Curse Return: Swordsmith Start

"That's wonderful! Since there's such a good thing, let's keep it and make good use of it. No matter what their intentions are for being so generous, we must live up to their kindness."

This was both to comfort the students and to prevent the principal from speaking up. If the three major families noticed, they might do something disgusting. As a teacher, she had to protect her students.

Picking up the teacup on the table, the songstress forced a smile as she prepared to take a sip to calm her nerves. Inwardly, she couldn't help but feel envious; she wanted such a personalized magical artifact too.

I'm a near-level one mage, so maybe I can meet his requirement...?

"We've tested its power, and I don't believe he's lying."

Mayi, who was standing to the side, spoke up and took out her "hand cannon".

The songstress's eyes widened again, and she spat out the tea she had just drunk.

What's going on? There's actually another one?

The songstress was stunned. She thought only three-wheeled vehicles had them, since something this amazing couldn't possibly be mass-produced. She never expected everyone to have one! Was it because it was small enough to be carried around?

No wonder she didn't show any envy; it turns out she had one too! This thing, was it made by that boy in a single day? That's terrifying! When did such a person appear in the world of sorcery?

Considering that there had been no news before, she guessed that it was Gojo who was behind it.

Is it because he feels the time is right to finally release this treasure? That makes sense. Being able to come back alive from the hands of a top-tier cursed spirit at least proves that he himself is not weak. That guy is really something, teaching such a powerful student without making a sound.

Looking at what the two students were holding, and then at the principal's strange gaze, the songstress inwardly groaned; this time, she was likely in trouble again.

Returning our focus to Tokyo High School, Echizen is still preparing.

It's August now, and there are still a few months before the war starts, so we have to make the most of this time.

As for Yigu, Gojo is giving them individual tutoring. He is indeed very busy, but as a teacher, he is very dedicated. Moreover, since Yigu is a student who has shown obvious feedback, he naturally pays more attention to him.

Panda and the others have already passed this stage, and Yue Ren will proactively ask for anything he needs. Of all the people, Gojo Satoru trusts him the most.

In the following days, several more sorcerers came to him. Some of them had appeared in his memories, such as Ino, who was Nanami's student, while others had not appeared before. Yue Ren treated them all the same way he treated Miwa Kasumi and the others. This allowed him to collect quite a few spells through "tracing the source," which was a kind of extra accumulation.

Although it cannot be used by oneself, it is still possible to inscribe it on a weapon to achieve a copy similar to the Bone. However, it is only a one-time thing. After all, there is such a thing as the power of incantation. The stored weapons all have the power of the spell holder, but the amount is not much. Some are enough for a few uses, some can only be used once, and there are no special ones that cannot be inscribed.

However, these are not problems for the Yue people. By "tracing the source," they can understand the essence of the technique. By analogy, they believe they will be able to discover something useful soon.

As the sorcerers returned satisfied, Yue Ren's reputation began to spread, and more and more people came to him, making him an unparalleled figure among the lower ranks of sorcerers.

There's nothing we can do about it; they're genuinely offering benefits. As long as you approach them with a normal attitude, they'll even give you relevant advice. The minimum they'll provide is a level one spell item, which is like a windfall for most ordinary, low-level spellcasters.

This continued until the sixth day, with the workshop still operating at full capacity, when someone whom everyone had been eagerly anticipating arrived.

"Good morning, Mr. Nanami. You finally have time to come see me today?"

Looking at the still impeccably dressed man in the suit in front of him, Yue Ren was very friendly.

"...Sorry, I still have some work to do..."

It's true. As a first-level mage, he was naturally very busy during this tense period, but in essence, Nanami was still somewhat hesitant about whether he should come.

"It's alright, it's good that you're here. Please come over, Mr. Nanami. There's no one here right now, and I've already thought of how to design the things I've prepared for you."

He had personally witnessed the Seven Seas' ten-stroke incantation "Waluo Waluo" and had asked the other party to understand it using his own techniques. He had been thinking about how to help enhance it, and now he finally had a rough plan.

