Chapter 105: Sword Forging (IV)

Rengoku Chijuro stopped crying. If someone else had said this, he would have thought he had been scammed.

My father, a 'Pillar', gave up on training me and personally made the final judgment on me - I don't have the talent to become an excellent swordsman.

His elder brother, who became a 'Pillar', only encouraged him to persevere, but never told him that he could become an excellent swordsman.

Occasionally, I would pick up the wooden sword that I used to practice with my father and brother, and when I wanted to continue practicing, I found that I had lost the courage to persevere.

[I have no talent, and all I do is seek psychological comfort.]

This kind of useless exercise has no meaning and is just for the sake of moving yourself.

But at this moment, Fang Yi's words sounded a little ridiculous to him, but Rengoku Chijuro had a hunch that if he said it, it should be true.

Although the content of this sentence is not very credible, but looking at Fang Yi in front of him.

Rengoku Chijuro could clearly sense the confidence he exuded, as well as something indescribable.

He wiped his tears with his sleeve and spoke with a choked voice.

"I'm so embarrassed to let Mr. Fang Yi see me in such a mess."

"I am very grateful to Mr. Fang Yi for taking such precious time to comfort me."

"But now I have given up on becoming a swordsman."

"As my father said, a man without talent"

The sound of a knife stabbing into the ground interrupted Rengoku Chijuro's speech.

Fang Yi thrust the Sun Blade that he had been holding in his hand into the ground and said to Rengoku Chijuro.

"lie."

"This is the same knife you used. It was the same knife you used to kill the demon with your own hands."

"Look at this sword, recall your original feelings, and then tell me whether you really want to become a swordsman!"

Rengoku Chijuro looked at the knife with several notches and fell silent.

He did remember the knife, how could he not remember the knife?
He looked at the knife in his hand for a long time that day. He clearly remembered that the tip of the knife was a little broken and the cloth wrapped around the handle tended to fall apart.

The knife in front of me is indeed that knife.

The Nichirin Sword that was about to be scrapped, the sword he used to kill the demon with his own hands, the sword that was not very sharp but was wielded by his anger.

The knife that truly gave him the pleasure of revenge, the blade was no longer sharp but it did protect him.

He swallowed, suppressed the words that were swirling in his throat, wanted to look away from the knife, and said something against his will.

Fang Yi stared at him word by word and spoke slowly.

"Look at the knife, look at the knife that killed the enemy and protected yourself."

"Don't look away, don't be afraid."

"Answer my question, do you want to become an excellent swordsman?"

Rengoku Chijuro looked at the knife, and through the knife, he remembered what happened that night, how he was kidnapped and toyed with, and finally killed the enemy with the help of Fang Yi.

He could no longer deceive himself and say those words against his will.

"I"

"I do want to be a swordsman."

Fang Yi nodded, as if agreeing with Rengoku Chijuro's answer.

"Very good, as long as you have this intention, there will be possibilities."

"This is the first step in teaching you how to become stronger."

After Rengoku Chijuro spoke out the words in his heart, he felt a little relieved, but he was still a little hesitant.

He moved his mouth for a moment, but still didn't say anything to spoil the fun.

Fang Yi seemed to have sensed what the other party wanted to say, and pointed directly at Nakamori Yuto, who had just "learned" the [Breathing of Fire] and was practicing sword skills in the courtyard.

"Do not believe?"

"Look at him. Two days ago he was a swordsman that was terrified of ghosts."

"Now, his level is enough to kill lower-rank demons."

Fang Yi was going to introduce his golden employee to Rengoku Chishouro and show him the 'horse bones' he had bought with a huge sum of money.

As well as the backbone employees of his own company, he painted a rosy picture for Rengoku Chijuro who was about to join the company.

[As we all know, WeChat merchants will show off their luxury cars and villas in their circle of friends to increase the persuasiveness of their franchise advertisements]

And Nakamori Yuto is Fang Yi's best business card and his most successful case.
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After Rengoku Chijuro finished listening to Fang Yi's narration, he felt like he was listening to a ghost story.

But when he saw Yuto Nakamori's decent sword technique of [Breath of Flame], he swallowed all his hesitation.

I began to dream of my future as a swordsman.

There was no other reason. [Breath of Fire] was originally a sword technique passed down from generation to generation in the Purgatory family. At the same time, because of the harsh training requirements of his elder brother, no one was willing to be his "stepson" to inherit his mantle.

[Breath of Flame] is probably only mastered by his father now, and his father even deliberately destroyed the [Breath of Flame] guide books preserved by successive Flame Pillars.

Theoretically, no one can learn this sword skill out of thin air except for his missing brother or his father's teaching.

Just as Fang Yi, an extraordinary genius, learned it, Nakamori Yuto, a swordsman with ordinary talent, also quickly learned a few moves of [Breath of Fire].

