Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

"That's not an explanation, is it?" Muramasa shook his head, his tone becoming more meaningful. "In short, although you are the general here, you are not the main commander."

He shifted his gaze from Jiujo to the two warships stagnant at the rear, obviously looking for another "Jiujo", but he also knew that guy was not in charge of the rear.

"I'm here."

Before Sara could form a response, a steady voice echoed, carrying unquestionable authority. Kujo Masahiro, the shogunate's commander-in-chief, who was supposed to be commanding the rear, had already appeared at the bow of a warship to the side and rear. His figure was as steady as a mountain. On either side stood Kujo Sara's two lieutenants.

"Big brother."

Kujo Sara obviously understood Muramasa's intention and knew what the commander was thinking. She just shouted inwardly, as if blaming the other party for coming out.

"If you're here, then it's easy—"

Muramasa flicked his wrist, and the broken sword in his hand that had cut through the sea instantly turned into tiny specks of light and dissipated. "Could you two please call a truce for now?"

"reason."

Kujo Masahiro stood with his arms folded, neither denying nor confirming. Even though he was already within the opponent's attack range, he remained calm.

His state made Kujo Sara feel relieved. At least the big brother could still distinguish the principle of one thing coming before another and did not put his own will above orders.

"The Fatui are causing chaos within Inazuma, stealing resources and assassinating the people of Inazuma—even the Executive Officers are involved. This should be considered a major event."

Fools?

Hearing the unexpected name, the accusation from the other party was not "cheap".

"As for the evidence, this is it."

Muramasa threw something from his hand in a daze and threw it into the hands of Kujo Sara.

It was a conical hat, or more precisely, half of a conical hat belonging to the Fatui's sixth executive officer, Skirmisher.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 88 Give Me a Face

"This is……"

"That executive officer's personal belongings." Muramasa smiled. "But this thing may not be threatening enough, so..."

He threw it again, and another purple pendant flew into Kujo Sara's hands. It was the "insurance" that she had not understood before, which allowed the soldiers of Kaigi Island to break through their limits.

When she saw this thing, her pupils suddenly shrank——

The reason was simple. She had once received a similar pendant from Muramasa and handed it over to Kujo Takayuki.

"Please give me this favor and both sides will step aside for now. How about we sit down and talk?"

He glanced around, sweeping over every Tianling Bugyo and Haiji Island soldier.

The soldiers who had just struggled to climb onto the rocks from the icy sea or clung to the tilted hull, the panic on their faces was instantly replaced by greater astonishment.

That wasn't the legendary priestess of the Coral Palace, nor was she the fierce general of the resistance army, but... the swordsmith from Inazuma City who had made a bet with A-Chuang?

But at this moment, the sea water lay calmly at his feet, and behind him was the exposed seabed after being cut by the sword.

The people who followed Tianling subconsciously clenched their weapons, their knuckles turning white, but they didn't know where to point them.

The soldiers looked at each other, their palms clenched in sweat as they gripped their weapons. Their throats tightened, making it almost impossible for them to utter a single word.

"Sen... Senko Muramasa? The swordsmith?"

"Just now... that light that split the sea... was he the one who did it?!"

"Split the sea?! How...how is this possible?! How can a mortal possess such power?"

"General Lei Dian... could it be the reincarnation of the devil?!" The salty sea breeze blew into the deck, and someone shivered involuntarily.

The commotion behind her didn't affect Kujo Sara's judgment. With a flash of lightning, she flew like a hawk towards the main ship, quickly reporting her findings to the commander-in-chief, Kujo Masahiro.

His eyes were like water. He took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze and ordered in a deep voice:

"All troops—retreat!"

Kujo Masahito's order was like a huge rock thrown into stagnant water, causing an uproar among the shogunate army. There was embarrassment and unwillingness, but more of a sigh of relief.

"retreat?!"

"Master Masahiro! Alas..."

A complex roar echoed among the remaining ships and reefs.

The soldiers looked at the retreat flag flying high on the main ship, and then looked at the shocking cracks in the seabed in the distance. A feeling of powerlessness filled the entire army.

No matter how unwilling they were, no one dared to charge forward after receiving the order from the Kujo family, one of the Three Magistrates, and no one dared to question the sword that split the sea.

