Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

“This is really hard work.”

However, thinking about what she had just said about her hobby, Muramasa just lamented the harsh daily life of being a "leader".

"With thousands or tens of thousands of eyes watching us, we have to defend ourselves tightly to avoid being caught."

During the conversation, Xinhai lay down on her own cotton sheets. She had originally wanted Muramasa to sleep with her, so she relaxed and continued the conversation while lying flat on her back:

"Come to think of it, your body doesn't seem to need rest?"

"Ah."

Muramasa nodded, pulled a chair over to Xinhai's bedside, and continued the previous topic:

"For me, eating and sleeping are just hobbies. You don't need to prepare a bed or mattress for me."

"Come to think of it, you are so young and yet you have to shoulder such a heavy burden."

"Because at least in name, 'The Present Human Goddess' is a bloodline inheritance..." Xinhai slowly closed his eyes and recounted the mysteries of the 'Present Human Goddess' of Haiji Island:

"Mascot, dictator, puppet... these could all be the true identities of the 'Genjinjinmi-chan'."

"There are even ousted priestesses. Bloodline is just a basic pass to this position."

"For example, the previous generation of 'Current Goddess' simply took on the surname 'Coral Palace'."

She finished speaking in one breath and seemed to feel a little relieved.

"But, is it really okay to tell me this..."

It sounds like some dark government secret, but being announced so openly like this makes me feel like I might be silenced at any moment.

"Haha, maybe it's because you're not from Haiji Island?"

Hearing his worried voice, Xin Hai couldn't help but laugh:

"Besides, with your abilities, no one would be able to do anything to you even if they knew."

Having witnessed his ability to cut mountains and shake the sea tonight, Xinhai didn't think that there was anything on Haiji Island that could hinder him.

"Besides, there's no one else I can listen to."

He is an outsider, but he has the power to do without all these conspiracies and tricks, so there is no one better suited to be a listener.

"If...if it's possible..."

"call……"

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and her self-conversation gradually turned into steady breathing.

Muramasa looked at the girl curled up peacefully on the bed, her slightly raised chest rising and falling steadily.

"I fell asleep..."

Maybe I was too tired tonight and all my energy was exhausted after saying these few sentences.

Muramasa didn't pay much attention to her last words, thinking they were just brief mumblings in a dream and a slight sigh about her precarious situation.

This wasn't the first time he'd slept in the same room with a young girl, and he wasn't as awkward as before.

But this period of time is so boring that it makes people sleepy. I can only look at the night view of the sea and sky from time to time, and sometimes glance at the peaceful sleeping face of Xinhai.

"As a Heroic Spirit, I don't need to rest, so doing things like this is quite convenient."

It was very quiet and nothing happened.

……

After dawn, Xinhai woke up from his sleep.

After realizing that Muramasa was still sitting by the bed, it took her a few minutes to digest the reality before her and she started chatting with him.

"In other words, nothing happened last night..."

Xinhai nodded, not surprised by the result:

"That's foreseeable... I probably won't be resting during the day. Would you mind working with me this morning?"

"I need some time to inform everyone about your situation. Then you can move freely."

Unlike the Tenryo Bugyo who was suspected of being a spy, Xinhai was not worried that Muramasa would do such a thing.

"I don't have anything to do here, right?"

Muramasa muttered something, but nodded.

"understood."

"Regarding this, there is actually a blacksmith's workshop on the island. You can use it at will."

Xinhai smiled and said, of course Muramasa couldn't take away the things he forged.

Muramasa is also well aware of this:

"You're surprisingly smart, you..."

……

Outside the Coral Palace, inside the big tent.

The cool sea breeze in the early morning seeped in through the gaps in the open tent door, gently swaying the dark blue sea flag hanging on the tent.

Before Xin Hai arrived, several priestesses and generals had already gathered here, with piles of scrolls placed on the table.

"Five hundred soldiers. I will launch a surprise attack from the rear."

"If it's a strategy to lure the enemy..."

"There will be strong winds coming in the next few days. How is the progress of the eastern defense work?"

The counselor in the tent was conducting another round of deductions. Every time he finished a deduction, the recorder beside him would add another one to the scroll. At this time, the number of deductions had reached four hundred and twenty-one.

The strategies, military strength, and food supplies of both sides were all written down on paper, and then analyzed one by one according to the situation, in an attempt to deduce a strategy for victory.

“It’s really lively…”

Looking at the scrolls filled with calculations by the generals and the priestess, Muramasa felt a headache coming on. Xinhai, who was standing beside him, was listening intently, his eyes never leaving the scrolls.

"Everyone, besides the general, the enemy has three 'Divine Eye' wielders who have yet to join the battle—you haven't taken this into account during your studies."

