Tiezhen finally nodded.
"In that case, I won't say any more."
"Leave the blade forging to me."
"Get some proper rest during this time, Lord Dawn Hashira..."
But Xia Xi smiled. "Well, Village Chief, I'm not asking you to forge it for me. I'd like you to guide me, and then I'll make it myself."
He would forge it himself.
Tiezhen raised his head.
As though he wanted to take another good look at the person before him.
"You're saying you want to forge your own weapons?" Tiezhen asked.
Xia Xi nodded.
He had tried making Nichirin Blades himself in the Northern Region, though they had only been of ordinary quality.
But they were usable, at least.
He had come to the Northern Region to level up [Forging]. How could he not want to take advantage of the free materials here and try making a few more?
The main point was to get materials and level up his skill.
"And you want to make an uncommon Great Tachi and complicated protective gauntlets, at that?" Tiezhen asked.
Actually, it wasn't just those two.
If possible, he also wanted to try making things like a Flying Guillotine, an axe, or hidden weapons.
Tiezhen froze for several seconds, then suddenly clutched his stomach and burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha! Oh, you're killing this old man! A Hashira wants to become a blacksmith... Lord Dawn Hashira, is this some new Rakugo routine that's popular outside these days?"
He rocked back and forth with laughter.
The surrounding swordsmiths exchanged looks, unsure whether to laugh along or remain serious.
After all, the village chief's way of thinking had always been rather peculiar.
The Dawn Hashira clearly wasn't joking...
Only after Tiezhen had laughed his fill did he look at Xia Xi, whose expression remained unchanged.
"Oh my,