"It's not a good thing to hear the name."

Roger gave his opinion.

"It's how we name it in private, and we have a hidden name to the outside world."

"Sword Spirit."

Michihiro Morita replied.

"There is a specialization in the art industry, in fact, I have only been exposed to one of three links, but through some understanding, I can basically piece together the vague direction of the whole plan."

"The guardian spirit, the soul of the practitioner, and the weapon, the trinity, can finally forge the so-called living sword."

"As a semi-energetic existence, the guardian spirit is very likely to touch the core secrets of this world, and there have been generations of cultivators for thousands of years, but as long as the inheritance is still in the corresponding guardian spirit, it can see the light of day in the inheritance method."

"They may not have a spirit of their own, but in some ways it is not a kind of eternal life."

"The whole plan starts from this perspective."

"The centering of the practitioner's soul, as an important link in the connection, is an important link to ensure self-awareness and individual independence."

"Mountains and rocks may survive for thousands of years, but that doesn't make sense to us."

"And this is the third point that we are responsible for, which is the so-called weapon."

Michihiro Morita spoke eloquently.

"In my opinion, this can no longer be called a weapon, but more like a container."

"All the preparations in the early stage are to allow the soul of the practitioner to have the same characteristics as the guardian spirit, and then the soul with power will be poured into the container."

"Forged into the so-called sword of the living."

"Although the body has been lost, the soul consciousness exists in the weapon, and as long as the energy is sufficient, under the premise that the weapon is not destroyed, it will hardly die."

"Because all power is provided by the weapon itself, then the person who drives the weapon becomes a complete puppet."

"Everything about him, physical, spiritual, emotional, etc., will become an extension of the living sword."

"In this way, the transformed practitioner can not only retain self-awareness and full power, but also have everything that a normal human being can perceive."

"Even if you can't continue to improve in the days to come, if you can do that, you can have a long life that is almost eternal."

"And who wouldn't be crazy about it?"

Morita Michihiro's eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster, in fact, when he first came into contact with the tip of the iceberg of the whole plan, even he couldn't help but be moved.

The desire for eternal life is inscribed in the genes of every living being.

Hearing this, Roger's expression moved slightly.

He couldn't help but think of the news he had learned about the zodiac signs from Galahad before he left Europe.

The Privy Council has abandoned the traditional way of passing on the legacy and has ensured the continuation of its power by crafting powerful cursed items.

There is nothing soul-related involved in this, but no matter how you look at it, the inheritance weapon of the Zodiac and the living sword that he heard from Morita Michihiro seem to be related and similar.

Although the ultimate goals are different, the transcendents of the Eastern and Western worlds seem to have followed the same path.

Or......

In more core places, there may be intimate connections that are not well known, and if that's the case, the situation becomes incredibly complicated.

"That's supposed to be a good thing, I don't think anyone will be long." Roger said.

"Indeed...... Even if there will be some price to pay in the process, or even do something wrong. ”

Michihiro Morita didn't hide his true thoughts, but it was clear that he must have discovered something in the process of working.

"I thought I was mentally prepared, but there was actually so much involved in the plan, and I became more and more worried as time went on."

"Because this is not something that one or two ordinary forces can do with a little effort, and it wasn't until later that I realized that they had more than just a longer life."

"They can do anything to achieve their goals!"

Morita Michihiro looked at Roger, "At Sunrise, the shrine and the Onmyoji have always been the most powerful existences, but it is not the Onmyoji of any force who started this plan. ”

"It's the Sword House."

"What I know now is one of the three strongest sword houses, the Yaga family of the three-legged crow."

"Of course, the outside world prefers to call them the Eight Jaws."

"But I believe that behind this, it is not just a sword house that participates in the whole project, there must be a lot of small genre inheritances hidden."

Michihiro Morita sighed.

"Then something happened, and I had to fake an accident in a forge and fake my death."

