After learning that the Milis Church might want to fix the Milis Holy Sword, Shirou briefly parted ways with Theresa.
Theresa said she wanted to take him to her family home later to show him off.
Shirou agreed and officially left.
Back at the hotel, Shirou quietly fell into thought.
He summed up everything that had happened today, from meeting Paul, to rescuing Theresa and the holy child, to learning that the Milis Church wanted to fix the Holy Sword.
Although it was a completely different development from what he had expected, in the end, he had indeed completed his three early goals.
Meet Paul, cure the poison, and make a weapon.
Of course, the goals of meeting Paul and making a weapon had not been officially achieved.
The reason for meeting Paul was that he had an unpleasant encounter with Paul. Neither side could agree with the other's goals, so much so that they even fought.
Recalling Paul and Norn's reactions at the time, Shirou could only sigh slightly.
Because he really couldn't leave Eris at this time.
At the same time, the issue of making a weapon had only found a possible solution, but had not been truly resolved.
After going to the Milis Church headquarters, Shirou was almost certain that if he wanted to complete the work of fixing the Holy Sword in the Milis Holy Kingdom, he would have to rely on the power of the church.
After all, ordinary blacksmith workshops were not enough to support weapons of the Holy Sword level.
Although the mine tribe seemed to have more advanced technology, Shirou naturally didn't dare to show off Muramasa's blacksmith skills in the mine tribe's territory because the mine tribe extremely rejected and hated the blacksmith Muramasa.
Therefore, seeking the help of the Milis Church and using the Milis Church's blacksmith workshop to fix the Sword of Certain Victory was the only solution.
However, this process would undoubtedly be full of risks. Shirou had to think of a perfect strategy to ensure that his identity wouldn't be exposed.
Thinking back to everything that had happened throughout the day,
Shirou had a rough idea in his mind.
Simply put, this matter still depended on Paul.
If he wanted the existence of the blacksmith Muramasa to be recognized by the Milis Holy Kingdom, he had to get a recommendation from someone with a bit of credibility.
This person couldn't be someone from within the Milis Holy Kingdom, as that would easily lead people to discover clues.
In contrast, Paul's identity as a former S-class adventurer from the Asura Kingdom, and even a half-noble of the Asura Kingdom, was perfect. As long as he could get his help, Shirou could come forward as Muramasa.
However, there were two problems with this.
First, Shirou had to reveal to Paul that he was the blacksmith Muramasa.
This wasn't difficult. Paul was, in any case, his family, one of the only two people in the world who knew where he came from and why he appeared in the Greyrat family.
Shirou didn't need to hide anything from Paul, nor could he hide it from him. He could tell Paul everything.
The problem was the second point.
That was that he was currently in conflict with Paul, and Paul might not easily accept him, and might even be hostile.
This meant that Shirou couldn't easily seek Paul's help.
"What should I do?"
Shirou lay on the bed, lost in thought.
He thought about it all afternoon, but he still had no clue.
In the afternoon, Ruijerd returned.
His face showed a long-lost excitement, as if the fact of meeting old friends made him very happy, and he seemed to have gotten something from them, holding a lacquered envelope in his hand.
After entering the hotel, Ruijerd quickly noticed Shirou's unusual state, and he asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"This..."
Facing Ruijerd, Shirou naturally couldn't say that he was worried about his identity as Muramasa, so he could only pretend to blame Paul and tell him what had happened with Paul earlier.
"You argued with your father."
Hearing Shirou's words, Ruijerd's expression became very serious.
He seemed to be recalling past events, which caused his mood to become very heavy.
Shirou also remembered that Ruijerd had also fought with his child, and he had even killed his child with his own hands.
Leaving him in lifelong regret.
Now seeing Shirou argue and even fight with Paul, Ruijerd undoubtedly recalled his past experiences and had complex thoughts.
"Did you say some harsh things to each other?"
"Not really, it's just that our ideas are different."
"You probably haven't seen each other in a long time, right?"
"Yes."
"A long time can lead to a failure to understand each other's ideas when you meet again. It's common for each other's thoughts to clash."
Ruijerd said this, seeming to want to sort out his words, but still didn't say anything, and silently turned and left, leaving Shirou alone to think.
