Chapter 588: Grandpa, I want to learn blacksmithing!

"Big Brother, what is this? It doesn't look very tasty."

Illya looked at the elixir of immortality in front of her. Although she didn't know what it was, out of trust in Lin Ye, she still opened her small mouth silently.

Then, Lin Ye unceremoniously shoved the herb into Illya's small mouth.

"Woo woo!! Big Brother!! Bitter!!" Illya just swallowed the elixir of immortality and picked up Lin Ye's breakfast milk and drank it gulp by gulp.

"It's right that it's bitter; good medicine tastes bitter."

"But, Big Brother! What exactly is this?" Illya looked at Lin Ye, puzzled. Although she didn't know what Lin Ye had fed her, she could feel a warm current spreading in her body.

"Elixir of immortality. You only had three years of life left, right? Now it's fine. As long as you don't seek death, maybe you can compare with a turtle to see who lives longer."

"I'm not a turtle! Wait! Elixir of immortality!" Illya instantly grasped the point. The next second, her eyes looking at Lin Ye were filled with deep emotion. "This... this... this is simply too precious..."

Something Matou Zouken had chased for hundreds of years without obtaining, I just obtained it like this?

Illya didn't believe Lin Ye would lie to her, and she also knew that her physical condition was actually running out of time, but she didn't expect Lin Ye to save her in such a way.

Elixir of immortality! Such an existence, even if the entire Einzbern family were added together, couldn't afford it! But Lin Ye just gave it to her like this.

There is a saying: if a person gives you something precious, it means this thing is no longer precious to him, but you are.

This action of Lin Ye made Illya, who was already lacking care, even more moved.

Looking at the very moved little Illya, Lin Ye just pinched her small face and put her down from his lap and said:

"What precious or not precious, you causing less trouble and living well in the future is the most precious thing."

"Mm!" Illya threw herself directly into Lin Ye's arms and said loudly, "Illya will definitely listen to Big Brother in the future. Whatever Big Brother wants Illya to do, Illya will do, no matter what it is!"

Good guy.

As soon as Illya said this, everyone present looked at Lin Ye more like a beast. Although Illya's age is legal, this appearance is still that of a little girl.

Especially the three little lolis, who almost instantly pulled Illya out of Lin Ye's arms!

Miyu: "You don't say that anymore! Big Brother... Big Brother wouldn't want to do anything to you!"

"That's not necessarily true." Chloe didn't think so. "You aren't Big Brother, how do you know Big Brother doesn't want to? And the three of us are exactly the same. Think about it, in the dead of night, you come to Big Brother's room, and then take off... woo woo!"

Before Chloe's words were finished, Miyu covered her small mouth. At this moment, Miyu's small face was as red as a red apple!

Ah!

"You!! Don't say it anymore!" Miyu said with a red face, and she couldn't help but imagine that scene in her mind. The next second, she almost fainted like a steam engine.

"Don't say it anymore! Miyu! We should go out to play. Didn't we agree to go to the amusement park! Goodbye, Brother Lin Ye!!"

After Miyu finished speaking, she pulled Chloe and Illya out of the room, one in each hand. She couldn't stay in this house for even a second.

Truly, why are these two "selves" so precocious!

Illya can be said to have completely no desire to grab the Holy Grail now, but there are still people who want the Holy Grail.

For example, Emiya Shirou.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Emiya House, inside the warehouse.

I don't know when this place became a forging room. Since Senji Muramasa was summoned, the sound of blacksmithing has been heard here every day.

Inside the warehouse, in front of the furnace burning with blue flames, Senji Muramasa/Emiya Shirou was shirtless and constantly blacksmithing there. And no one knew that inside his body, two consciousnesses were communicating at this moment.

Emiya Shirou: "Grandpa Muramasa, you blacksmith every day, aren't you tired?"

Senji Muramasa: "Tired? How could I be tired? Shirou, remember, blacksmithing is the happiest thing in the world. The sound of forging is the most beautiful music in the world, and the sword forged is the most perfect work of art in the world. Doing such a meaningful thing, how could I be tired?"

"Sword? Work of art?" Emiya Shirou clearly couldn't understand Senji Muramasa's meaning.

And Senji Muramasa also explained tirelessly: "Shirou, your origin is the sword. You are like me, a man born for the sword. I believe this is why I possessed you. But remember, the sword you forged... is still too immature."

Emiya Shirou: "Immature? But Grandpa Muramasa, the sword I projected can already cut through steel."

"Cut through steel? Tch." Senji Muramasa snorted disdainfully. "If you are satisfied with this, then the limit of your life is just this. Remember, you are not projecting a sword; you are using your own mana as material and heart fire as a furnace to forge a sword!"

Emiya Shirou: "Forging a sword? Is there any difference?"

Senji Muramasa: "Of course there is a difference! The so-called forging requires the furnace temperature to be high enough, and the materials for forging must be hammered and smelted many times; only then can the toughness of the sword be guaranteed!

It also needs fine grinding and polishing; only then can the sword forged become an exquisite sword. Don't believe it? Try it."

Speaking of this, Senji Muramasa/Emiya Shirou moved. He picked up a Muramasa that had just been forged with one hand, and with the other hand, he directly projected a Muramasa that looked exactly the same!

Both hands exerted force simultaneously, Clang! The two Muramasas collided directly in the air! And accompanied by a spark, the projected Muramasa... just broke into two halves like that.

"This..." Emiya Shirou widened his eyes watching this scene.

And feeling Emiya Shirou's emotions, Senji Muramasa then said:

"I don't understand magecraft, but I know that forging requires care, determination, and patience.

Care, allows you to consider every detail from the inside out when forging. A sword cannot have only an appearance. When you forged the sword, you only considered the appearance; did you consider what the internal structure of the sword should be like?

Determination, allows you to forge persistently. Forging requires a thousand hammerings; one less time and it cannot be perfect. When you forged the sword, you only projected it; did you consider whether its blade was sharp enough and its body tough enough?

Patience, allows you to master the breathing of every sword. You have to treat the sword as your lover, feel every inch of its length and every point of its texture. When you swung the sword, you only knew how to swing and slash; did you consider whether the sword in your hand is suitable for slashing or suitable for picking and stabbing?"

Listening to Senji Muramasa's words, Emiya Shirou suddenly felt that he was so unprofessional.

That's right, compared to Grandpa Muramasa, he is still too far behind.

Thinking of this, Emiya Shirou also suddenly said to Senji Muramasa:

"Grandpa Muramasa, can you hand over the body to me and let me try blacksmithing too?"

Iron-pumping youth! Emiya Shirou! Online! ===== CHAPTER 590 =====