What I didn't expect was that Liu Shi took the initiative to come to me the next day, still carrying the red sword in his hand.
The wounds all over his body have been bandaged, but because of the seriousness of the injuries, he still looks miserable. Especially with the heavy gauze wrapped around his head and hands, it feels like he won't be able to go to the forging platform for a while.
If Liu Shi's injury was not handled well yesterday, it would definitely cause sequelae, and if it was serious, his right hand might be destroyed directly. This serious situation is beyond Naru's ability to handle, but there is no decent doctor in Yuxi City either. In the end, there was no other way, and all the doctors in the city were called, and everyone worked together and took turns to save him.
After all, Liushi's realm cultivation base is too low, it can only be said that because of the perennial forging, he is not as weak as he looks. But the healing ability is not much higher than that of ordinary people, and it can't cope with slightly serious injuries.
After seeing me, Liushi pushed away Naru's hand holding him, limped up to me, and raised his head.
From the look in his eyes, it can be seen that he has returned to normal. At least not as irrational as yesterday.
"My research has made new progress."
Liu Shi said so, and his eyes fell on the sword lying flat in his hand again.
He seemed to be very emotional, and his voice trembled a little more than before:
"The last time there was progress was three years ago...! It's been such a long time. Now I can finally control this level of forging, but it's a pity... Lord City Master, I have a request. Let that blond girl, come Try this sword."
I glanced at the red sword in his hand and found that it was exactly the same as when I left yesterday.
So I asked:
"Is this really good? After so many years of searching, you finally completed this work. Don't you feel sorry if you don't try it yourself?"
Liushi lowered his eyes and replied calmly:
"Of course I will. It's better to say that I'm regretting it now. However, my identity is a blacksmith, not a swordsman. This sword is no longer a sword no matter in terms of the exquisiteness of the material or the fineness of the forging. It is a test product that can be made casually. If this sword is used by me for the first time, I will not be able to make a better sword than it, and I will regret it for a longer time. After all, like me People who are not worthy of life, what qualifications do they have to use such a good sword..."
He was rambling on, but his tone carried a hint of determination that could not be refuted.
So I took Liushi to the scarred backyard and asked Liushi to hand over the sword to Alaya. Liu Shi's actions were very solemn, and Alayya took the sword with both hands, holding a sword flower.
I pulled the flowstone back to a very far place.
The air was terribly still, even the wind stopped flowing this way, the sword stayed in mid-air, and the surrounding temperature began to rise abnormally.
Alayah clenched the hilt of the sword, lowered the sword, took a deep breath, and swung the sword sharply towards the sky.
At that moment, the sword in her hand made a crackling sound, like the sound of joints cracking when a beast that had slept for a long time shook its body. The sword body trembled violently, Liushi clenched his fist violently, the gauze was soaked in blood, compared to me and Alaya, he was the most nervous, because he had seen countless similar scenes, and every time he burst with the sword ending.
Now, the sword seemed to be resisting Alayah, unwilling to be easily changed by her.
The wind blades gathered around the sword, biting back at Alaya's arm, cutting her wrist armor, cutting her sleeves, and stabbing her skin, trying to force her to let go.
Alayya seemed to be taming a wild horse, completely ignoring the shaking of the sword, and swung it down forcefully. This sword blew up the wall of the backyard neatly, shattered my bedroom, blasted the mud all over the floor into the sky, and then poured Liushi and me together.
After this sword, the red sword fell silent.
Blood flowed down Alayah's arm to the sword, and then dripped from the tip of the sword to the ground.
Without further ado, I rushed up, snatched the sword from Alaiya's hand, threw it in front of Liushi, and said:
"Are you putting it here for an explosion test?"
Then he hurriedly checked Alaya's injuries. Fortunately, the injury was not very serious, basically no tendons were hurt, it looked scary, but it was actually some skin trauma. But thanks to her usual habit of wearing wrist armor and elbow pads, otherwise, it's really hard to say.
Alaiya held my hand and said in a low voice:
"It doesn't matter, master. But the sword..."
Sword, right? Got it!
Broken copper and iron, look at me, I will smash it for you now!
I turned around and planned to get the sword back from Liushi and avenge Alaya's death, but then I saw Liushi's face was full of tears. Tears fell on Yu Wen's surviving sword. He held the sword, opened his mouth, knelt down with a plop, and repeated loudly as if he wanted to announce to the world:
"It worked, it worked!! Did you see it? Did you see it..."
Alaya looked at her palm and said:
"Master, when I first started using that sword, my sword energy was injected into the sword, as if absorbed by the sword, and I couldn't get out at all. So I swung the sword towards the sky with all my strength, and the sword energy was like I broke through a certain barrier, but the sword also began to resist me. I could only swing the next sword as hard as I could. This time, the sword energy carved more traces in the sword body, and the sword became stable. Finally, when When I hold the sword, I don't know how to describe it, but I have a wonderful feeling."
Alaya raised her head, looked at the sword held in Liushi's hand, and added:
"It's like, the sword has become a part of me. The young master used to say the word [as commanding like an arm], and Alaya always didn't understand... But just now, I really realized it."
I looked towards the sword that Liushi was holding, and found that the red sword body was no longer pure red, and there were silver and white threads intertwined on the sword body, like roads extending in all directions, forming a complex and beautiful pattern. Liu Shi bit his lips, stood up staggeringly, handed the sword into my hand, wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve, and said:
"I will give this sword to her... When I go back, I will make a scabbard with the materials in my hand."
I handed the sword to Alaya, and when I turned around, I saw the moment Liushi turned and left.
It was as if all the blood in his body had been burned out, there was no light in his eyes, and the indomitable aura he had when he was forging was gone. Rather, he was more depressed at this moment than ever before. That kind of depression is a depression that goes deep into the bones, Liushi leaves step by step, the wind blows his clothes, his back looks so thin and lonely.
It suddenly occurred to me that if I want to solve the problem of Liushi, what I have done before is far from enough.
Because in the three years after Carissa's death, these studies were the whole meaning of his life.
The moment he confirmed that his forging had been completed, his last obsession disappeared, and he had no reason to live anymore.