"Wait!" In the midst of Hongming's smiling face, one of them immediately turned to enter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThey are not saints, they also have small families. And isn't it true that the Muramasa family opened the door just to do business?

Although the official explanation is that it is on a first-come, first-served basis! Alike!

But if you completely believe the official wording. Then all I can say is that you lost.

In the face of a big patron with money, a big patron with power! If you want to be respected, you can get equality. Then the only condition is to master the power!

Of course, the good news is that the Muramasa clan receives a large number of samurai who come to ask for swords every year. But most of the samurai went straight to their swordsmith's shop in search of weapons.

And at this moment, the place where Hongming is located is, of course, the family residence. But on the contrary, there are not many people.

Soon. The samurai, who had just entered the inner courtyard to report, walked out of the inner room!

"This ......" samurai forgot Hongming's name for a moment.

"Kyoshiro, Kyoshiro Mizu!" Hongming smiled and said his name.

"Mr. Kyoshiro, please come with me." The samurai made a guided move, and then took the lead towards the inner courtyard.

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To be honest, the architectural style of Iron Country is really very different from the architectural style of Konoha Village in the contemporary Hokage World. Konoha originally said that the place where it was built was a huge canyon inside it! The whole area is full of wood planted by the first generation of Mu Dun, and it looks very green and beautiful.

And the land of iron, probably because of the abundance of iron ore and blacksmiths here!

The whole country, in Hongming's eyes, is a black and gray color. There are blackened walls and streets everywhere because of the black smoke produced by burning fuel.

There is a different kind of roughness. Of course, no matter how stupid the big black coarse is, it still makes Hongming feel a kind of visual discomfort.

And in the inner courtyard of the mansion of the Muramasa family.

But a rare piece of white, green. It doesn't look like it looks like anything outside of its station.

Suddenly, two very conflicting tones. It gave him an extremely incongruous feeling.

In a few moments, he was led by the guards. I met a middle-aged man in a kimono that he had hoped to see this time. Although it is said that the middle-aged man's face is peaceful at this moment, it exudes a kind of outward from time to time.

Elegant, scholarly atmosphere.

But when you see him, the thick arms. and a scorching aura that emanates from time to time on his body. Presumably the person who met this middle-aged man. You'll throw this idea out of your mind!

"This one is first! Hello, under the name, Kyoshiro Mibu! This little girl is my subordinate! It's called Hotaru! I don't dare to ask, your Excellency's name? Hongming asked with a smile.

The man's lips opened and closed lightly: "I am the current member of the Muramasa clan, one of the elders of the family, named Muramasa." Qingzhong! Did you hear that Mr. has a business that he wants to deliver to our Muramasa family? "Straight to the point.

"It turned out to be Mr. Kiyonaka, yes. Yes, I would like to ask Sir to help me fix a weapon! As for the materials! With a twitch of his hand, he took off the iron sheet about thirty centimeters long that was placed behind the firefly.

As one of the contemporary family elders of the Muramasa family, he is naturally not the kind of person who does not know swords.

"Huh? Are you sure you want me to fix this broken knife in your hand? Although it looks like it's been cultivated very well in your hands. But ah! The material itself is so bad! There is no repair value at all!

It's this blade, yes. Look at what it looks like. It must have been made of Blood Demon Ore! ……… With such a shape, could it be that it was cut off from the beheading broadsword of Fog Shadow Village? Muramasa Kiyonaka's face showed a look of excitement.

The knives of the Muramasa clan are rumored to have the ability to suck blood, of course, that refers to the rumored forged by the ancestors, and is by no means a modern knife.

In fact, in the Muramasa of their generation, it should not be said that several generations of Muramasa have never heard of the existence of a demon knife that can suck blood. It was by chance that he heard about something.

That is one of the seven or eight great knives in the Fog Shadow Village, which has a very evil self-healing function. And it is said to be in the way of blood sucking.

Since then, the man has been trying to get it from the Fog Shadow Village in every possible way. Even a little bit of it is good.

Unfortunately, he didn't have to wait for all his ideas to put into action.

The incident was declared a failure with the defection of Zai Bu. Unexpectedly! Unexpectedly! And now it actually ran in front of me on its own?

"I'm interested in it!" Hongming grinned. "Then it shouldn't need me to introduce its features!"

"Function? What I've gathered is that the Broadsword is able to heal itself by sucking blood. I guess that's what you're talking about! The man nodded.

"Well, it looks like you're quite fond of it, too! So, Mr. Kiyonaka, I think we can start a further conversation! ……… As for the remuneration! It's the leftovers of this blade and 100 million. Hongming held out a finger.

Muramasa Qingzhong, first showed a greedy look in his eyes, and then said with a straight face: "This gentleman! I mean it's true! This knife of yours has no repair value at all, otherwise it would be so! Saburo! Go and bring out the 'clear spring' that is in my house!" ”

"Yes, my lord." The two of them didn't care about Hongming, and their faces began to become more and more gloomy. Said to himself.

"Didn't you hear my request, Mr. Kiyonaka?" Hongming's face had become ugly. However, I think that the Muramasa family has always been a family of swordsmiths, and if you want to repair the broken sword, I'm afraid you have to borrow their power.

So I've been suppressing myself.

However, Muramasa Qingzhong, who has been in the position for a long time, has not even changed his face. He didn't care about carefully figuring out the blade in his hand. From time to time, there was a smack.

After a while, the man named Saburo trotted over with a katana.

"My lord, I'm back. And sir, this is the spring you want! The samurai named Saburo handed the katana in his hand directly into Hongming's hand. I didn't bother to ask the opinion of the man named Qingzhong.

It seems to be a bit familiar. Hongming's face was gloomy, and he slowly opened his mouth.