Eighth Crown

Chiko Village?

When he heard his self-reported name, whether it was Musashi, the treasure house Yinshun, Fujimaru Rika, and even Liu Xia all showed quite unexpected expressions.

"A famous person?"

Estes approached Liuxia and whispered softly to him.

"If you say famous, you are indeed famous, but it is a different kind of famous."

Liu Xia nodded, then said: "Muramasa generally refers to a group of knife forging craftsmen who lived in the Kusana area of ​​the Ise country from the Muromachi period to the Edo period. There are three generations of Muramasa, and each generation has 3 or 4 people. Muramasa is the inscription of the sword, and every knife they forge is called Muramasa, and each one is very sharp, so Muramasa is basically synonymous with the most famous group of knifemakers in the history of this country."

Many people have heard of the name of the Yaodao Muramasa. Among them, Muramasa, who is called the Yaodao, is a famous sword forged by the Muramasa clan.

Because of the Tokugawa shogunate who controlled the island country at that time, nearly four members of the tribe were injured by each village shogun. Therefore, the Tokugawa shogunate reprimanded the village as a symbol of "bad luck" and ordered the abolition of the village. Those who dared to wear it were regarded as Contempt for the shogunate, and all were sentenced to capital punishment, so the name "demon sword" gradually generalized, and almost all the swords created by the villagers were called demon swords.

Therefore, the name Muramasa can refer not only to the demon swords of those who have severely damaged Tokugawa several times in history, but also to the group of swordsmiths who forged the demon swords.

Among all the three generations of swordsmiths named after Muramasa, there is no doubt that the first generation Muramasa is the most famous.

"Dare to ask old man, how many generations are you Muramasa?"

As expected, Musashi asked the red-haired young man so loudly. His eyes no longer had the sense of swaying, and his eyes had become serious. For all swordsmen, Muramasa is worthy of admiration. people.

"The first generation."

The red-haired young man who claimed to be Qianzi Village Zheng gave the answer as if he didn't care much, and then seemed to remember something, "But this body is not the old man's own. As soon as the old man was summoned, he appeared in this body. Now, it seems that this vessel is very similar to the old man in spirit, body, and even in the end, so it appeared in this world."

"So that's the case, that means, Grandpa Muramasa is a pseudo-servant?"

Fujimaru Rika suddenly realized, and gave a few other people a popular science, "Some heroic spirits cannot be summoned due to special reasons, and they will look for human beings with high affinity as a container to rely on. Like a follower."

According to her, under normal circumstances, the pseudo-servants are dominated by heroic spirits, and the human beings rely on will fall into a deep sleep, but there are also situations where heroic spirits throw their power to the relying humans, and then they don't care. .

Although Liu Xia's [Common Sense] also has some concepts about pseudo-servants, he doesn't know as much as this girl.

But how many strange followers are there in Chaldea?

"It's all good to be like it or not. Come in first, the old man asked Ah Xiong to brew the tea."

Qianzi Village didn't seem to care about the Servants or something. He directly greeted everyone into the wooden house and sat down around the wooden table.

"All in all, let the old man listen to you first, what is going on with so many aliens, servants, and humans gathered together?"

At Qianzi Village's very straightforward request, everyone nodded in agreement and exchanged their information.

After half an hour.

After Ah Xiong had added the tea three times, he barely understood the current situation.

"It turns out that, the subspecies singularity, and the heroic swordsman."

Qianzi Village nodded knowingly, "Ever since I was summoned, I have only killed monsters. I didn't expect that there are such weird things as Heroic Swordsman."

"Put the spiritual foundation outside the body and rely on the body of the undead body to fight... Hmph, now this old man understands the reason why he was summoned here."

The sneer-like look on his face made Fujimaru Rika a little concerned.

"What do you mean?" she asked involuntarily.

"Nothing special, it has something to do with the knife that the old man is forging."

Qianzi Village was standing up from the wooden table, walked into the next room, and took back a tachi that had not been opened yet, but exuded a strange atmosphere as a whole.

"Just now, the old man said that those knives outside were failures, right? Although this one is not a success, it can be said to be a semi-finished product."

He put the uncut knife on the table and let a few people watch it, "What this old man is looking for is not to create a steel knife that smashes flesh and bones, but is able to settle all karma, grievances, and cut off everything. The magic sword of intangible things such as karma and fate."

Cut off the invisible?

Can this kind of sword actually be made... No, considering that there are many heroic spirits in history who also have incredible magic blades and holy swords, it is more reasonable to think that those magic blades and holy swords were also forged by some existence.

It's just that Qianzi Village wants to create a knife that cuts off all invisible things as a human being. Even in Liu Xia's view, it is a bit whimsical. It is basically the domain of the gods, right? Or the existence of the God of Forging may be able to do it, but to say that Qianzi Village can do it, Liu Xia is a little unbelievable.

But perhaps only this obsession can be considered a pursuit.

Liu Xia would not sneer at this pursuit, but felt that Qianzi Village was right and worthy of admiration, and the fiery spirit of knowing that it could not be done, should not suffer any contempt or contempt.

"The old man said that this is a semi-finished product, that is to say, this knife barely has the power of that realm?"

Musashi stretched out his hand, held the knife in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while, then opened his eyes with a thrilling look on his face.

"Indeed, I can feel that there is some kind of power that goes directly to the demon realm. Saying it is a demon sword is worthy of its name, Liu Xia-chan, you also come to experience it."

Liuxia Yiyan took the sword from Musashi's hand, and just by holding it, Liuxia felt that this sword was different from any swords she had seen before.

It's not because of how gorgeous the appearance is. Although there are some carvings on the blade of this knife, it is far from gorgeous, but there is a kind of magic that makes people unconsciously immersed in it.

"Great."

Liu Xia couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, and looked at the knife over and over again, "If it is this knife, maybe I can directly cut off the spiritual foundation by killing the body. If I used this knife before, Those heroic swordsmen might not be able to leave at all."