In the evening, Eris also returned.
Perhaps something had happened, she looked quite excited.
Her clothes were covered in leaves, and there was also dirt on her cheeks... but she seemed to be in a good mood.
Judging from this, she should have successfully fought goblins.
As soon as Eris came back, she excitedly shouted, "Shirou, you know, I heard rumors of a sword demon in the forest! They say there's a Swordsman's spirit there hunting monsters. It's so amazing. Let's go find that guy called the sword demon tomorrow!"
"Is that so..."
As Shirou was about to respond to Eris's own excitement, he suddenly noticed that the red-haired girl suddenly froze.
Then, she suddenly rushed over excitedly.
"Who! Who hurt you!"
"?"
Eris ran up to Shirou with an excited expression and shook his shoulders hard.
In response, Shirou helplessly calmed her down and said with a bitter smile, "It's nothing, it's not a big deal."
"How can it be nothing! The bruises on your body are still there!"
"This..."
Hearing Eris's words, Shirou remembered that the wounds on his body from being hit by Paul hadn't been treated yet.
At the time, he was only focused on curing the poison and looking for opportunities to fix the Holy Sword at the Milis Church, and completely forgot that he still had wounds left by Paul on his body.
But it was thanks to Eris being able to notice it.
Even Theresa, who had been with him for so long, hadn't noticed that he was injured. Otherwise, she would probably have found a priest to heal him.
Now that Eris had discovered the situation, Shirou could only silently tell her everything that had happened during the day.
Whether it was the meeting with Paul or what happened at the Milis Church, he told Eris everything.
The result was that Shirou unexpectedly felt a sense of relief from the bottom of his heart.
He then truly realized that he really thought of Eris as his younger sister, and as someone like family.
However, although Shirou himself felt that the words he told were very calm, without any emotional fluctuations, Eris became even more excited after listening.
"What is that!"
After listening to Shirou's description, Eris immediately became anxious. "Damn it, if I had been there, I would have slaughtered your father and those temple knights!! Especially your father, who said you were just traveling around during this time! I absolutely can't forgive him! He's not fit to be a father! I'm going to kill that guy!"
Eris said these dangerous things, raised her sword with one hand, and rushed out.
Seeing this, Shirou quickly stopped Eris, grabbing the almost out-of-control girl tightly.
"Don't be like this, Eris, you're too impulsive."
"Let go of me! I'm going to kill that jerk!"
Shirou held Eris's neck tightly, but the latter still struggled desperately, like a frantic cat.
"Don't interfere in a father-son fight."
In the end, Ruijerd immediately stood up and stopped Eris.
"Even in a father-son fight, there are things you can say and things you shouldn't say!"
Eris said angrily, "And what do you mean Shirou doesn't care about his family! He's been working hard to find his family all along the way, and he hasn't forgotten to look for the missing people in everything he does."
"Of course we know that, but because Shirou hasn't produced results, he will naturally be criticized."
"You get criticized for not producing results? There's no such thing!"
"It's unreasonable, but it's also a manifestation of Shirou's father's overly painful mood. I can somewhat understand that Mr. Paul's mood. No one is at fault in this matter. The solution to the problem is not violence, but heart-to-heart communication from the bottom of the heart."
"..."
Eris fell silent at Ruijerd's words.
She had gradually calmed down and realized that her emotions were too impulsive, but because she was completely on Shirou's side, she still looked unconvinced.
In contrast, Shirou, looking at Eris like this, while truly realizing that everything he had done was not meaningless, also began to think about Ruijerd's words just now.
Indeed, he and Paul hadn't sat down and had a calm conversation yet.
True communication cannot be established by relying on violence and conflict alone.
If possible, he hoped to sit down and have a good talk with Paul.
Thinking of this, Shirou had a plan in mind.
But he didn't take action immediately, but first looked at Eris, who was next to him, looking uneasy, swaying, and seemed to have something to say, but couldn't say it because of her shy girl's heart.
She was currently glancing at Shirou a few times, just like a frightened cat.
Seeing this, Shirou let her sit next to him, and then gently patted Eris's head.
"Thank you, Eris."
Shirou said words of comfort and found that Eris's cheeks flushed all at once, even her ears turned red.
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