Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a cry of surprise, the village chief, who had burned his hand, released the handle of the blade and blew on his palm.

"Village chief!"

"Are you alright? Village chief!"

"You burned yourself? Why?"

The blacksmiths of the village immediately gathered around the chief, blowing on his palm together with him.

The scene of a group of burly men wearing fire masks blowing on a small, old man's hands was bizarre no matter how one looked at it.

"I told you it's best not to touch it, just looking would have been fine."

Reiger reached out and took the blade back from the village chief.

"What happened here?" the village chief, whose palm was scorched red and blistering, asked urgently: "Why is the handle so hot?"

"It's not just the handle, the blade itself is also at a high temperature," Reiger explained temporarily: "It's a characteristic of this blade."

As for why it was so, Reiger, of course, couldn't say.

Could he tell him that it was because he had forged the blade with magic, causing it to transform into a top-tier special weapon?

It wasn't a matter of whether the other party would understand, but whether they would think him a fool.

Fortunately, the village chief was only concerned with the blade right now.

His desire for knowledge and curiosity had been ignited.

"Can you use this blade?" the village chief said, "Then could you draw it out for me to see?"

Reiger didn't reply but simply took action and drew the Hermit from its scabbard.

The next moment, waves of visible heat radiated from the blade, causing the air to slightly distort.

All the blacksmiths watched the blade, their eyes wide.

Not just the blacksmiths, but even the Ghost Killing Corps members who had come along with Reiger and Ubuyashiki Kagaya were staring at the Hermit, whispering among themselves.

"Such a cool blade."

"Look at the patterns on that blade, they're actually glowing."

"There's also a design on the blade; it looks just like a divine spirit descending from the heavens."

"Is this the supreme Sun Wheel Blade?"

"It feels so powerful! That blade!"

The Ghost Killing Corps members voiced such impressions.

And the blacksmiths from the village were crowding around the blade one after another.

"Incredible, this blade and its sheath look flawless, showing no signs of being crafted by hand!"

"What material is it? Why does it emit such high temperatures?"

"What kind of iron is the blade forged from? It can withstand such high temperatures without deforming!"

"Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable!"

The blacksmiths seemed to have gone mad, shouting and even dancing around, and some even knelt before the Hermit as if on a pilgrimage, their attitudes fervent and devout.

Reiger was certain that if it weren't for the temperature the blade emitted being so high that even these rough men, accustomed to working before the forge, couldn't bear to approach too closely, then surely someone would have already impulsively reached out to snatch the blade.

There was no helping it; the blacksmiths of the village had devoted their lives to forging blades, seeing it as their mission, constantly thinking about crafting superior blades to elevate their forging skills.

But they were after all just ordinary people, not endowed with any divine grace or developmental capabilities like 'forging,' and they didn't possess the incredible power of magic. Relying solely on the skills of mere mortals, no matter how advanced, they could only produce common blades.

What was considered their highest masterpieces, placed in Earth Mistake World, were mere weapons inching close to the third tier, not even special armaments, and in Akasha Continent too, they weren't magical weapons, but just ordinary iron.

Such weapons, used to chop a rock, would struggle; the best they could do was to enhance the sharpness, without any other special features.

Under such circumstances, Reiger presenting them with the Hermit, which was equivalent to a first-tier special weapon, was like placing a mythical Divine Artifact before them.

The village chief, with a fascinated gaze, stared at the beautiful blade of the Hermit, patterned with red, and after a while, he came to his senses and said to Reiger:

"Supreme Teacher, are you selling this blade?"

Indeed, the village chief had already thought of buying the blade.

Unfortunately...

"Not for sale."

Reiger didn't even think about it; he simply refused directly.

"Please consider it!" the village chief pleaded, gripping Reiger's arm, his voice pitiful: "Sell it to me. I will treat it as a family heirloom, allowing generations to observe and study it. Perhaps one day, they might be able to replicate this blade's forging technique and elevate the world's forging technology and blade quality by several levels!"

"Yes, sell it to us!"

"No matter how much it costs!"

"I'll even erect a shrine for you at my home and pray for your long life every day!"

"Me too, me too!"

The multitude of blacksmiths all started shouting, some even presenting money.

But Reiger still said the same thing.

"I won't sell it, give up."

As he spoke, Reiger sheathed his sword, finally allowing the high surrounding temperature to decrease.

The Demon Killing Corps members nearby couldn't help but sigh in relief, subconsciously wiping their foreheads and realizing they were drenched in sweat.

Seeing that the village chief and others were still not giving up, Ubuyashiki Kagaya couldn't help but speak.

