Qianzi Muramasa?
When they heard him announce his name, regardless of whether it was Musashi, Treasure Court Yin Shun, Fujimaru Lika, or even Liu Xia, they all revealed rather surprised expressions.
"Is he a very famous person?"
Esders approached Ryuga and whispered in her ear.
"He is indeed famous, but he is famous in a different way."
Ryuga nodded and said, "Muramasa generally refers to a group of blacksmiths who lived in the Moribund area of Ise State from the Muromachi period to the Edo period. There were a total of three generations of Muramasa, and each generation had three or four people with Muramasa as their sword inscriptions. Every sword they forged was called Muramasa, and every sword was very sharp. Therefore, Muramasa is basically the synonym for the most famous group of blacksmiths in the history of this country."
Many people had heard of the name of Demon Blade Muramasa. The Muramasa that was called Demon Blade was a famous sword forged by the Muramasa family.
In the Tokugawa shogunate that controlled Japan at that time, nearly four clansmen were injured by the Muramasa. Therefore, the Tokugawa shogunate reprimanded the Muramasa as a symbol of "bad luck" and ordered the abolition of the Muramasa. Those who dared to wear it were regarded as contempt of the shogunate and were all sentenced to death. Therefore, the name "Demon Blade" gradually spread. Almost all the swords forged by the Muramasa were called Demon Blade.
Therefore, the name Muramasa could refer to the Demon Blade that had severely injured the Tokugawa people in history. It could also be the synonym for the group of blacksmiths who forged the Demon Blade.
Among all the three generations of blacksmiths with the name Muramasa, the first generation Muramasa was undoubtedly the most famous.
"Old grandpa, may I ask which generation Muramasa you are?"
Musashi asked the red-haired young man as expected. There was no longer a sense of lust in his eyes. He looked at the red-haired young man with a serious expression. For all the swordsmen, Muramasa was a person worthy of admiration.
"The first generation Muramasa."
The red-haired young man who claimed to be the Thousand-Year-Old Village Chief gave an indifferent answer. Then, he seemed to have thought of something. "However, this body isn't mine. As soon as I was summoned, I appeared in this body. It seems that this vessel is very similar to me in spirit, body, and even fate. That's why I appeared in this world."
"So, that is to say, grandpa Muramasa is a pseudo-servant?"
Tachika Fujimaru suddenly realized something and explained to the others, "Some heroic spirits can't be summoned for special reasons, they will look for a human with a high compatibility as a vessel to be possessed... this servant is is generally called pseudo-servant."
Under normal circumstances, a pseudo-servant, a pseudo-servant's personality, a's's's's, and the human's would fall asleep. but there were also some heroic spirits would would would no no no no matter what they did did did.
Although Liu Xia's [Common Sense] also had the concept of a pseudo-servant, he didn't know as much as this girl.
But how many strange servants were there in Chaldea?
"It doesn't matter if it's a pseudo-servant or not. You guys come in first, I asked A He to make tea."
Qianzi Muramasa didn't seem to care about the pseudo-servant at all. He directly asked everyone to walk into the wooden house and sat around the wooden table.
"Anyway, let this old man listen to what you have to say. What is going on with so many Xenomorphs, Servants, and humans gathered together?"
Under the very straightforward request of Qianzi Muramasa, everyone nodded and agreed, exchanging their information with each other.
Half an hour later.
After A He refilled the tea three times, he barely understood the current situation.
"So that's how it is, subspecies singularity, and heroic spirit swordsman."
Qianzi Muramasa nodded. "Since I was summoned, I have only killed monsters. I didn't expect there to be such a strange thing as heroic spirit swordsman."
"Putting the spiritual base outside the body, relying on the immortal body to fight … Hmph, now I understand why I was summoned here."
Muramasa sneered, which made Tachika Fujimaru a little concerned.
"What do you mean?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing special, this is related to the sword that I am forging."
Qianzi Muramasa stood up from the wooden table, walked into the next room, and then took back a sword that had not yet been opened, but the whole sword exuded a strange atmosphere.
"Just now, I said that the swords outside were failures, right? Although this one is not a success, it can be said that it is a semi-finished product. "
He placed the unsharpened saber on the table, allowing them to admire it. "What I seek is not a steel saber that can cut flesh and break bones, but a demonic saber that can settle all past deeds, grudges, and sever all invisible things such as karma and fate."
Cut the invisible things?
Was it possible to forge such a blade … No, considering that there were many heroic spirits in history who had unimaginable magic blades and holy swords, it was more reasonable to think that those magic blades and holy swords were also forged by some kind of existence.
However, Qianzi Muramasa, as a human, wanted to forge a sword that could cut all invisible things. Even in Ryuga's eyes, it was a bit of a fantasy. That was basically the domain of gods, right? Or an existence like the God of Forging might be able to do it, but to say that Qianzi Muramasa could do it, Ryuga found it hard to believe.
But perhaps only this kind of obsession could be considered a pursuit.
Ryuga would not scoff at this kind of pursuit. Instead, she felt that Qianzi Muramasa was worthy of respect. He knew that he could not do it, but he still wanted to do it. This kind of burning spirit should not be looked down upon and despised.
"The old man said that this is a semi-finished product. That is to say, this sword can be considered to have the power of that realm?"
Musashi reached out and held the sword in his hand. He closed his eyes and carefully felt it for a while. Then, he opened his eyes and a shocked expression appeared on his face.
"Indeed, I can feel that there is some kind of power that can reach the Demon Realm. It is worthy of being called a Demon Sword. Ryuga Jann, come and feel it."
Ryuga obeyed and took the sword from Musashi's hand. Just by holding it, Ryuga felt that this sword was different from any sword she had seen before.
It was not that the appearance was very beautiful. Although there were some carvings on the blade, they were far from being beautiful. It was just that there was a kind of magic that made people unconsciously immerse themselves in it.
"Amazing."
Liu Xia couldn't help but praise. She looked at the saber over and over again, "If it's this saber, it might be able to cut through the spirit base by cutting through the body. If I used this saber before, none of those heroic swordsmen would have been able to escape."
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