Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

See Muramasa leaning down and picking up his weapon.

With this action, his voice suddenly became louder.

"The Fatui! I know the Fatui, as long as—"

seam

After one blow, the world returned to peace.

The ghost shark kept opening its mouth, trying to say something, but it couldn't form complete syllables.

His perspective began to move from top to bottom, including Muramasa, the ground, and his own body.

"You're so long-winded... I say, you look more like an old man than I do, don't you?"

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 4+彡四⊙翅二|d鸸IoVba四'Elemental Power

Following the red-haired young man's words, the rescued girl found a corner in the mountains and curled up.

While waiting, a loud thunder exploded in the direction of the village, causing her to worry and lean out of the hole she had found.

He scratched at the long cape he was wearing, his fear overcome by his concern for the man who had saved him.

She moved out of the cave and cautiously moved towards the village.

"Ok?"

Looking in from a mound outside the village, the group of wanderers had disappeared.

The red-haired young man was moving the bodies out of the village and doing basic processing.

"Really... is it all over?"

Looking at the once peaceful village turned into this scene, the emotions in my heart surged and tangled together.

The pain of having their families and lives destroyed, the relief of having survived, the joy of having their fears lifted...

And a certain contradiction that is unique to survivors.

"Hmm? You're back earlier than I thought..."

Muramasa looked up in the direction of the girl, waiting for her to approach.

"Muramasa...Mister, these are all your..."

The girl slowly pulled down the long cape that belonged to the other person, handed it to him, looked around, and asked the doubts in her heart.

"Let's just consider it resolved. No one should have escaped."

Seeing the other party return the long robe to him, Muramasa did not say anything too polite.

"Ahem...why not change your clothes first?"

His eyes were involuntarily drawn to the two white masses. Muramasa coughed lightly and looked away.

"Then, if you can help call back the rest of the village, that would be a great help."

"Ah—yeah! I'll go right away!"

After hearing what the other party said, she finally reacted, nodded heavily and ran towards her house.

"Haha... I wonder if there's any empty house here that I can use as a knife field."

"Otherwise, this old man's body won't be able to hold on for too long..."

Thinking of this, Muramasa began to think about how to replenish his magic power next.

To replenish magic power, it either requires human body fluids or needs to be absorbed from the outside world.

As for body fluids, there are quite a few here, but Muramasa is absolutely unwilling to use things from human remains.

To absorb magic power from the outside world, if it is the original world, it is necessary to use methods such as positions.

But the difference in this world is that Muramasa can feel the extremely abundant "magic power" everywhere, or as the locals say - elemental power.

But you can only feel it, just like asking whose house the smell of rice comes from, but you can't find where the smell comes from, so naturally you can't put it into your mouth.

"Do you really want me to eat all that? Or... should I borrow a house first..."

He scratched his head helplessly, unable to think of any solution to have the best of both worlds, and could only reluctantly shift his gaze to the ground.

When passing by the ghost shark, he was attracted by a purple pendant.

"Hmm? This is... what that guy just mentioned, right?"

Thinking of the other party's mention of the Fatui, power and other meaningless words, although I didn't pay much attention to it, but thinking of the energy released by the other party, I still tried to pick it up.

"This is……"

Feeling the magic contained in it, Muramasa felt a tingling sensation flowing through his whole body.

Unlike the magic power that originally served only as "fuel", the elemental power here brought about further changes after entering the body.

"Everything around me has become so clear. Is this some kind of enhancement?"

The Eye of Karma that Sengo Muramasa originally possessed was a variant of clairvoyance, which had already given him extremely strong eyesight and improved dynamic vision, to the point where he could see through cause and effect.

The thunder elemental power here temporarily strengthened the power of these eyes and also enabled the body to gain a speed that matched this vision.

"Let's put aside the effects for now, but I still can't mobilize the so-called elemental power..."

Holding the pendant in his hand, he could absorb the remaining power from it, but he still couldn't use the surrounding elemental power like the ghost shark did.

Since it belongs to that guy, it is no longer the village’s property.

Muramasa thought so and kept it temporarily.

"If I have this, at least I won't have to worry about disappearing for the time being..."

……

By the time the villagers returned, it was almost night.

Judging from the number of houses, there are dozens of households and more than a hundred people.

After this incident, only about forty or fifty were left.

"Uncle Wukou, is there no one else?"

