Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

With a "bang", the figures of the scattered soldiers appeared on the ship which was the last means of escape.

He was a puppet, so simply being pierced wasn't enough to kill him. However, he also knew that if the other party had just thought about it, not even a trace of him would have been left.

"Haha...haha...haha..."

But he couldn't understand, couldn't understand why the other party didn't kill him, and that last look.

It was cold, yet it seemed as if the pity was shown only to a lowly and incompetent creature...

"Why do you have that expression..."

He had imagined many times what kind of crouching expression the enemy he faced would have.

Fury, coldness, ferocity, fear, panic, but no mercy.

Why should he have mercy on me?

"He's telling you your true nature."

My hands were shaking, my feet were cold, my stomach was aching, and nausea was clogging my throat.

* Skirt. Chatting about the pomegranate thing <Pomegranate Ni 亻 Er Xia "Ugh——"

"You couldn't help but dry heave."

"Touch your chest; that is your essence and the reason for his mercy."

The skirmisher placed his hand on the wound, where holes had been pierced by the sword. The wounds that went through him, front and back, pierced the evening breeze, but there was nothing there.

"After countless years of wandering, your empty chest finally has a tenant once again."

"He will follow you like a shadow, like a leech on your bones."

"At least before he leaves, you don't have to worry about not dreaming. You can even dream without falling asleep."

"Get out, get out, get out—"

The soldier scratched his forehead like a possessed man, his fingers almost peeling off the skin on his face, but he did not stop.

He scratched and scratched non-stop, using both hands if one hand wasn't enough, until his entire face was completely torn to pieces, determined not to stop until he had gotten that feeling out of his mind.

"Hmm...very interesting experimental results."

The man wearing the bird-beak mask showed a look of surprise. On the one hand, he was shocked by the hidden strength of the swordsmith, and on the other hand, he was amazed that the puppet had managed to escape.

"Dotore—"

The puppet finally reacted, and pleaded in a seemingly frantic voice:

"Let me ascend to God! Otherwise..."

The original indifference turned into arrogance, and then softened again after being shattered.

"Otherwise, my life..."

"You know, you'll never sleep again in your life until you kill him."

"If you close your eyes, that sharp knife will kill your sleep."

PS I forgot to mention that the second volume will be like a skirmish, don’t worry

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 80: Heart Sea's Boudoir

"Thanks a lot."

Having witnessed everything, Xinhai walked over from the sea and looked at Muramasa, who seemed a little confused. He guessed the reason for his confusion and offered the demon sword he had seen before:

"Are you thinking about the battle just now?"

"Hmm." He simply replied, taking the "Yaegumi" he had entrusted to her for safekeeping from Xin Hai's hand: "The knife just now was just a piercing. What I was supposed to do after that was completely forgotten by this old man."

"This isn't normal." Xin Hai nodded. "Did the Fatui interfere?"

"perhaps."

Muramasa did not deny Xinhai's guess, but he did not confirm it either:

"I have been keeping an eye on the guys over there, but I haven't found any signs."

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Xinhai didn't say much, just nodded and said:

"We've already experienced enough tonight. How about putting these difficult matters aside and returning to Haigi Island to rest for a while?"

"It can only be the."

Muramasa nodded and walked towards the sea.

Behind him, Xinhai frowned, as if he had forgotten something important.

……

Haizhidao

Tonight's trip was originally proposed by Xinhai, so there was naturally no obstruction on the return journey, and he easily returned to the gate of Coral Palace.

But, unexpectedly, there was someone waiting at the door for a long time.

"Lord Shinkai, Lord Muramasa,."

It was almost dawn, but there was still a witch standing at the entrance of the Coral Palace.

The corners of her mouth were raised so much that it was unnatural, and because she was trying to suppress it, it looked a little funny:

"How were the results of the battle tonight?"

Although Muramasa had a vague feeling that there was something mysterious about her question, he hadn't fully grasped it.

So he responded simply with a few words:

"I'm mentally exhausted, but physically I'm okay."

After hearing Muramasa's answer, the shrine maiden nodded thoughtfully, but the smile on her face became even more uncontrollable.

Xinhai naturally noticed the smile on the other person's face, but she didn't understand for a moment why the witch under her command became so strange after returning.

