This person, in a sense, is much more powerful than her.

Even though Miss Aaron can easily kill this man, she can easily tear this man into pieces.

But when she looked at that figure, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself.

She hugged Ryoma's arm.

Ryoma was a little surprised. Although Miss Aaron was very close to him, she generally wouldn't make such an action in front of others.

"What's wrong, Miss Aaron?" He smiled and touched Miss Aaron's head.

"Human beings are really strong and interesting!" Miss Aaron said inexplicably.

"Huh? Well, I'm glad you think so." Ryoma was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently.

It seems that I am not the only one who has grown up.

During the time when Miss Aaron was with Longma, Longma had been a little troubled.

Miss Aaron is very powerful, powerful enough to protect him completely.

But Miss Aaron only looked at him seriously, and in Miss Aaron's opinion, everyone else was just an ant.

Many people around Ryoma were beaten by Miss Aaron, especially Okada Izo.

If Longma hadn't blocked her many times, many lives would have been lost at the hands of Miss Aaron.

Ryoma did not choose to drive Miss Aaron away, but chose to keep this time bomb with him at all times, restraining her at all times.

The two of them reached a verbal agreement. Without Ryoma's permission, Miss Aaron is not allowed to reveal her true identity, let alone kill anyone.

Ryoma is a good old man and has never thought of killing someone.

He took Miss Aaron with him not only to restrain his unintentional mistakes and to atone for his sins, but also to make this ruthless monster understand what a real person is, a real person of flesh and blood.

Now it seems that it is initially effective.

He had never thought about relying on Miss Aaron's power to complete Japan's transformation. The human country should be changed by humans themselves.

Zuo Cun looked through the window at the figure of Shui Xinzi Shoji who was still swinging the hammer in the room, and narrowed his eyes.

He felt his heart beating violently.

Although this statement is a bit arrogant and arrogant, Samura saw himself in Suishinko Shoji, who was obsessed with swords in Echigo and Kyoto.

This state of extreme concentration resonated with Zuo Cun.

Shui Xinzi Shoji, on the other hand, was still beating the jade steel on the pliers without any distractions.

8020.

Ding!

He thought silently in his heart.

What is 2 raised to the power of 8020?

Don't know and don't want to know.

He only needed to hammer hard and concentrate on hammering to make this piece of jade steel extremely solid.

He is doing something that surpasses himself and his predecessors.

The thick ground texture is layer upon layer and no longer looks like it is cracked.

The texture is smoother, but it hasn't reached the end yet.

So, keep beating and keep forging.

Ding!

As the number of pill exercises increases, it will become more difficult to continue pill exercises, requiring more concentration and control of strength.

Those who walk a hundred paces are half ninety.

However, the corners of Shuixinzi Zhengci's mouth involuntarily raised a slight arc.

Focus and...enjoy.

Ding!

Mrs. Shui Xinzi is maintaining the temperature of the stove.

Shui Xinzi is forging using the ancient method. The temperature of the furnace must be strictly controlled at 1000 degrees. Compared with the new forging method, the temperature is much lower, but the knife forged in this way will be harder.

Having been her husband's assistant all year round, Mrs. Shui Xinzi has become very good at controlling the temperature of the fire.

8021.

After completing another round of forging, Shui Xinzi put Yugang into the stove again and looked at Yugang intently.

After a while, take out the jade steel again and continue swinging the hammer.

Ding!

...

The process of pill forging proceeds slowly.

In the evening, Mrs. Shui Xinzi wiped the sweat from her forehead and opened the door.

The three Zuocun people still didn't leave.

They looked at the couple who lived for the sword with respect and expectation.

From the figure of Shuishinzi Shoji, it can be seen with the naked eye that the size of his muscles has shrunk a lot, and the hair that was scattered behind him has completely lost its black color and turned into white hair.

"Mr. Masahide Suikoko..." Sakamoto Ryoma muttered to himself.

"This is...a human being who has found faith..." Miss Aaron's mood also changed a lot.

She suddenly felt that she was very naive before.

My sourceless desires and boring anger are nothing in the face of this determination and determination.

Zuo Cun looked at the somewhat stooped back, with fire burning in his eyes.

Mrs. Shui Xinzi did not ask them to leave.

Shui Xinzi was silently reciting the number of times he had taken pills.

8999.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

"Nine thousand!"

Shui Xinzi shouted loudly for the first time.

No one raised a voice to influence this hero.

Yes, hero.

The hero of the sword-forging world, the hero of the samurai, the hero of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu.

Your own hero.

As the forging hammer hammered, Shui Xinzi was almost approaching the limit.

He is already very old, he has consumed his physical strength, consumed his fat, and now, he is consuming his life.

Just for the famous sword in my hand.

A famous sword that surpasses all famous swords.

The moon was sparse, providing some light for a few people.

They didn't ask to leave, and Shui Xinzi and his wife didn't say they wanted to see off the guests.

Everyone is looking forward to the birth of the knife.

"Nine thousand five hundred!" Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu shouted again.

"Nine thousand eight hundred!"

"Nine thousand nine hundred!"

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety!"

"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!"

Ding!

"One...ten thousand!!!"

Ding!

The forging hammer falls.

The red sun rises high.
Chapter completed!