Obviously, the only possibility is Professor Fang Yi.

He looked at Fang Yi with anticipation, ready to receive instruction in swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi did not immediately train him in swordsmanship, but continued to ask him a question.

"Let me first ask, what is your motivation?"

“Or what is your inner drive?”

"Think carefully before answering. This is the second step in finding your way to become stronger."

After hearing this, Rengoku Chijuro hesitated for a moment and gave his answer.

"It is the duty of the strong to protect the weak."

"Becoming stronger will help others."

"I'm moving forward for..." Fang Yi clapped his hands and interrupted Rengoku Chijuro's intermittent speech.

"Zero points."

"The reason is that this passage was plagiarized from someone else."

"That's not your real reason. You have no experience lying. I can tell at a glance that you're lying."

Rengoku Chijuro, whose thoughts were guessed, was a little nervous and at a loss. After a moment, he asked Fang Yi tentatively.

"Can I first ask Mr. Fang Yi what motivates you to move forward?"

Fang Yi answered without hesitation.

"I became stronger to have more choices."

"To give a vivid example, ordinary people can only pray for the ghost to let them go when they face it."

"A slightly stronger swordsman has more options for fleeing or fighting."

"Stronger swordsmen have more options for fighting and protecting ordinary people."

Rengoku Chijuro, who was inspired by these words, was still a little hesitant and confused.

"After I tell you, can you keep it a secret?"

"My motivation is a little bit mean, not as noble as my brother's."

"It's even a little selfish, is that okay?"

Fang Yi said something very seriously.

"There's no such thing as a high or low reason to become stronger."

At the same time, he looked at Rengoku Chijuro and told him a story.

The story is also very simple.

A very ordinary peasant family. Both parents passed away, leaving behind a few acres of land, a house and an old cow for two brothers.

The much older brother married early and took over the land that should have been divided equally on the grounds that his younger brother was young. At the same time, he exploited and suppressed his younger brother to the utmost.

And when his younger brother picked up a wild boar and stewed it for food, he tried to take the pig for himself.

When he said this, Rengoku Chijuro was still a little confused.

"Aren't you talking about the reasons for becoming stronger?"

"Why are you talking about these irrelevant things again?"

Then he continued with Fang Yi's words and told him the answer.

"The younger brother looked at his strong brother, his somewhat fierce sister-in-law, and the wild boar behind him. He raised his knife for the first time."

"That knife is rough, of poor quality, and even a little blunt, but it is as indispensable as the fangs of a wild beast."

"It was that gleaming knife that drove back the two men who were trying to seize his pork, allowing him to protect his property."

"He finally understood at this moment that it was this worthless sword that allowed him to defeat the two men."

Fang Yi's calm words told Rengoku Chijuro the significance of telling this story.

"The reason why he became stronger is simple."

"He felt that justice lay not in the gods, not in the hearts of men, but in the knife in his hand."

"As long as he becomes strong enough, he can defend everything he has."

"This reason is not very noble, and it doesn't sound very right, but it has indeed become the driving force for this man to move forward."

After hearing this story, Rengoku Chijuro seemed to have some insights, and he couldn't help but ask a question.

"So what happened next? What's the story behind this man?"

"Has he become stronger? Has he maintained his ideals?"

He longed to know the end of this man's story.

Fang Yi replied indifferently, and there was no further words.

"He's gotten stronger."

A simple story, a simple answer, but it made Rengoku Chijuro fall into silence.

He finally spoke about his inner drive to move forward.

"I just want to protect the people around me and fulfill the responsibilities that the Purgatory family should bear."

"At the same time, after I become stronger, my father will probably allow me to go out and look for my brother."

"Even though many people, including me, thought my brother was dead, I still wanted to do my best."

As he spoke these words, Rengoku Chijuro's voice couldn't help but choke up. He paused for a moment and finished explaining his reasons for being 'despicable and selfish'.

"Even if it's just my brother's body, I want a definitive answer."

"At least we can give my brother a funeral."

"By becoming stronger at the same time, I will be able to seek revenge on the culprit who caused my brother's unknown life or death."

"Is that a valid reason?"

Fang Yi thought for a moment and gave his answer.

“Pass.”

"You have the qualifications to become stronger."

"Let Nakamori Yuto over there teach you some basic skills first. I'm going to design a plan for you to become stronger before I train you."

Rengoku Chijuro nodded, then walked towards Nakamori Yuto and went to train.

At the same time, he became more interested in Fang Yi's method of making him stronger.

Fang Yi looked at Rengoku Chijuro's receding back and nodded with satisfaction.

The second employee in his mind has become what he wants through this conversation. He has a certain degree of subjective initiative and is a good material to work for him.

(End of this chapter)

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