"Could you please arrange a room for Mr. Muramasa? Let him have a good rest tonight."

After she said this, the witch immediately agreed as if she had expected it:

"Please don't worry, Master Xinhai. I have already made all the arrangements after receiving your message~"

The playfulness in those words made Muramasa feel a little uneasy, and it was so artificial that it gave him goosebumps.

But Xinhai frowned and repeated in his heart:

information?

This scene did not appear in her mind, but she did not say anything, just watching the other party's next move.

"This is the spare key to Lord Xinhai's room."

"Because the Miko's room is sacred and inviolable, this is the only spare key. Please keep it safe."

what?

Upon hearing this answer, Muramasa was obviously stunned and turned his head towards Xinhai.

However, the person being looked at was obviously more surprised than Muramasa, and his usually peaceful little face instantly turned red.

Only then did they understand the reason for the witch's subtle expression just now.

When the witch was about to run away with an expression that said "My mission is accomplished", Xinhai quickly called out to her:

"Wait a moment!"

Her voice trembled slightly, but she was very careful to control her volume.

Then the witch turned around again, and her expression was obviously one of respect and joy, with the latter being the main factor.

"When did I tell you this?"

"Um……"

The witch looked at Xin Hai's expression. After spending so much time with him, she seemed to realize that he was not lying, so she said seriously:

"Your jellyfish told me that two hours and twenty-six minutes ago, Master Xinhai."

"The jellyfish has drawn your communication symbol. The message is, 'Please wait for my return, and after I return, please ask Muramasa to stay with me for a few days. Especially when I sleep, please make sure Muramasa is with me.'"

Extremely accurate time and error-free information transmission are the Coral Palace's daily requirements for information transmission.

This is indeed her delivery style and her writing style, and it is precisely because of this that Xinhai's expression became solemn.

"I see."

She nodded, signaling the witch to leave.

"So?" Muramasa asked doubtfully, "You suddenly want me to live with you, but you can't remember why?"

Strange things happened one after another tonight, so he wasn't that surprised.

Xinhai nodded, put his palm on his chest which was restless, and said as calmly as possible:

"Indeed, this matter... I was also very surprised."

She tried hard to recall that period of time, and there seemed to be a blank period of time, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"But since I was responsible for this, I'm afraid there are considerations I'm not aware of right now. I'll trouble you to keep watch for me these few nights."

Since the person involved had no objection, he would not have any objection either, so he nodded.

"Then please follow me."

She paused as the words left her mouth, but still led Muramasa towards her boudoir.

Gently push open the door, and behind the half-open door is a private space belonging to the girl alone.

Opposite the door is a huge bookshelf that occupies an entire wall, neatly stacked with various books and scrolls, from heavy classics to thin report documents.

On the table, the unfolded scroll contained an unfinished military strategy. Apart from that, there seemed to be nothing else. It was so neat that one could hardly bear to step on it.

"This is really..."

Realizing that his glance seemed a little inappropriate, Cun Zheng withdrew his gaze after a brief sigh.

"Please come in, Mr. Muramasa." Xin Hai's voice was filled with a subtle sense of embarrassment as he stepped aside to make way for the door. "The room... is a little shabby, I hope you don't mind."

"It's not that simple, but..."

Walking in, he could clearly see that the space around him was unusually spacious, but he couldn't help but feel a little out of place:

It's such a cold place here.

He sighed in his heart, thought for a moment, and then hesitantly confirmed:

"Do you have any hobbies besides work?"

The sudden question made Xin Hai stunned for a moment. After a long silence, he nodded and said:

"of course."

As she spoke, she very restrainedly omitted the specific content that followed.

"That's good."

Muramasa showed a relieved look on his face and did not pursue the hidden meaning behind her words.

Realizing the curious gaze coming from Xin Hai, he couldn't help but teasing:

"If you were a machine that could run endlessly, I'd start to suspect you were some kind of monster~"

PS I found someone asking about this, so I’ll tell you. I’ve put the group number in the chapter about the release of the article.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 81: Things to Consider in the Aftermath...

Xinhai looked around and understood where the other party was coming from.

"People want me to be more reliable," she said with a hint of embarrassment on her face, "even if it's just in appearance."

"Even in a private space?"

"The room is occasionally cleaned by a miko when I'm away."

This means that this is not an absolutely private space.