"..."

In Nanami's eyes, the boy before him was still as cheerful and intelligent as ever, but as a seasoned sorcerer, he clearly noticed the problems in the details: the dark circles under his eyes, the slightly trembling arms, and the skin that was redder than normal, all of which told him the truth.

This young man probably hasn't had a proper rest in the short term.

"...Why go to this extent?"

Nanami's serious expression startled Yue Ren, but he quickly understood her meaning, chuckled lightly, and said calmly:

"You can interpret these two reasons as you see fit: to increase your chances of winning and to prevent fewer innocent people from dying."

He never felt that the world was fake, nor did he feel that the people he met were fake. They were all distinctive and good people. Even though his memories told him that they might not be killed in the war, reality is not a script. The predetermined fate had already changed the moment he realized it. He couldn't be sure if reality would really develop as he remembered. In order to avoid being silent and in pain when looking at the corpses of familiar people he used to laugh with, he would rather do as much as possible now.

He didn't want any of the "good people" around him to get into trouble, which was an unexpected thought in his plan.

Nanami saw in him the perseverance that belonged to a young man.

"...Understood. Then please forge me a suitable magical tool. I'll make up the payment later."

The Yue man smiled and nodded.

The first step of the plan was successful. As long as he was willing to accept his help, he would have a way to help him avoid his predetermined fate.

"Mr. Nanami, you're being too polite. You're my teacher and partner, how could I let you spend money? I set that rule, just to prevent some shameless guys from abusing it."

"That's troublesome."

More than an hour later, Nanami left the Yue people's workshop with a new short sword. Looking at the gleaming new sword in his hand and recalling the effects that the Yue people had described, he carefully put it away.

The other party's talent far exceeded his imagination; they were actually able to forge something like this...

At this moment, Kawasaki Etsuto's image in Nanami Kenji's mind was further elevated. He had a premonition that the other party would become another existence that would change the landscape of the jutsu world after Mr. Gojo.

As for himself, he will use this knife to meet the other party's expectations.

In the following days, Yue Ren helped Mingming fulfill her promise, allowing her to leave the workshop with a satisfied smile. However, it was somewhat regrettable that familiar names such as Dongtang Kui and Jikai Maru did not come to find him, but this was understandable.

A month later, the Yue people completed arming the low-level sorcerer members who were about to participate in the war.

On this day, he arrived at the principal's office and easily met the principal he was looking for, the Night Moth Principal, who hadn't gone anywhere during this time and was working frantically to coordinate the war effort.

"Yue Ren? You've had a hard time these past few days. Is there something you need?"

Looking up, Ye'e was taken aback when she saw Yue Ren knocking and entering. It was quite rare for a student to come specifically to see him, the principal. Usually, people would go to their teachers for help... Gojo... never mind.

He deeply appreciated the student's uniqueness, and the feedback from everyone regarding him during this period was very positive. Most of the low-level sorcerers were grateful to him, which, to some extent, was also a remarkable talent.

By the way, what is that he's holding in his hand?

"Hello, Principal, I've come to deliver something."

"thing?"

"Yes, these are things I made for the 'windows' and supervisors who are participating in the war. Please arrange for each of them to receive one."

As he spoke, Yue Ren placed the box he was carrying on the desk in front of the other person.

Zhengdao took the box with a puzzled look and opened it. A bunch of round and somewhat strange things came into view.

It resembles a small mirror, and its main component appears to be iron?

"For the 'window'... what is this?"

"The breast shield is recommended to be placed close to the inside of clothing. In the event of a fatal crisis, it can activate an invisible protection to offset some of the damage. It may not be able to completely guarantee safety, but at the very least it should reduce the number of serious injuries and near-death experiences, greatly increasing everyone's chances of survival on the battlefield. It should also alleviate a lot of logistical support pressure."