"But what I didn't expect was that I deceived the people of the Yachi family, but in the end, because of a little negligence, the onmyoji of the shrine caught the loophole."

"The situation is already very dangerous, only the Arashi Shadow Shrine is currently following my traces, but they don't know all the information, they should only have a part of it."

"That's what gave me a chance to hide......"

"It's a pity that Yukiko has been affected, and the recent actions of the Arashikage Shrine are a little too urgent, and I'm worried that it will attract the attention of the Yatsuya family."

"If they were to do it themselves, it would not be an ordinary Fourth Order who would be sent, but a core member of the family."

"I don't have any chance with someone like that."

Michihiro Morita sighed, and he looked down at the Sword of Fate in his hand.

"I can now basically identify some problems with this weapon, judging by my current ability and experience, because of some differences in rules and materials."

"What's more, this weapon was tailor-made by that high-level vampire, and it is impossible to fully exert his power in the hands of others, so I'm afraid I won't be able to meet your requirements."

Roger was silent, he knew that if he wanted to reject himself, Michihiro Morita would not talk so much to him.

"But ......"

Michihiro Morita raised his head, "I also have my own pride as a famous forger, maybe I can't build this weapon according to your heart, but if I change my mind." ”

"I believe I can do better!"

"So what about ......"

Roger said lightly.

There was a hint of embarrassment on Morita's face, and he knew that Roger had guessed something.

"You've helped a lot, and I should do my best to help you build this weapon, but now that the situation really doesn't allow it, I may only be able to help you deal with it simply."

"We can only continue when we find the right opportunities and materials."

"To be honest, it's a complete coincidence that you were able to get here, but I don't want you to stay here because this place is too dangerous."

"It's not just from monsters, but also stronger onmyoji and samurai."

"Take Yukiko away, go to the present world, you are from the Western world, if you bring Yukiko to your hometown, you should be able to completely avoid the tracking of those people."

"They're not going there, so you don't have to take too much risk."

Roger didn't speak, he blinked, I'm just here to make a sword, okay?

What's going on? There is an event in the blacksmith shop, buy one get one free, forge a sword and give it to your granddaughter?

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to take this hot potato, but Morita Michihiro was very calm, of course, the more he concealed it, when the truth was exposed, it would definitely be Yukiko who would be hurt.

Instead of breaking out later, it is better to explain everything clearly in the present.

The deal was made happy, and there was really no way, so he had to find another way.

After all, if you can deceive for a while, you can't deceive for a lifetime, and Yukiko's safety is still tied to the man in front of her, and there is no harm in being honest.

"If they go back to this world, won't they track them down?" Roger asked.

"There is this possibility, but the strength of the Onmyoji or samurai sent to the present world should not be too strong."

"You must know that cultivators in this world rarely enter the present world, and in comparison, the permanent world is a high-energy world, and the upper limit of strength is higher, and the speed of ascension is much faster than reality."

"What is more important is to enter the low-energy world from the high-energy world, and those who have lived here for a long time will have great rejection, and affecting the exertion of strength is only one aspect, and more importantly, ......"

"This process will greatly shorten their already small lifespan!"

"For this reason, you rarely see practitioners from ordinary times at sunrise in this world."

"So the ones who can be sent on missions are either marginal characters or not too old, either way, in the Western world, you can easily handle it, right?"

Michihiro Morita looked at Roger with burning eyes.

Roger grinned, he always felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be full of inexplicable confidence in his strength.

"If that's the case......"

Roger spoke, as if it was worth considering, but before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice came.

"What do you want to do?"

"Use yourself to attract other people's attention and then create a chance for me to live?"

Syllable!

A palm-sized paper figure came out of the crack in the stone wall in the corner, and after hitting the ground, it exploded with a bang and turned into the appearance of Yukiko.

At the same time, the prohibition set by Michihiro Morita outside was also touched, and Yukiko herself appeared in front of the two of them.

"Grandpa, you can get out of here too."

