I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

"Please, old man, trust Suzumaru Tsuneji."

Axue heard the same hesitation in Sengo Muramasa's tone as she did in the past. She used to be so afraid, afraid of not getting the approval of Suzumaru Tsuneji.

But this evil-destroying Buddhist sword still chose him.

They chose him, a monk who had embarked on the path of Shura.

Qianzi Muramasa took a deep breath, then exerted a little force with his right hand.

Suzumaru Tsuneji responded immediately, his cold light still sharp.

"Hahahahaha! Good!! This way I'll be satisfied!"

After successfully pulling out Suzumaru Tsuneji, Sengo Muramasa actually burst into laughter.

"The Five Swordsmen of the World are indeed worthy of their reputation! It was me who was blind to recognize the true master!"

The old man looked at the Suzumaru Tsunetsugu over and over again, muttering to himself like a madman, "What a good sword it is."

"Even if I could replicate this Sujuumaru Tsuneji, I would never be able to replicate the soul it possesses now..."

Sengoku Muramasa's eyes were fixed on the Evil-Breaking Buddha Sword, and he kept muttering as if he really saw something.

"Fire seeks its master, wind-controlling swordsmanship, becoming a Buddha in the flesh, slaying the evil monk..."

This white-haired old man actually recounted all the important events in Axue's life through Suzumaru Tsuneji.

"What a wonderful life! What a heavy karma! White-robed Shura! You truly are a Shura worthy of the Five Swords of the World!"

"Could it be..."

Miyamoto Musashi stared into Senko Muramasa's eyes and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Blind man! This old man actually has the third eye!!!"

"Haha, where's the clairvoyance? It's just a daydream of an old man staring at a burning forge."

Sengo Muramasa put the Suzumaru Tsuneji back into the scabbard, solemnly returned it to Axue, and then said very seriously.

"When do you need me to repair this mechanical puppet?"

"If you're willing, old man, then let's do it now."

"no problem."

Qianzi Muramasa then looked around and saw the Kyushu caravan still waiting eagerly. He asked in confusion, "Why are these southern barbarians still hanging around and refusing to leave?"

"We can't repair the puppets, but we are willing to pay more than your Ise Group to hire this White-robed Shura as a bodyguard for our convoy."

The southern barbarians are now particularly fond of Axue and have made up their minds to capture him.

"No need"

The white-haired old man just waved his hand and disdainfully signaled these barbarians to get out.

"You can't afford this price at all."

"How much can a caravan of your ragtag knife makers afford? We can pay double!"

The southern barbarian crossed his arms over his chest, obviously having a dispute with the old man.

After all, the Kyushu Group and the Ise Group are both arms dealers, so it is normal for them to have conflicts.

It's perfectly normal for these guys from Kyushu to look down on the Ise people, who are originally swordsmiths.

What era is this? Are you still forging traditional swords?

Is he a match for our matchlock rifles?!

But today, this group of southern barbarians has indeed met their match.

Qianzi Muramasa's face turned cold, and he said in a trembling voice -

"I intend to personally forge a sword for this White-robed Shura! Can you southern barbarians even afford the price?!"

Chapter 70 Then there is only one answer!

In Kuwana, Ise Province, the most famous clan is the Muramasa clan.

They have been forging swords for generations, and all the weapons they forge are named Muramasa series, just like the names of these swordsmiths.

And Sengo Muramasa is the most famous swordsmith among them.

The swords he forged were simple and elegant. Each one was made for actual combat. The blades were extremely sharp and could be used directly on the battlefield.

It was a time of chaos, with rituals and music collapsing and heroes rising up. Every warrior longed to have a famous sword in his hand, not only for self-defense, but also to create a legendary story with the famous sword.

But throughout history, how rare are famous swords in the world?

Besides, can those famous swords that are only famous in name really compare to the craftsmanship of Sengo Muramasa?

The Muramasa series created by Sengo Muramasa himself has seen its price skyrocket in today's Warring States period, and countless Warring States daimyos are vying to purchase it.

Now the Ise Group is heading to Kyoto, and their specific purpose of going to Kyoto is to participate in the auction and sell Senji Muramasa's latest masterpiece.

You can imagine how much it would cost to buy a samurai sword made by Sengo Muramasa himself...

"Tsk! An old bastard who only knows how to stir up public opinion!"

The southern barbarians knew that the Thousand Sons Village was a powerful force. Even though it was now an era of firearms, these southern barbarians with their iron cannons were ultimately no match for the stereotypes held by the Japanese class.

That is to say, lower the prices of those samurai swords.

After all, a matchlock gun has no soul, a cannon is just a container, and gunpowder is the key killer.

Moreover, they would not tell stories like the Muramasa clan, nor could they talk about the craftsman spirit that had been passed down for thousands of years. These southern barbarians picked up their matchlock guns for only one purpose -

Make money with quality.

Or is it......

Make money by force.

"...Haha, you actually came up with such a big idea?"

The Kyushu caravan knew they couldn't produce anything comparable to Sengo Muramasa's forged sword, so they walked away with a sneer.