Haige Island also fell into a dead silence, followed by an uncontrollable commotion and whispers, filled with disbelief and mixed emotions:

"Retreat! The Shogunate army retreated!"

"They really retreated! We...we held on?"

"It was Lord Muramasa! He was the one who forced them back!"

"But... why did they just leave like that?!" A young soldier, covered in blood, pounded the rocks beside him, his voice hoarse, "My eldest brother... he just died over there! Why can they just come and go as they please?!"

"That's right! Lord Muramasa has such power, why doesn't he just..." Another soldier's eyes were red, but the second half of his sentence was covered up by the old soldier next to him.

The veteran looked at the silent Muramasa in the distance with complicated eyes, then glanced at Coral Palace Xinhai who was still concentrating on healing the wounded, and lowered his voice to scold:

"Silence! Do you want to kill us all? Forcing the shogunate army to retreat is already a great favor! That sir... he is not our god, nor is he our sword!"

"He has done his utmost to help us! Don't forget our situation!"

Even if the other party really has feelings for Xinhai, it does not mean that the other party will fight to the death with the shogunate of Narukami Island. Even if they do so, doing so is like a moth to a flame.

One ship carrying the vast majority of the shogunate's troops retreated, while the one carrying the commander remained temporarily.

Then, he looked at Kujo Sara, who placed a hand on his shoulder and channeled his elemental power, allowing his resonant voice to penetrate the waves and wind, clearly reaching everyone on Umi Island:

"Muramasa-sama! Everyone from Umijima! The official location for the temporary truce talks will be at Nashiki Beach."

"How about just the three of us, you, and the lord from Kaigi Island?"

On Umiji Island, the brief commotion faded into a deeper silence after Kujo Masahiro finished speaking. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the Heart Sea at the center of the reef.

The movements of this present-day divine priestess still carried the weakness of exhaustion from maintaining the miraculous spectacle, but her voice was as calm as waves, piercing the ocean:

"Haiji Island, accept this proposal."

Her agreement was like the final hammer dropping on a taut string, finalizing this brief and fragile truce.

On the shogunate's main ship, Kujo Masahito nodded slightly, while Kujo Sara looked deeply at the commander with a complicated and incomprehensible look in his eyes.

……

After the fleet left, she finally put down her burden and walked over to Muramasa.

After a slight hesitation, she quietly reached out and gently hooked her fingers around his. Before he could react, she whispered:

“Someone is watching.”

Muramasa was slightly startled, his eyes sweeping over the tired-looking people of Kaigi Island behind him. Thinking of his identity in their eyes, he did not pull his hand back.

Seeing his acquiescence, she leaned forward, her body, now extraordinarily limp from exhaustion, almost resting her entire weight on Muramasa's arm. The girl's unique fragrance crept into his nostrils, along with the lingering touch of his arm. The blue fabric of her bosom gently caressed his arm, so thin that he could clearly feel the soft, white texture underneath and the subtle vibrations caused by his breath.

The people of Haiji Island need to know that this swordsmith is on their side, but Xinhai's docile attitude is not entirely for the soldiers behind her to see.

Her soft breathing brought warmth and moisture to her ears. Her eyes were lowered, and her voice was filled with genuine weariness.

“I really don’t know whether this move is right or wrong.”

Muramasa's idea was to use his powerful strength to directly force the rebels to temporarily negotiate, while Xinhai's idea was to use the evil eye incident as an excuse to buffer the situation.

If we just consider Muramasa's strategy, I'm afraid that after Tenryo Bugyo's defeat, it would be the Shogun himself who would arrive.

Muramasa's arm muscles tensed, the softness and warm breath fitting against her body felt like feathers scratching his nerve endings. It wasn't until the slight tremor from the girl's body brought him back to his senses that he whispered after a moment of silence:

"Who knows."

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 89: Sara, I am the Commander

"We should report this to the General immediately."

The voice of Jiutiao Sara sounded particularly cold and hard in the Jiutiao Formation House, and even had a bit of harshness that was rarely seen in his usual tone.

She stood in front of the main seat, staring intently at Kujo Masahito. "Even if the Fatui were responsible for the rebellion, there's no doubt they were disobeying the Shogun's orders."

