Chapter 58 I will not allow the Swordsmith Village to be humiliated!
"Please! Mr.... I don't know your name, please let me forge a new sword for you!"
Wolf took the wagimaru handed back by Koutsuka, and the other party's voice reached his ears. Only then did Wolf realize that the two of them didn't know his name yet.
"My name is Hirata Sekiro... Just call me Sekiro."
Hearing this, Min Saburo, who was lying on the ground, quickly stood up and addressed the wolf solemnly.
"Mr. Sekiro!"
But Iron Tomb didn't care about so many etiquettes. The few words of thanks he just said to Wolf were already his limit. He excitedly repeated his words to Wolf again.
"Sekiro! I've seen it. Although this sword is extremely good, it is not the Sun Blade. Let me help you forge a new Sun Blade!"
Faced with the passionate Steel Mound, the wolf in the past might have agreed, but now the chief of the Swordsmith Village, although with a bad tone, still agreed to help the wolf forge the sword.
Thinking of this, the wolf gently broke free from Tietzuka's hand that was holding his shoulder and whispered.
"The village chief has already agreed to help me forge a sword... so... I'm sorry."
Upon hearing this, Tietiezhong instantly returned to the crazy appearance that Wolf had seen before. His masked face was like a boiling kettle, twisted and roaring towards the sky.
"Damn it! That old guy got there first! No! I can't let him do it, or I'll take his job away from him!"
After saying that, he ignored the other two people present and the dim night sky, and rushed down the mountain with a strange cry.
"Hey! Don't leave me alone..."
Looking at Koutsuka's departing back, Toshisaburo called out loudly hoping to keep him, but he failed in the end.
There was no choice but to stand up and slowly walk between the broken Yuanyi Zero Shiki and Wolf. He looked at Zero Shiki and then looked at Wolf with some embarrassment.
"Mr. Sekiro, although it may be a bit presumptuous, could you help me with this?"
Raising his eyebrows, Wolf followed the other party's gaze and saw the six arms that fell from Yuan Yi Lingshi.
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In the forging room
Ding, ding!
With his short body and bare upper body, Tiedi Heyuan Zhentie swung a huge hammer to hit a piece of metal mixed with some rocks.
With the continuous hammering, the rocks continued to fall off the metal, revealing the original color of the metal underneath with a cold metallic glow.
Even so, the hammering cannot stop. It continues until the temperature generated by the collision of the metals gradually turns red under the hammering, and then the action slowly stops.
He exhaled deeply, and sweat flowed down his cheeks and neck.
He took out the steel clamps from under the forge and was about to put the red-hot metal from the forge onto the anvil when a fierce argument suddenly broke out outside the forge.
Just as the village chief was frowning in confusion, the quarrel turned into a fight, and then the door of the forging room was kicked open!
boom!
The huge noise startled the village chief, and the metal clamp in his hand loosened and almost fell to the ground.
At this time, the village chief also saw the calf that kicked the door open, which looked thick and familiar.
"Hina! What are you doing!?"
That’s right, the intruder was none other than Tietiezhong who had rushed down the mountain. At this moment, the mask on his face was half broken, and his body was covered with dirt and fallen leaves. It was obvious that he was indeed very excited when he ran down.
"Call me Tetsuzuka! Don't call me Hotaru!"
"Also, old man, are you forging a sword for a man called Sekiro?!"
Looking at Tietetsuka's excited expression, the village chief inexplicably had a bad feeling, but after hesitation he still admitted it.
"Um... a rude brat, what's wrong?"
Seeing the village chief admit it, Tietetsuka was overjoyed and was about to step forward and snatch the metal from the village chief's hand.
"Since you think he's rude, then give me the chance to forge the sword!"
Faced with the huge steel mound above his head, the village chief could only run backwards helplessly, but it was in vain. In the end, the steel clamp clamped the metal and the village chief who was holding the clamp tightly was lifted up together.
Seeing that the village chief didn't let go, the anxious Tietiezhong swung the steel clamp in his hand hard.
"Let go old man! The jade steel is getting cold!"
"No! Even though that brat teased me, forging a sword for him was an order from the Demon Slayer Corps lord, so I have to do it!"
"Damn old man! The sword you forge is definitely not as good as the one he has in his hand now. I will not allow such a shameful thing to happen in the Sword Forging Village!"
Upon hearing this, the village chief was stunned, his clenched hands loosened, and he fell to the ground.
Without the interference of the village chief, Steel Tomb rushed to the anvil without stopping and swung the steel clamp.
clang!
Yugang was thrown onto the anvil with a crisp sound, waking up the village chief who was standing on the ground in a daze.
clang! clang!
Looking at Tietsuzuka who had already started swinging the giant hammer to hit the jade steel, his face was calm and no one knew what he was thinking.
After a moment, he slowly stood up and walked to Tietiezhong without saying a word. Looking at his serious and focused eyes, he mustered up his strength and spoke loudly.
"That kid wants a large sword, don't make a mistake!"
"Tsk, you old man, why are you yelling so loudly?"
"Once you get into the mood, you can't hear what others say!"
After that, the two stopped bickering and stood together naturally, looking at the jade steel on the anvil seriously. At this moment, there were no other distracting thoughts in their minds, only one voice echoing in their hearts.
Forge this great sword!
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The night was deep, and the moon had risen to the sky at some point, casting bits of heavenly light on the world.
On the back mountain, under the jade-colored moonlight, two figures could be vaguely seen in the forest, slowly climbing up to the top of the back mountain.
The sound of conversation could be heard from time to time between the two.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Sekiro, I still need your help to move my arm up."
"It doesn't matter... The doll was broken because of me..."
"How can you say that, Mr. Sekiro! Repairing puppets is my job... but I can't take both the arm and the puppet out at once, and it takes too much time to go back and forth twice. My child is still young and is home alone, so I'm a little worried, so..."
"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Sekiro!"
Hearing this, the wolf with six arms paused, then returned to normal.
Are you home alone?
"…How old is the child?"
When Toshisaburo heard Wolf ask him this, he felt as happy as if he had eaten honey. Even through the mask, one could see his happiness.
"He's only 4 years old, he's a sensible boy, haha. We're almost home, I'll ask him to come out and say hello to you when we get home!"
After saying that, he seemed to be energized by chicken blood. His steps became much faster, and he ran towards the room on the top of the mountain carrying Yuan 10shi on his back.
"Xiaotie! Daddy is back!"
Pushing open the door, Toshisaburo cheered and shouted towards the room, but he woke up the boy who was sleeping at the door.
"father!"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the boy saw that it was his father who came back, and happily threw himself into Toshisaburo's arms.
Touching his son Xiaotie's head, Min Saburo's eyes were full of love and guilt.
"I'm sorry, Xiaotie... Daddy is back late."
Xiao Tie in his arms didn't care, he shook his head and said in a buzzing voice.
"It's ok."
"Oh, yes! Mr. Wolf, please come in and sit down! This is my child, Xiao Tie. Xiao Tie, come and say hello to Mr. Sekiro."
“…Excuse me.”
In Min Saburo's arms, Xiao Tie stretched his head and looked at the person who walked into the room through the moonlight.
A red haori and black bloomers, a sharp blade hanging from the waist, and a cold look in his eyes.
The young boy couldn't help but shrink into Min Saburo's arms out of fear.