Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

Muto Nagahide's face flushed suddenly, and he lowered his head.

"Don't bow your head, killing people is not a good thing, at least not killing people means that you are not a bad person." Shirou sent Muto Nagahide a good person card.

After hearing Shirou's accurate judgment, Sanada Izo finally made up his mind and asked, "Can you forge a sword for me?"

After speaking, he lowered his head and knelt on the ground begging, but he didn't hear Shirou's answer for a long time, so he couldn't help raising his head.

"Is it really too much? This request..."

Shirou took out Sanada Izo's sword and touched it: "Killed a lot of people, most of them were killed on the battlefield, without the blood of ordinary people. Okay, in this case, I won't be perfunctory, don't worry All right."

When Sanada Izo heard it, he almost couldn't hold back.This sentence means that I was going to be perfunctory before, right?

"Come along with the old man, the old man is also going to practice his hands today."

After finishing speaking, Shirou walked into the forging house and looked around.Coal doesn't exist, nor do basic materials, but it doesn't matter, Shirou can project.

Anyway, if you forge it casually, you don't need too many materials. When you want to make a real knife, use real materials.

Seeing that Shirou produced the materials like a magic trick, Izo Sanada rubbed his eyes, thinking that he must be blind, otherwise why did these materials suddenly appear?

The forging of the first knives began shortly thereafter, and the coals were quickly fired.

Sanada Izo looked at it, his eyes felt a little smoked, but he didn't close them, but opened them wider.

The steel turned red, and the hammer made a tinkling sound. The sound was so pleasant that Sanada Izo wondered if there was something wrong with his five senses.

The collision between steel has always been ruthless, it is the sound of murder, it is the wail of hell, but the collision between hammer and steel has a moving rhythm like a western musical instrument, the sound is more beautiful than Her Royal Highness, the melody is What is told is not the killing on the battlefield, but the tenderness like the love of children.

Although Izo Sanada didn't know much about how a swordsmith forges a sword, he immediately concluded that Shirou's level was absolutely excellent.

The sword being forged is definitely the best sword in Japan.

Just running errands for a month, and he can get such a sword, he is definitely bloody.

But how could he possess this sword?

Sanada Izo suddenly had a lot of sweat on his face, and he didn't know if he was hot or what.

But soon he was awakened, and the knife was thrown aside by Shirou.

"Hey, I haven't forged knives for a long time, and my level has dropped a lot."

"what?"

"But don't worry, the sword you want will definitely be made within a month." Shirou scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Yes, yes!" Sanada Izo hurriedly responded, "Thank you very much!"

"Hey, senior, does that mean you agreed? Is this sword so good?" Muto Nagahide whispered.

"Well, I have never seen such a good sword, even Mr. Liu Sheng's sword is completely inferior to this one."

"Then why did you throw it away?"

"Because the old man thinks that the sword is not made satisfactorily." Shirou stretched his waist, looked at the time, it was already late, "Let's rest earlier."

Sanada Izo was a little excited, he actually wanted to have an almost perfect sword?But the voice of doubting himself in his heart is getting louder and louder, can he really be worthy of this sword?

Shirou patted Sanada Izo on the shoulder, looking at his expression, Shirou probably guessed something, it was a completely unconfident expression.

"Don't think so much, the deal is done anyway. You are not allowed to go back on your word."

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Chapter 6 Gudazi, you still said you don't know martial arts?

The spring sun was still a bit chilly, but it was already too hot for Sanada Izo who was practicing sword skills.

Shirou yawned: "Is this the end of today?"

Sanada Izo put away the knife and bowed: "Thank you for your guidance."

Time passed like a white horse, and a month passed quickly, but Shirou still didn't find anything unusual, Shirou even wondered if Alaya was lying to him.

Newspapers these days are not called newspapers, and they are quite different from later ones. They are basically information circulated among businessmen, and there are few types, not much information, little use, and they are too expensive.But Shirou still bought it, so much time can't be passed without killing it.

Shirou is counting on newspapers to survive for a week.

During this month, Shirou has forged a lot of knives. For forging knives that cut virtual objects, Shirou has a little feeling, but he is still groping.

Sanada Izo sighed, sat on the chair, looked at his hands, shook his head with a wry smile, his sword skills were completely defeated by a swordsmith, do he really need to have such a good sword?Or should I temper myself and improve my level before that?

"Don't be so unconfident." Shirou patted him on the shoulder, "Sword skills are not good enough, but you must have a good sword first, otherwise your level is not good enough and the sword is not good, how can you beat others."

Sanada Izo looked at Shirou dumbfounded, this swordsmith could always stab him in the heart when he was unhappy, and he was very precise every time.

"Hey, don't look like that. The old man has a nuclear bomb sword technique, do you want to learn it?" Shirou tempted Sanada Izo.

"Nuclear swordsmanship?"

Sanada Izo heard this term that he had never heard before, and although he didn't understand it, he felt very powerful, so he nodded quickly: "I want it, I want it!"

"Nuclear bomb swordsmanship is not Wangzai's milk. You send me today's dishes and newspapers first, and I will teach you the first style. Your knife, you can make it today."

Shirou fooled Sanada Izo.