Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"Hmm, um!" Rin found out that this is indeed what he meant, "Of course the sword doesn't have to be so delicate, I'll give you the design, and then start projecting, isn't that all right?"

"For projection, these swords will disappear in half a year." Shirou touched his chin and thought for a while, "Are you going to cheat your customers like this?"

"Ah? People who can afford this kind of collection, who isn't an evil capitalist? Marx once said that when capital came to this world, blood and dirty things flowed from every pore of his body. It's about the capitalists. , can it be called a pit?" Lin Dayi said sternly.

"Tohsaka, your posture level is very high. If you don't study for three days, I can't compare to you." Shirou sighed.

"Of course, life lies in learning. My life is not wasted. When I recall the past, I will not regret wasting my time, nor will I feel ashamed because of mediocrity." Rin said without blushing.

She won't tell the truth—

In order to please Shirou, she specially studied this set of theories, and then let Shirou go to cheat with her.

What's more, what those great people said is actually quite reasonable. Capitalism and capitalists, such as Luvia, really smell of dirty money all over her body, which really disgusts her!

She also wants to be that dirty and disgusting look!

Of course, she wouldn't say that.

"But if someone finds out that the sword has disappeared and comes to the door, it's not very good, right? Sure enough, I forged it myself."

Lin couldn't help but be moved when he heard the words—what a kind person, in order not to be hunted down, he actually planned to go to the sea to forge weapons himself.

"It's not good if this kind of thing is discovered by the Magic Association. I guess I will have to be chased and hacked."

Rin's face became stiff all of a sudden, and he always felt that Wei Gong was good at everything, but there was one thing wrong - he liked to slap her in the face every day.

Although a little dumbfounded, Rin still put forward his own suggestion: "Otherwise, let's see how your forging speed is. If the speed is faster, then do it. If it is slower..."

"You're really impatient." Shirou looked at Rin with contempt, "You're already thinking about money and wanting to get into the eyes of money."

"That's something that can't be helped. Jewel magic is such a waste of money. If I don't think about it, I can only, hey..." Rin said bitterly, "I'm not a rich man either."

"You really have the face to say that."

"I don't care, anyway, I, Tohsaka Rin, pay money!"

After projecting a workshop in the corner of the courtyard of Emiya Residence, Shirou is ready to start his own forging.

The first thing to do is to forge Mo Xie.

Today is Saturday, so I'm free anyway.Staying with my sister in Wei Palace Mansion sometimes feels like my bones are soft and I have nothing to do.

Although it is enough to rub my sister, Miyu is as cute and peaceful as a kitten, just being by her side is already extremely comfortable and happy, but Shirou is such a pain in the ass.

It can be said that he chose to forge Mo Xie because he is very familiar with these two weapons, but this is not the main reason.

He is already very familiar with these two daggers, they are extremely familiar, like an extension of his body.

No matter how many projections there are, he can clearly perceive their positions.

But these two weapons are really too low level.

Only C+ level.

From an ancient country, the mystery of nearly two or three thousand years ago is only graded C+?If it's a relatively common Noble Phantasm, Shirou will bear it.

But this is the sword that is very famous and extolled in that country.

Even if the reputation does not reach the level of the sword in the stone in Britain, it is not too bad.

And it has been passed down to the country that has not been interrupted until now, the level of the sword is so low, Shirou doesn't believe it at all.

He must completely sublimate the weapons he is most familiar with from inferior projections to advanced projections.

Even if it is an industrial projection, the quality of the projected weapons should be higher, right?

With this in mind, Shirou began to forge irons like an ancient blacksmith.

Illya and Miyu didn't even notice that they ran in.

They quietly watched Shirou forging the iron, every time the iron made a sound, it was like the rhythm of a musical instrument, as if they could forge a perfect weapon.

But obviously, it failed.

Shirou, who had already taken off his clothes long ago, exposing his muscular upper body, sighed and scratched his head.Failure to forge weapons is also inevitable.Not to mention those low-level swordsmiths, even a swordsmith of Muramasa's level will have countless waste products in order to create a weapon that he is satisfied with.

"What about the B+ grade inferior product, although the special effects are okay, but it's still not good, it's too bad." Shirou put the sword aside, and suddenly found Illya and Miyu.

"Brother, have you finished forging?" Miyu stepped forward and wiped Shirou's sweat.

"Huh? Hmm." Shirou stretched out his hand to touch Miyu's head, but took it back anyway.

His hands are very dirty now.

"Shirou is so handsome." Illya expressed a completely different feeling.

"Thank you so much for the compliment. Illya seems to be free today." Shirou poked his head out and looked out the window, "Mama didn't come, did she?"

"No! I came alone!" Illya said firmly.

Now Shirou felt more at ease.

It was almost time to cook, Shirou stretched his waist and prepared to take a bath, but found that Rin and Sakura were confronting each other.

"It's better for me to cook today's meal, right? I'm more familiar with this." Sakura smiled kindly, "I'm good at both Japanese style and Western style."

"No, no, Wei Gong should be craving Chinese food more recently, right? I heard that he seems to have a preference for mapo tofu." Rin also smiled kindly.