"With his strength, we certainly can't win, so we can only ask for the general..."

Amidst her powerful and decisive speeches, Kujo Masahito remained as calm as a deep pool.

He didn't refute immediately. His eyes fell on the stern face. After a moment, he slowly said, "Be quiet. Sara."

His fingers tapped lightly on the rough wooden table, making a soft sound.

"It won't be too late to make a decision after the peace talks are finalized."

"Are you really planning to negotiate?" Kujo Sara's face darkened, and his expression was almost about to collapse.

"My words are orders." Kujo Masahiro's tone remained steady. "Breaking promises in battle and shaking the morale of the troops is not the way to be a general, nor is it the way to serve the general."

"You shouldn't have come out!" Sara said, almost gritting her teeth. Her tone seemed particularly awkward between the highs and lows. "Now... now it might not be too late. As long as the peace talks haven't officially begun, everything can still be salvaged! General..."

"Sara," Kujo Masahiro interrupted, cutting off any further heated words. He gazed at his adopted sister with a sharp gaze, and declared clearly, "Here, I am the commander."

Kujo Sara stared at Masahiro intently, disappointment swirling in her eyes, a hint of barely perceptible confusion. After a long moment, her tense shoulders finally slumped a bit. She turned her head abruptly, her voice trailing off as she hurried out the door.

"……You will regret this."

……

On Mingzhui Beach, the agreed location was a relatively flat open space in the center of the beach. The three parties each occupied one side, clearly separated.

Kujo Masahiro sat behind a temporarily brought low table, wearing the neat armor of a general of the shogunate army.

Coral Palace Xinhai sat behind another low table not far from him, still wearing the blue witch costume.

All the soldiers of Tenryo Bugyo were stationed at the camp and were not allowed to move forward. In contrast, no one from the people of Kaigi Island crossed the sea to come forward.

Chiko Muramasa, on the other hand, took a single cushion and sat between the two of them. His presence was the only guarantee that these "peace talks" could proceed, and the key to the temporary cessation of hostilities between the two sides.

Kujo Masahiro spoke first, his voice loud and steady, breaking the silence:

"You two, today's meeting is called the Shiratan Meeting. Today's meeting is called the Shiratan Meeting. It is to quell the conflict and clarify the reason why Kaigi Island is resisting the Shogun's orders."

He deliberately used the term "resisting the imperial order" instead of "rebellion", which was a subtle softening of the wording, but he still managed to put on a nice show.

Both sides were intelligent. Xin Hai nodded slightly, his voice cold and calm: "What Haiji Island seeks is not to resist the general's power."

"In the hearts of the Kaigi people, the Eye of God is bestowed by Kaigi Daimikoto. It dazzles like a broken faith—soldiers fight to protect their faith, and truly have no choice."

Hearing this, Muramasa silently complained:

It is just as I said, niche beliefs are convenient.

"That being said, the general's majesty is still irresistible."

Kujo Masahiro sighed, as if accepting that statement:

"But now that foreign forces are causing trouble, eliminating these people who are causing chaos is the most urgent task. Once the foreign forces are dealt with, we can discuss other matters..."

Kujo Masahiro's eyes swept over Xinhai and Muramasa, and he tapped his knuckles lightly again:

"Could you two tell me if there is any more conclusive evidence?"

Coral Palace Xinhai lowered his eyelids slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, as if confirming the information in his mind.

"That's natural, but that place is outside Mingzhui Beach."

Upon hearing this, Kujo Masahito frowned slightly, and was obviously hesitant about the location "outside Nagasaki Beach".

"Then the armistice date..."

If you want to confirm first, you need to at least bring someone who is in charge of Tianling, and this is the reason for the other party's hesitation.

There were too many people and too many ears among the Tenryo Bugyo, which was not conducive to the implementation of his goals. When he was hesitating to say something, Muramasa let out a somewhat impatient sigh.

"what……"

"I (the old man) say, you already have a consensus, right? What are you doing beating around the bush all the time?"

"Haha..." Xinhai saw his impatient look and a hint of joy appeared on his face. "When doing things in the officialdom, one should pay more attention to decency. Could you please be patient for a while?"

"However, what Mr. Muramasa said makes sense. Let's be frank about some things."