of the knife, he felt numb from his palm to his upper arm and shoulder.

what--

The Eye of God on the waist lit up simultaneously, and elemental power was continuously flowing into this magic sword.

He found it difficult to control himself, and just after holding on for a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Elemental power... is out of control!"

His tense nerves made him forget to breathe for a moment, and he just tried to control the elemental forces that were supposed to be guided by him.

The knife was draining his energy, controlling elements outside his body to flow into it, as if the knife itself was awakened in his grip.

"Stop—"

It was unknown whether the demon sword had finished "eating" or his control had overcome the demon sword's own will, and it absorbed a large amount of elemental power and became silent again.

He finally calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the numbness had not completely subsided, he was already at the level where he could swing the knife.

"Such overwhelming power... no wonder it's called the Demon Sword."

Seeing that his friend had the energy to express such emotion, Wan Ye finally felt relieved and began to examine the demon sword.

It wasn't the first time he had seen a demonic sword, but compared to other demonic blades, this one seemed unusually restrained.

There is no violent hostility in it, only a demonic aura is revealed when it is forged, and only the sharp edge is constantly sharpening itself.

"This sword is indeed different from ordinary swords, or even other demonic swords..."

"If this is it, maybe it can really bring you a turnaround."

maybe?

Muramasa raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't show it.

"Not necessarily."

Manyo's friend showed a calm and cool smile:

"Of course I can."

Hearing this, the corners of a certain knife maker's mouth finally curled up in relief, and the guy who touched the knife maker's heart spoke again.

"Muramasa-sama, what do you mean when you say it's unfit for combat?"

Hearing him mention it, Muramasa did not hide it:

"This sword was originally crafted to the specifications of a 'sacrificial sword,' intended to please the spirits and grant wishes."

"After all, the so-called 'offering sword' is a knife used for blessing, not for wielding or fighting."

"This guy is too sharp."

"It may seem like YiqiVII厁二(二)九貳 is a good thing, but if you swing it at the wrong angle, its performance will be affected."

A knife that is too sharp will become blunt after a few collisions, so it will be difficult to be effective on the battlefield where steel collides.

In other words, this battle is the same—

It would be fine if it only happened once or twice, but if he relied on this knife, he would not be able to make it to the end.

Hearing him say this, both of them showed serious expressions.

After finishing his words, Muramasa added:

"Of course, this also depends on the user's level."

However, it is questionable how much of this statement is flattery to the other person and how much is boasting about oneself.

"understood."

The chestnut-haired young man stood up and bowed respectfully to Muramasa to express his gratitude:

"I will never forget your generosity and kindness."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Muramasa stood up and said:

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"You can stay in my thatched cottage for the next few days. Hailing went to Inazuma City, so her room is empty."

"Let me teach you a little bit about how to use that knife. - First Release"

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 55: The Nameless One