"But once we leave here, you old turtles better be careful with your knives. After all, cannons don't have eyes!"

In the eyes of the Kyushu group, being overshadowed by the swordsmiths from Ise Province was not something to be proud of.

This was the chaotic Warring States period.

Although both sides are caravans, the intrigues between merchants are sometimes the most brutal.

As for weapons, the Kyushu group is equipped with all muskets, while the Ise group is equipped with all samurai swords.

As for bodyguards, the Kyushu group has the most people, while the Ise group has the injured, the sick and the disabled.

If it weren't for the fact that this is a government-managed area, the Kyushu Group would not have the courage to swallow up the Ise Group in public, otherwise Sengo Muramasa would have to pay the price for his arrogance.

"...These damn barbarians."

Sengo Muramasa also understood the threat from the other side, which was almost a showdown. It seemed that as long as the next two groups were on the same side of the route to Kyoto, the guys from the Kyushu group would definitely attack their Ise group!

After all, the main goal of doing business is profit.

However, a business that makes huge profits can force good people to turn into evil spirits.

"Old man, I already have the Suzumaru Tsuneji, so there's no need for you to make another sword for me, right?"

Seeing that the Kyushu group had already left, Axue knew that the next caravan choice would be the Ise group.

This made Oda Nobunaga depressed for a long time, but when he thought that the Kyushu group would come to cause trouble on the road, this big fool from Owari was no longer depressed, and he adjusted his matchlock gun and waited for the time to have a sniper competition with the other side.

"An extra sword is always a good thing."

Although Sengo Muramasa said this, he was not thinking about this in his heart.

After all, a good horse deserves a good saddle. Sengoku Muramasa knew that White-Cloaked Shura would definitely be the most dazzling star in this Warring States Period, and his life story would become even more exciting.

And how could such a wonderful life be possible without the participation of Sengo Muramasa?

If this White-robed Shura could possess the sword he made himself in the future, then Sengo Muramasa's reputation would become even more famous and more memorable.

"Yes, yes, Xue, it's okay if you don't give it to me!"

Miyamoto Musashi was watching from the side and felt itchy.

After all, she doesn't have any good swords, and the two samurai swords she uses are still pieces of scrap metal.

However, this Tianyuan Flower is different from others. Others only need one famous sword, but Miyamoto Musashi, the user of Niten Ichiru, needs two famous swords.

Even if she sold everything on her body, she still couldn't afford to buy two famous swords, so Miyamoto Musashi had no choice but to live a makeshift life picking up scraps and replacing them with swords when they were broken.

Axue doesn't usually need two swords, so isn't the samurai sword specially made by Sengo Muramasa prepared for himself?

Miyamoto Musashi then excitedly requested, "One for an ōdachi! One for a wakizashi!"

"What's up with this noisy woman?"

Qianzi Muramasa couldn't stand the woman making noise next to him, and the old man frowned and complained to Axue.

"It's really strange. I've been persecuted by these women since I was a child, and now I'm an old man, I'm still like this. How can I forge good weapons by hanging out with women?"

Upon hearing that Chiko Muramasa was also a womanizer, Axue nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. I can't stand women making trouble either."

"Haha! White-robed Shura! I really like you more and more!"

Sengo Muramasa laughed heartily, then carefully observed Kato Danzo on the stage, who was trying to repair the mechanical doll.

"My hands were cut off. I just need to re-train the wiring to put them back together..."

The white-haired old man stroked his chin and analyzed calmly.

"But the difficulty lies in this power reactor. I believe it must have been destroyed by your sword, White-robed Shura. It may be difficult to repair it."

"How many days will it take?"

"Less than an hour, mainly because the raw materials are a bit hard to find, but luckily I have enough prepared!"

Then Sengo Muramasa called out to the swordsmiths of the caravan behind him, and the next moment he built a workshop around Kato Danzo and began to tinker with the power reactor.

"The art of mechanical puppetry is indeed ingenious, but it is still too simple compared to casting."

"How can the structure here transfer energy? I don't understand it at all..."

"Well, if it's a forged sword, then perhaps quenching can solve it?"

"This power reactor is too small. Let me expand its performance a little more!"

So just like that, after a few hammerings from Sengo Muramasa's hammer, Kato Danzo's power reactor was completely repaired.

Not only has it been fixed, but it has also been updated to a new version, and it seems to be even more powerful than before!

"——System, restarting."

Kato Danzo suddenly jumped up from the table, her golden eyes flashing wildly with data streams.

"—Data has been significantly lost due to core damage."

"——System, verifying."

"——Authentication failed, missing lord."

Then the female ninja of the mechanical machine looked around——

Finally, it locked onto Axue, who defeated her.

Calculations surged like a waterfall, rapidly flowing through the red-gold eyes—

Finally, she got the best and most rational calculation result.

"Then, there is only one answer..."

Follow the human etiquette documented in the knowledge module.

Kato Danzo slowly half-knelt on the ground, his left hand touching his chest, his right hand raised, and he offered his loyalty to the white-robed Shura in front of him.

"I will swear allegiance to you!!!"