Amidst the commotion in the tent, Xinhai walked forward in a daze and knocked on the paper hanging on the wall:

"Master, write this down. Let's start from the beginning."

As soon as these words were spoken, even with the status of Xin Hai, there was an uproar in the tent.

"Sir, this is the result of our entire night's study, yet now we have to start from scratch?"

"Yeah, even if there is the Eye of God, so what? Didn't we kill one?"

As the dispute continued, Xin Hai glanced to the side, and then heard a harsh voice from the brown-haired boy next to him:

"Be quiet and wait for the military advisor to finish speaking."

Muramasa looked in the direction of the voice and recognized at a glance that it was General Goro of Umijima.

After these words were spoken, the soldiers finally quieted down.

"Everyone felt that a single eye couldn't influence the outcome of the battle, and since we had previously triumphed through strategizing, they relaxed their vigilance and assumed the Eye of God was nothing more than that."

"Indeed, we used the Floating Spirit to blow up the ship, and then used stray arrows to great effect. Even without the Admiral's divine eye, relying on his sense of smell, we might have been able to inflict serious damage."

After listening to Xinhai's talk, Muramasa remembered his previous deduction. The "floating spirit" was indeed something beyond his cognition.

"But aren't we going to such great lengths to target those talented individuals because of the power of the Eye of God?"

"If it weren't for the right time, right place, and right people, do you remember how many people it would take to stop one of them?"

Having said this, everyone fell silent. It's not that they were unaware of this, but they were unwilling to overturn all their plans.

"I know you've been working hard for a long time. We've been training so hard so that you can fight with all your might without any worries."

"But now, due to recklessness, are we going to allow the charging soldiers to fall into a life-or-death crisis?"

While Xinhai was preaching, Muramasa noticed that some young soldiers seemed to have gathered outside the tent.

Their attention is more on their hearts than on strategies.

"That is……"

Muramasa had already known about the national idol of Xinhai, but the reason he paid attention to that person was because of a familiar pendant corner that was exposed in his arms.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 82

After the deduction was on track, Xinhai could finally take a break, but he would point out the undesirable aspects of their strategies from time to time.

At this time, she finally heard the sound outside the door, and out of curiosity she paid a little attention.

"Is that Xin Hai-sama's boyfriend?"

As soon as I heard the first sentence, my heart, which was drinking tea, almost spit out its tea.

"I heard it's a long-lost childhood sweetheart!"

"Ah? Didn't you say you were raising a child husband—"

All I could hear was a few people outside talking more and more out of control. What started out as a low chattering conversation almost drowned out the discussion inside the tent.

Wu Lang also noticed the unusual situation outside, and immediately came out of the tent with a stern face:

"quiet!"

After he shouted, the people outside did quiet down, but those inside started to get agitated.

Originally, everyone was curious about the identity of this mysterious visitor brought by Xin Hai himself, but they didn't dare to ask due to military affairs. But now that they have been disturbed, everyone took the opportunity to discuss it.

"It's really noisy outside, but the content is quite interesting."

A soldier then turned his gaze towards Muramasa, who naturally knew what was happening outside, but did not interrupt him.

"So, the two of you, could it be true as the rumors say..."

This uncle looked to be in his forties. He would probably join the "Village Intelligence Association" in a few years. He seemed extremely excited about this matter.

"certainly not."

Muramasa had anticipated this rumor.

It's just that his words are not taken seriously here, and no matter how he answers, he will just be brushed off, so he didn't explain too much.

As expected, all those who listened to Muramasa's answer with their ears perked up had the same expression:

Why is this young man so shy?

Muramasa, who has no other choice, can only place his hopes on Xinhai.

When he turned his gaze to the heart sea, he found that there were also several witches surrounding her, with gossipy looks on their faces, trying to find out something from her.

The girl's face was so hot that steam was coming out of it. It was probably because she had never been joked about like this before as a "living god priestess".

"Aha……"

Muramasa sighed and took a step forward.

"Forget about teasing me. This girl is your lord or something, right? How about at least showing some respect?"

As expected, there was another round of "ahs", "sighs" and "ouch".

It seems that the previous defense was interpreted as a protection between the young couple.

As expected, it’s better for me to keep quiet...

He looked at Xin Hai again and found that she seemed to have finally calmed down. After a long sigh, she slowly spoke:

Finally clarifying...

"Our relationship is indeed as you think."

Ok?

Muramasa expressed his doubts with his eyes, and then the latter continued to add.

"But that is ultimately a private matter between us and will not contribute to the war effort. Please focus on your studies."

……

After some time, the study finally came to an end.