"Is this place the forging ground of the legendary famous craftsman... In other words, are swords that can kill monsters born here every day? Is there anything special about it?"
Musashi seemed to be in high spirits, but judging from his mental age, maybe...
She might as well have been standing quietly beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, politely visiting?
In other words, it is on the same level as Ah Xiu.
No, Azai is more obedient than Musashi, so he is on the same level as Tasuke.
Qianzi Muramasa and Zuomura Annuo looked at her with strange eyes.
"What, what's wrong?"
Musashino noticed this gaze and shrank his neck.
"It's just an ordinary forging ground, nothing special."
Qianzi Muramasa withdrew his gaze and looked at his forging ground.
"Ah, but maybe it can't be said to be completely ordinary."
"After all, I am now a so-called 'servant'."
"In fact..."
Boom!
He hammered his chest with his fist, feeling his own strength.
"I'm not sure whether this body is the so-called 'Muramasa'."
"The so-called Muramasa?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned.
This statement...
"Who knows."
Qianzi Muramasa closed his eyes.
"I'm not a human being enough to be regarded as a heroic spirit. Unlike that guy over there, I'm just an ordinary swordsmith."
"Although I am very confident in the field of forging and believe that my skills have reached the realm of gods, but technology is technology, and merit is..."
He casually picked up the hammer that was placed casually on the forging table and squinted his eyes.
"I'm not a hero who saved the country, nor a so-called great swordsman, nor did I ever assassinate the shogun, or be called unparalleled in the world."
"This is obviously not enough to become a heroic spirit that can obtain spiritual foundations."
"The only explanation may be that the current situation requires the existence of me, so the god in charge of heroic spirits will make it convenient for me."
"In other words, is it something similar to 'cheating'?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka walked thoughtfully around Muramasa and nodded.
Although it does not exist in the Heroic Soul Seat, it has a recorded similarity with a certain existence, which means similar body, similar spirit, similar ending, etc...
It is a state similar to dependence, but its core is different.
"I may be just an unknown person."
Muramasa didn't have any thoughts about this, and the expression on his face was very normal.
"After all, judging from my current memory, I don't even know who I am."
"Is it the first Muramasa that the little girl over there is talking about, or a certain generation of Muramasa besides the first generation, or is it another swordsmith who has nothing to do with Muramasa, but is just regarded as Muramasa by his descendants?
have no idea."
"It's so complicated... But I think one thing is certain." Musashi smiled and glanced at the knife at his waist, "That is such a great thing, you can indeed
It’s forged, isn’t it?”
"That's natural!"
Muramasa nodded with satisfaction.
"Everything else doesn't matter, as long as this is certain!"
"But why Saber? Does it mean it must be Saber just because he is a swordsmith...?"
"And he even followed me over to something similar to a workshop without permission. Isn't that Caster's privilege?"
"Hey? Workshop? Wait, Mr. Muramasa, do you mean that this forging ground is a magic workshop? Or is it something similar to position magic?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka has always ignored this possibility, but now she is reminded to feel it carefully...
"It's just a forging ground."
Muramasa waved his hand and then emphasized.
"Even if you bring some other insignificant things, its essence will not change."
"Now let's summarize."
He hugged his chest, raised his chin, and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group.
"I am Muramasa."
"Senko Muramasa."
"A lone Saber."
"Also, I would like to state that I am not in the same situation as Monk Yinshun. There is indeed no connection between me and them."
"The one who summoned me should be God, which means that I summoned him independently, which is different from those guys."
"and......"
"It's been a month or two since I came to Xiazong."
"It's been a month or two, and those guys haven't come to my door yet and turned into that ghostly look, which means I wasn't summoned by them."
"I still remember that when I was summoned, the sky suddenly turned dark, and then those black incarnations were wandering around, which was simply disgusting."
As he said this, Muramasa had a look of disgust on his face.
"At that time, there were still many villagers working in the fields. Those metamorphoses suddenly appeared and killed many people, including Axiu's parents... It was also from that time on that I started to appear inexplicably.
I started taking care of these two children and have been taking care of them ever since."
"So has something like this happened before? Ah Xiu and Tiansuke... they are really two poor children..."
Musashi pursed his lips and sighed.
"However, with Muramasa-dono here, I feel that Asao and Tasuke have cheered up."
"You seem to have integrated into this place very well. After all, even the forging ground is already like this."
"If you are talking about this thatched hermitage, it was given to me by the villagers."
Qianzi Cunzheng put down the hammer in his hand and looked out through the gap in the hermitage.
"This place was originally said to be the residence of a knifesmith..."
He sighed.
"I never expected that everything would change overnight."
Lancer Purgatorio, Yinshun of the Treasure House, killed a large number of villagers without any scruples during his raid yesterday - after all, the sky suddenly turned dark at that time, and many villagers had not returned home. It happened to be
The opportunity was seized by Lancer Purgatorio.
The village is now filled with blood.
"It's not like these are troubled times. If something like this happens, it's really..."
Even Muramasa felt worried about such a thing.
Zuocun's face was cold and cold.
Yes, now is not a time of chaos, but a time of peace and prosperity.
After the Shimabara Rebellion, Lord Iemitsu ruled the world, and it was supposed to be a peaceful and prosperous time.
Are those guys specifically targeting the prosperous age in front of them?
The situation in the villages in the west and north is not optimistic now, with villagers dying in large numbers, but... after all, you can't do nothing, right?
At least the corpses of the villagers must be collected and buried as soon as possible.
Before that, we have to go to several other villages to explore.