"I'm so tired of yelling, don't you know that quenching is the most critical step?"

In the midst of impatient grumbling, a man who was an old man walked out.

The man's beard and hair were gray, and his voice was old. But other than that, there is nothing about a man who can be called an old man.

The face is ruddy, full of red light, although there is a sense of vicissitudes, but I can't see the wrinkles that the old man should have, and his facial features are five or six points similar to Shirou, but they are more mature.

The body is similar, with the same muscles and hard lines, and it looks full of strength. But this time no one will find it strange, forging knives is physical work, and you can't make a good knife without enough strength.

In terms of dress, the old man's left hand wore a red arm guard more than Shirou, combined with the old man's previous words, it should have just come down from the stove and had not had time to take it off. The reason why the two of them were still sweating after wearing so little was also explained - the temperature near the forge was too high, and they had to die of heat if they wore more.

"There really are so many beasts, just right, use them to test the knife. ”

The white-haired old man who walked into the courtyard glanced at the black pressure outside the courtyard and the apprentices who were surrounded by a lot, his expression was cold, as if he was surrounded by a group of local chickens and dogs, which was not worth mentioning.

With a twist of his wrist, he turned the knife behind his back to the front, and if there were no accidents, this should be the latest work he has to complete even if he does not hesitate to let his apprentice guard the door.

"Shirou, get down!"

Hearing the old man's low shout, the red-haired young man who was surrounded did not hesitate to lie down, completely ignoring how many beasts were around him and how dangerous the situation was, it could be seen that he had absolute confidence in his master.

The master did not live up to the apprentice's expectations, and the moment Shirou lay down, the old man took a step forward and waved his knife gently.

Shi's face changed immediately.

She is also regarded as a master in the forefront of the Japanese mystical world, and her kendo cultivation has reached the realm of "Ichino Tai Sword" that countless people dream of. But even so, she still didn't see what was going on with this knife.

The iridescent eyes reflected only one movement, a step, a sword.

Then all the monsters inside and outside the fence cut their throats, and they all fell to the ground before they could scream.

The old man also came to the apprentice's side at the moment of collecting the knife, and the way and trajectory of movement were also impossible to capture.

Shirou, who was lying on the ground, propped up his hands on the ground, bounced up, looked at the master happily, uh, the knife in his hand, and said excitedly: "This is your latest work, Master, it's so powerful, and the legendary divine sword is nothing more than that." ”

The old man scolded mercilessly: "Ignorant little ghost, don't use the name of Qianzi Muramasa for this immature appearance, the old man can't afford to lose that person - this is not a magic sword, this is a failure, and this pile of broken iron on the ground is the same." ”

"Failure? When I came out, you said that everything was going well, why did you become a failure now? And I don't see any failure in your trial just now. Shirou pinched his chin and leaned forward, almost putting his face on the knife.

"You can't see it that way, you can just try to shake it. The old man turned the handle of the knife and handed it to Shirou.

The moment his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, Shirou's face suddenly changed, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, his cheeks twitched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This, this, this, this, this—the magic knife?"

"That's right, this is the great karma that has reached the realm of the Demon Realm, which is what the world usually calls the magic sword. ”

Hearing Master's words, Shirou hurriedly shook his hand, wanting to throw away the knife in his hand. But no matter how hard he shook his hand, he couldn't throw it away, so he broke it with his other hand, but the other hand also touched it, and he was so anxious that he kept jumping to his feet.

"Master, Master, what the hell is going on?"

"Didn't you say that this is a magic knife, and the karma that wraps around it will erode the body and mind of the person holding the knife, and you can't throw it away if you want to. The old man remained calm.

"What should I do then?" Shirou was more anxious.

"That's it. ”

The old man stretched out two fingers to grip the blade of the knife as he spoke, and the knife that was stuck to Shirou's hand flew out of his hand and fell precisely into the barrel behind the fence.

"Master is still amazing. Shirou was impressed.

"There is nothing powerful or not, whether it is a magic knife or a magic knife, a knifesmith who can't control his own knife is not a qualified knifesmith. Little ghost, if you want to inherit the name of Qianzi Muramasa, you still have a lot to learn. You and I can meet in this world, it can be regarded as a fate, work hard. ”

"Yes, Master. By the way, Master, why did this knife turn into a magic knife?"

"Probably because of these black-skinned beasts. The old man casually kicked the corpse on the ground, "Hmm...... The stench of corruption and death, this is not normal life, but monsters distorted by something, and it is they that affect the final quenching and lead the knife to the demon realm - remember what I said to you before?"

"Yes. Shirou nodded, "Quenching is the life of a swordsmith, and it is the most critical step in making a knife, and heaven, earth, and man are indispensable." ”

"That's what 'land' is wrong. ”

"That's right. Shirou's mood fell.

"I'm very sorry, because we ......" Wei Na hurriedly apologized to the master and apprentice.

"It's nothing, forging a knife to see people, and becoming a knife to see the sky. It was supposed to be the 'magic knife', and there would have been other factors interfering without you. The old man is still no sorrow or joy, and there is a kind of open-mindedness in his plain eyes.

"Hey, is this knife really a failure? The aura that lives on it is not the same dimension as the other knives at all. ”

suddenly spoke. Since just now, she has been standing by the knife barrel, staring at the newly fallen "magic knife", even if her daughter apologizes, she is still motionless.

"The little girl is very beautiful, why don't you listen to people?" the old man mocked a little meanly, "Indeed, this knife is very special, and it can be cut with a single sword. But as I already said, it's a magic knife, it's not something that normal life should touch, it's not a failure, what else can it be? If you touch it randomly, you may be attacked at any time, and you don't want to be your neighbor to death. ”

"That's what I want, I've been neighbors with death for years, and I'm used to it. If you don't want it, give me the knife, I can feel it calling to me. ”

As he spoke, he reached for the magic knife that was located in the center of the knife barrel, like the king of all swords.

The targeted magic knife let out an uncharacteristically piercing tremble, and as soon as the finger touched the hilt, it was flicked away, leaving a bright red drip rolling down.