"Please don't trouble him further," Ubuyashiki Kagaya said. "An important battle awaits us, and the Grand Master Tsukiguni Yoriichi is both our ace and our hope. It would be unwise to make him lose his important sword at this time."

Ubuyashiki Kagaya's statement finally calmed the village chief down.

"At least tell me, who forged this blade?"

The village chief seemed genuinely interested in researching the hermit's forging methods.

"I'm not sure about that either," Reiger replied discreetly. "I obtained this sword under accidental circumstances."

"Is that so?"

The village chief was clearly unable to hide his disappointment.

Only Ubuyashiki Kagaya, looking meaningfully at Reiger, knew better.

After all, he knew that Reiger's sword wasn't obtained by accident but was a direct consequence of his own actions.

Reiger had requested a large quantity of Sun Red Iron Sand and Sun Red Ore from the Demon Killing Corps, which he must have used to forge his own Sun Wheel Blade.

Thus, Reiger should be well aware of how this sword was brought into existence, and it's even possible that he forged the blade himself.

As for how Reiger managed that, Ubuyashiki Kagaya wasn't sure.

Nevertheless, Ubuyashiki Kagaya didn't plan to pry further.

This was Reiger's secret. If Reiger didn't want to disclose it, the Demon Killing Corps would certainly not force him.

Thus, Ubuyashiki Kagaya helped Reiger escape the persistence.

"Let's arrange for the corps members and those accompanying us to rest at the residence," Ubuyashiki Kagaya said to the village chief. "We also need your help to accommodate the personnel who will arrive later."

The village chief seemed disappointed, but he agreed nonetheless.

The group, with the help of the locals, then settled into the Swordsmith Village.

......

Subsequently, every so often, the Swordsmith Village would welcome a team escorted by the Demon Killing Corps, allowing them to settle in the village.

The pillars were also escorting the teams and gradually arrived at the Swordsmith Village to settle.

The Demon Killing Corps members, who roamed various places around the world, were also recalled by Ubuyashiki Kagaya's command, gradually gathering in the Swordsmith Village.

The activities of demons had become so erratic. It was increasingly difficult for the corps members in the field to make substantial gains from hunting them, much more difficult than before. Thus, it was better to recall them, prepare thoroughly, and wait for the impending battle.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya had already discussed it with the pillars. While the pillars started their three-part ability training, the Demon Killing Corps was to undergo comprehensive pre-battle special training.

For this purpose, Ubuyashiki Kagaya, along with the village chief, started developing a nearby forest to establish a temporary training ground for the corps members.

Everything was fervently underway; the Swordsmith Village had turned into a major base, with Demon Killing Corps members seen everywhere, bustling and relaying messages.

Yet Reiger was again entangled by the swordsmiths of the village.

"Please let us have a look at your sword!"

In the residence provided to Reiger, every few days, several swordsmiths would come to his doorstep, performing a formal prostration, pleading for a chance to see his sword.

Among these people, some had previously seen the hermit's true face at the village entrance, while others had not and had come on hearing about it, seemingly eager to witness up close the sword that everyone in the village praised incessantly.

The former sought an opportunity to observe Reiger's sword, hoping to glean even a tiny bit of swordsmithing skill from it to enhance their own craftsmanship.

The latter were either genuinely curious or held disdain, thinking that the villagers were mindless fools.

After all, they belonged to the world's strongest swordsmith clan. How could there possibly be a sword made by someone else that would surpass their own?

Surely it was just a rumor!

That's what the presumptuous swordsmiths in the village thought, and there were quite a few of them.

However, after they had seen Reiger's sword, the next day, they too became regulars prostrating at the entrance of Reiger's residence.

Gradually, whether it was the swordsmiths in the village or corps members of the Demon Killing Corps, or even the ordinary civilians, everyone came to know something.

That was, the Demon Killing Corps' new Grand Master "Tsukiguni Yoriichi" possessed a Divine Artifact.

Indeed, a Divine Artifact.

At least, the swordsmiths who had seen the blade were adamant in claiming that such a sword could not have been crafted by human hands, only a divine being could forge such a blade.

This led everyone to regard Reiger's hermit identity as that of the Divine Swordsmith, and the name of the hermit was documented in the annals of the swordsmith clan, likely becoming a true mythological tale in a few decades.

After a week had passed, Reiger's residence finally stopped receiving the fervent swordsmiths but welcomed the pillars of the Demon Killing Corps instead.

"Let's start the special training!"

The pillars were already impatient.

Seeing this, Reiger did not delay.

"Let's go!"