The girl who was rescued by Muramasa asked a tall middle-aged man desperately, but the latter just shook his head and glanced at the house that was about to be half empty with a gloomy look.

"No more. I thought there were a few missing, but they were just found in the well behind the village..."

He looked at the girl in front of him, sighed softly, and then continued:

"Hailing, your parents are here too..."

Upon hearing this news, Hai Ling was stunned. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. She just nodded heavily.

"Thank you... for telling me."

She didn't reveal any other expression, but just walked straight towards the back of the village.

After Hailing left, the atmosphere became quiet and the last source of the voice disappeared.

Everyone was quietly doing their work, cleaning the house, clearing the scene, informing the authorities...there was not much time and space left for sadness.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Muramasa was not assigned any work, so he could only take the initiative to ask the five people who looked like the village chief.

"How could we trouble you any further? We are already very grateful that you can help us deal with this banditry!"

When the five of them saw Muramasa coming, they immediately straightened up and became serious:

"You've helped us so much, but we're in this state right now and can't really thank you."

The busyness he mentioned was not only about getting rid of those ronin, but also about taking back property and food.

No matter how many people die, the remaining people still have to live.

"No, it's a bit embarrassing for me to just wait here..."

"In that case, how about I take you to see the house first? I also heard from Hailing that you want to live here, right?"

So if I don’t do something, I always feel like I can’t calm down…

Ah, forget it. Now that he has said that, there is nothing I can do.

"Indeed, then I will respectfully obey your command."

The two of them then walked towards a certain direction of the village, chatting as they walked.

"I heard from Hailing that you came from quite far away, right?"

"Well, sort of?" Muramasa said vaguely, "It's a pretty small place, and I can say I fled here."

"Eh? Even someone of your strength..."

"If God doesn't favor you, then no matter how powerful you are, it's useless, right? If you can't get enough to eat, you can only move to another place, right?"

"That's true..."

Following the five of them, they came to a secluded place in the village. The well mentioned earlier was right there, and the frail-looking Hailing was taking care of the funeral arrangements for her family.

"This is the blacksmith shop in our village—it's called a blacksmith shop, but it's actually been uninhabited for a long time."

Muramasa glanced at Hailing, who was kneeling in front of her family and praying their last prayers, and looked at the house introduced by the five people.

The house itself is not big, but the forging platform and warehouse behind it are all equipped.

The warehouse looked like it was still occasionally opened, but other places clearly hadn't been used for a long time.

"What a surprise! A village like this actually has a forge?"

"Ahaha, it's mainly because the tools in the village need maintenance, right? The original craftsmen only earned a living here, and later they went to Inazuma Castle."

"Inazuma Castle..."

Muramasa, who knew nothing about this place, could only repeat it, but fortunately the other party didn't take it to heart.

"Yes! The legendary castle tower where General Raiden resides, the castle that was directly protected by her, is a dream place for craftsmen, especially swordsmiths, right?"

"Hmm? Why did you pull out the Temple Spirit Temple?" Muramasa asked a natural question.

"As a swordsmith, you don't know this?"

The five of them were a little surprised. They didn't expect that he didn't even know anything about such a thing.

"That general was the founder of the Inazuma swordsmithing school, and his branch led to the Inazuma national treasure, the 'Thunderbolt Five Transmissions.'"

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 5 Projection, Beginning

"From what you said, it would be better for me to know him, right..."

He was thoughtful about the other person's excited expression, but didn't take it too seriously.

"But I really don't know much about these things. Anyway, it's a very famous school, right?"

Muramasa's words made the five of them at a loss as to how to respond, so they could only nod in agreement.

But then, his desire to teach others took over, and he added:

"But I heard that some of them have already declined."

"Well, that's really a pity."

Without asking any further questions, Muramasa simply accepted the fact with a slight regret, leaving the five people who wanted to speak at a loss as to where to begin.

Ignoring the other party's desire to speak, Muramasa ended the conversation neatly:

"Then I'll tidy up this place first. If you need anything, just come find me here."

Damn it, I really wanted to add a few words!

The five of them muttered a few words inwardly, then gave the key to Muramasa and returned to the village to arrange the aftermath.

"Next..."

Now that he had a place to stay, Muramasa began to set up his own magic formation.

A small amount of magic power is used to connect to the earth veins at the center of the formation, just like adding water before digging a well, waiting for the earth veins to repay the favor.