Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

"I almost forgot, the most important thing..."

He used the device on his ear to contact several Fatui far away on Narukami Island:

"Have you completed what I told you to do?"

"As you instructed, we have installed explosives in his workshop."

A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, "If he dares to come, we can blow his house to pieces with just one order!"

After all, the other party is driven by elemental forces, and according to the intelligence, this person seems to be able to only rely on the position for supplies. So with this guarantee, he will be safe.

"The final question now is how to get him to come over..."

The soldier stroked his chin, thinking about how to carry out the final plan.

"report!"

A Fatui member suddenly jumped out from below, shouting:

"That Sengo Muramasa is already nearby—"

"what?"

The sudden accident caused the skirmisher to jump down directly from above, with an expression of disbelief written all over his face.

He clearly hadn't released any information yet, so why was that guy already nearby? This made him feel a little uneasy.

"Forget it, the result is the same anyway."

Although the factory has not been completely renovated, the preparations are now sufficient.

"Send out a few advance teams first. Once the defeat is almost complete, you can return to the factory."

The soldier immediately gave the order and then sat back down. He tried to raise his expression several times but suppressed it again, making it look even more ferocious.

Five minutes, no, four minutes... Let them withdraw in four minutes, and then declare victory, right?

One minute……

Two minutes...

Can’t laugh, can’t laugh yet…

boom--

So fast? Has that guy already attacked?

The other party's actions were faster than he expected, but he finally didn't have to be patient anymore!

"Did you hear that? Use all your strength and act according to the plan—"

The soldier shouted loudly, intending to open the elemental force furnace to full power according to the plan, turning the ignorant swordsmith into a skeleton in the factory.

Boom——Boom——Boom——

The continuous explosions continued to ring out, and the triumphant smile on the soldier's face froze:

"what happened?"

This sound was not the explosion of elemental force from the elemental force furnace core, but more like the sound of something breaking and collapsing.

At the same time, the floor beneath his feet tilted down, and the words of the Fatui who hurried up made him stand there in a daze.

What does it mean that the factory was chopped down by him with just a few hacks?

What do you mean he didn't come in at all?

The Swordsmith from Another World: A Request for Leave!

Although I know it's a bit early to stop here, but after all, I heard from others that you can't ask for leave when you are in the recommendation position, so I can only ask for leave today when I am in the recommendation position.

I mentioned in the previous chapter that someone asked why we ended up at Umigi Island... To be honest, it's mainly because the data has been declining, and the previous characters have been almost developed, and I don't plan to stick too closely to the original work, so it would be a bit too much to waste time on their daily lives.

I think there is nothing wrong with what some people said in the comment section - the daily flow of heroic spirits saving the world, saving the world while conquering the character, there is nothing wrong with it!

By the way, I remembered that when I was browsing tb yesterday, someone asked, "Is Qianzi Muramasa an original female protagonist written by you?"

I:?

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 73: Going to a Meeting Alone

"That night, I had just finished my shift at Tianling Fengxing—so, let's just call it getting off work, right?"

Shikanoin Heizo spoke with great enthusiasm, the exuberance that only a young detective could muster:

"I was just thinking about going home when I ran into this sneaky man."

He shook his head proudly, as if everything was under control.

"Oh, he probably thinks it's pretty normal, but in the eyes of the detective, the word 'sneaky' is almost etched on his forehead."

"So I just followed him all the way," the young detective said, spreading his hands, his tone tinged with emotion and helplessness. "But this guy actually went out to sea in the dead of night. I had to swim all the way to keep up with him!"

Finding a boat was time-consuming and easy to be exposed, so the confident detective chose a more "direct" approach - trusting his own physical strength and luck.

"I swam so hard my arms felt like they were no longer mine, and then I saw the guy on the boat meeting up with a group of people wearing what looked like some kind of elemental gear. He even took out something that looked like a trinket—"

He shrugged, looking helpless: "What a pity, it's dark and the road is long, I can't see clearly at all."

"I wanted to go to the island and take a look, but there were patrol boats and people coming and going one after another."

"I can't help it. I originally wanted to go to Gishima to take a break, but the atmosphere here became tense, so I was 'invited' here~"

He first spread his hands, and then poured out all the information he could about the location and shape of the island, making up for not talking enough in the past few days.

But for him, being under house arrest is not a bad thing.

Although it was less fun, at least he didn't have to worry about the war. Besides, he couldn't go to the battlefield, and he might have his Eye of God taken away directly.

For Muramasa, this was like a pillow that had just fallen asleep, instantly filling in a key intelligence gap.

"Thank you, that's a great help."

Muramasa was brief and to the point, saying that the most efficient way to confirm the authenticity of intelligence was to go to the scene in person.

He moved slightly, and almost disappeared from the spot in the next moment——

"Please wait a moment."

Coral Palace Xinhai, who had been standing quietly listening, spoke in time, his voice gentle but with a weight that could not be ignored, "How do you plan to go?"

Muramasa paused and thought for a moment:

"That distance? I can just swim. Sailing is also possible... but I'm not good at that."

He said it lightly, but it was obvious that this distance was not as easy as it sounded to him.

Otherwise, just do the same as when you landed on the Kaijima Island, throw out the magic sword on your body, and then transform into a spirit.

"According to what this fellow said, I'm afraid the first time a ship approaches it will alarm the other side."

Xinhai analyzed the situation clearly. While Muramasa had come on personal matters, he was also a distinguished guest of Kaigi Island. "However, swimming long distances is extremely draining on one's energy. Furthermore, they've been lying low for a long time. Since they've come specifically for you, they've probably made considerable preparations. It would be disadvantageous to rush in."