Yukiko pursed her lips, trying her best to control the emotions in her heart.

She didn't shout, I'm not leaving, I want to be with you and other impulsive words, and the situation in front of her made the girl realize that Morita's suggestion might be the best option.

She's only going to make a mess of it here.

"Kid......" Michihiro Morita smiled bitterly.

"In the last few days, after a lot of travel, I finally had the opportunity to calm down and figure out something."

"The people of the Rankage Shrine are looking for me, and they are making too much noise, and I think it won't be long before the people of the Yatsuya family will be able to find out that I'm not dead."

"They won't let me go, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death."

"We're not playing against one or two people."

"It's a huge, unimaginably large group."

"Do you know how many samurai are on the verge of life right now?"

"That's a terrible number, and these people are willing to do anything for even the slightest hope."

Michihiro Morita smiled kindly.

"As long as you are safe and happy, I am relieved."

"As for me, don't worry so much, now is the time to hire people, and I think they will make the most of my abilities before they are completely successful."

"Who knows how many years it will last?" Michihiro Morita smiled.

"Maybe they didn't succeed until I ran out of life, and if so, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Yukiko opened her mouth, but she couldn't refute it.

Michihiro Morita didn't say anything more to Yukiko, but turned his head to look at Roger, who was standing beside him.

"Mr. Roger, what is your answer?"

"Don't worry, because of your previous help, even if you refuse me, I will continue to help you reforge that weapon."

"Of course, in this case, you should be able to understand a little bit of my selfishness."

Speaking of this, a moment of confusion flashed on his face, but he continued, "You are older than me, but you look much younger than me, I think between you and Yukiko, maybe ......"

"Grandpa!" Not far away, there was a loud scream.

Michihiro Morita closed his mouth in embarrassment.

Hey, kid, what do you know?

Grandpa, it's all for your good.

The foreign devils in the West are not as reserved as us Orientals, Morita Michihiro sighed but didn't know what to say.

"I promised you."

Roger spoke, but he then added, "I want you to understand, Mr. Morita, that this is not a deal. ”

"Yukiko is a friend of Chinatsu, and China's friend is naturally also my friend, so it is appropriate to help a little when she can."

Roger believed what Morita said, but he also knew that a small fluctuation in mood and concentration would affect the final result for a foundry.

And this result will even bring about a gap between artifacts and mortal products.

Say something about the scene and don't get killed.

Sure enough, after listening to Roger's words, the smile on Morita's face increased a lot.

"I don't have the materials on hand, and I'm afraid I can't start the formal reforge, but I can help you make some small changes first, and at least be able to exert a little bit of the power of this weapon."

Morita said with a smile on his face.

"One thing I want you to know is that for that high-ranking vampire, this is more than just a weapon, it's his own body."

"No one but himself can wield an arm, so if you want to actually own this weapon, you have to make a choice."

Roger nodded thoughtfully, this is also a problem that he has only realized in the process of using it recently.

Having seen the power of the Sword of Fate, Roger wanted to retain the full power of this weapon, but because of this, a kind of imprisonment was formed, which eventually evolved into an endless cycle.

"If it's up to me to do it, I'll help you erase some of the traits that belong to that high-ranking vampire from your weapon, which will damage some of its traits, and I want you to think about it."

Morita Michihiro's eyes flashed red, and a trace of flame spread from his fingertips to the sword of fate.

"What exactly?"

"That weird, a little causal attack."

Roger immediately thought of the Sword of Destiny's all-angle attack at close range without warning, but after thinking about it, he made a trade-off.

"Yes, then please." Roger nodded.

"Will it take a long time?"

"Nope." Michihiro Morita smiled.

"You can talk to Yukiko, and when you're done, I'll be pretty much on my side."

Roger looked at Michihiro Morita with a strange expression, and he always felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be tricking him into doing something.

Maybe I'm thinking too much......

Let's chat, what can we have?

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