This is something the Yue people made by analyzing the Guardian card they obtained. Although its effect may not be as good as the original, it should be enough for those on the fringes who will not directly participate in the battle.

As long as you're careful not to be ambushed by anything powerful, you should be able to keep your life safe.

"Since it's a parade of a hundred demons, there will always be times when sorcerers can't keep up. Hopefully, these things can help them in crucial moments."

Upon hearing this, Moth fell silent. This student, was he concerned not only with sorcerers, but also with these marginalized beings...?

For a moment, he felt a little ashamed, since he had never considered this matter. Logistics and medical care were usually taken care of by Shoko, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

"......Thanks a lot!"

The man from Yue smiled faintly.

"It's alright. That's all the help I can offer as a blacksmith in this war. I hope it's been helpful."

"You definitely can do it, or rather, you're already amazing to have done so much on your own."

After a pause, the moth suddenly thought of something.

"Consider this your Level 1 Spellcaster qualification passed. Your new student ID will be given to you later."

Let's make up for it this way. Anyway, the procedure is perfectly feasible; it's just a matter of making a few phone calls.

The principal's sudden topic also surprised Yue Ren.

"Huh? Is it really okay?"

"Yes, both Qi Hai and Ming Ming have affirmed your strength. With their guarantee, it is compliant in itself. Now you have done something that is almost impossible for ordinary sorcerers: 'increasing the probability of one side winning a war.' As proof, that is more than enough."

"Thank you very much, Principal."

This was an unexpected surprise, but since the other party said it was no problem, he expressed his gratitude, which saved him a lot of time.

"Get some rest. The upcoming battle is the priority. Don't die."

"..."

What's going on here? Something's not right. Are you forcing me to make a promise? I never imagined that Principal, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would be such a demon?

In the end, Yue Ren didn't turn around, but simply raised his hand, waved, and pushed open the door to leave.

A light drizzle had begun to fall, but it didn't affect Yue Ren much. He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the classroom, intending to find Gojo Satoru and tell him about Xia Youjie's purpose.

The other party is after Rika from the Otsuku clan. Although they didn't end up together in the original story, he can't say for sure now that things haven't happened yet. Going to discuss it now and subtly reminding her is like adding an extra layer of insurance.

A moment later, he found Gojo Satoru, who was teaching the technique of reversing the sigmoid bone.

The positive energy emanating from the boy brought a slight smile to Yue Ren's face.

No wonder he's a genius; he completed such a difficult task in less than a week. The gap between his talent and that of ordinary people is wider than the Pacific Ocean.

The Yue people did not conceal their footsteps, so not only Gojo Satoru, but also Otsuko heard them.

"Brother Yue!"

Seeing his elder brother appear before him after a long time, Yi Gu was very happy.

It's no wonder, because unlike his later completely different self, he is still a growing teenager now, and the childlike aspects of his personality haven't faded yet.

"The busy man is finally done? What a pity, I thought all those new young girls would keep you occupied for a while."

"...Is this considered disrespectful to elders?"

He sat down next to them, and Yue Ren rarely had the mind to bicker with this guy.

"Oh, how sad. Teacher, I'm not even forty yet, and people are saying I'm old. Is the bond between us really that weak?"

"Who cares about you?"

The more you interact with this guy, the more speechless you become by his absurdity. He truly builds his own happiness on the suffering of others, which is, in a way, a form of mental torture.

"By the way, you've come at the perfect time. How about another match with Yi Gu? Let me show you the results of all the training I've done over the past few days."

"Huh?"

He glanced at him with a puzzled look, then immediately understood the meaning of that smile. Having been out of the public eye for a while, Yue Ren casually remarked:

"Alright, I'd like to see what level you can reach in a month. Let's go."

"Eh!"

Looking at the two people in front of him who were completely ignoring his decision about the upcoming schedule, Yigu, still in his practice posture, was full of questions. Where am I? What am I supposed to do? They were just talking about me, right? But why didn't anyone ask for my opinion?