Her eyes were calm as she pointed out the key point: "If we were attacked in the water, you would also be restrained, right?"

Muramasa understood that fighting in the water, like fighting in the air, was not his forte. He also heard Xinhai's deeper concern—that he was worried about him taking risks alone.

Even though he felt good about himself, Xinhai had never seen the knife maker in action, so he was naturally worried.

"Therefore," a determined look appeared on Xinhai's tranquil face, "Please allow me to accompany you on this expedition."

"This isn't just your business; it's also my responsibility as the leader of Haigi Island."

Those dangerous guys stationed in the waters near Kaigi Island are also a huge hidden danger to them, and she is also worried about Muramasa facing the unknown battle alone.

As for how to approach quietly, she has her own way.

……

The moonlight was broken up by thin clouds, casting scattered cold rays of light, and spreading out a shimmering but unclear silver plate on the dark blue sea.

Muramasa and Xinhai were walking one after the other under the moonlight.

"This feeling... is quite strange."

Muramasa didn't sprint at full speed, but maintained a pace that allowed the people behind him to keep up. The ground beneath their feet wasn't land, but the shimmering sea.

"Please go forward with confidence." The heart sea is like a deep-sea elf, with its feet suspended in the air, lightly "floating" above the sea.

The invisible waters seemed to form a gentle support around her. As a modern-day shrine maiden, her affinity and control over the ocean, like the shrine maidens of Narujin Taisha to the sacred cherry blossoms, was a blessing emanating from the deep sea.

This power not only allows her to walk on the sea as if it were flat ground, but also enables her to float freely above the waves.

This protection is also one of the reasons why they choose to travel at night. With the protection of the deep sea, the heart sea can rely on the sea surface for perception when the vision is limited.

In this way, you don’t have to worry about being discovered.

Not only can she allow me to gallop on the sea, but she can also float on the sea surface beneath her?

Muramasa took a quick look and could roughly feel the peculiarity of the other person.

"Please pay attention," Xin Hai's voice came from behind, with the unique tranquility of the ocean, "I can already sense the presence of the island ahead."

They had already traveled a considerable distance. The sea fog ahead seemed to thicken, vaguely outlining a vast, silent figure. Besides the salty smell of the sea, the air was filled with a faint, ominous aura.

"understood."

Muramasa responded in a deep voice and drew the demon sword from his waist.

Unlike the previous monster that paralyzed and shuddered at the mere touch, the blade that housed someone's wish was now strangely silent, and even if it was swung, it would not encounter the same resistance as "back then."

"I'll go first."

Without turning his head, Muramasa briefly saluted the figure behind him and began to move.

He leaned forward slightly, his feet half bent to gather momentum, and then he stomped onto the sea like a rock falling into the water! In an instant, tremendous force erupted, and the sea beneath his feet was like being struck by a giant hammer, exploding into huge waves several feet high, and the water poured down like a rainstorm.

With the help of this violent recoil force, Muramasa's figure instantly disappeared above the sea surface, and after a moment his figure emerged in mid-air!

His body froze briefly in mid-air, and his gaze turned downwards - above the island, a gigantic fortress constructed of cold metal, rough rocks, and strange pipes rose from the ground, making it almost impossible to distinguish which was the main body, the island or the factory.

There are quite a few people below. According to the blue-haired man on the side of the social magistrate, none of the three magistrates have received any report on the upcoming factory construction here - at least not in terms of procedures, and they have been equipped with such a high level of weapons without any notification.

Then even if everything is destroyed, they won’t have any complaints!

PS: I stayed up all night last night, so today's update will be late.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 74: Useless Efforts

He adjusted his posture in mid-air, maneuvering his body to aim at the arrow below, then used magic power as a secondary propulsion, creating layers of sonic booms in the air.

"Go and report quickly, there are suspicious people approaching from above--"

The well-trained Fatui noticed his presence almost at the same time as the sonic boom, and several of them immediately set out to sneak into the building through several entrances. Even if Muramasa was fast, he would not be able to deal with them all at once.

With no intention of holding back, Muramasa dived down at high speed, not paying any attention to the enemies who were about to be notified.

Even if he went in now, he couldn't change anything, not to mention that he didn't plan to let anyone go after landing.

The moment they landed, the Fatui who were chosen as cushions died without even a sound. The momentum of their fall raised up dust, covering all the surrounding enemies.

"Don't panic, gather around me first!"

In the sand curtain, a fool holding a purple-black giant hammer shouted loudly, trying to call his companions over.

However, what he received was not a response from his companions, but a cold blade slashing at his shoulder.

So fast! But luckily it didn't hit the vital part——

The Fatui was just about to congratulate himself that the Fatui special armor he was wearing had helped him block the attack, when he noticed that his vision had changed and he had lost contact with his right arm.

The right hand was cut off? No.

The knife cut diagonally from his right shoulder to his left armpit. The fluid flowing out of his body from the incision made him look like he was wearing a red robe, while the parts not covered by the robe slid to the ground first.

Muramasa did not stop. His body shot out again, shooting towards the soldiers on the other side who were so scared that they were spraying ice randomly.

Frost covered the surface of his body, but he did not dodge or evade. The blade in his hand pierced through the frost and pierced the man's throat.

When the dust settled, Muramasa was the only one left standing in the area.

"Everyone, teams one and three, follow me and cover! Everyone else, retreat to the factory—"