Once upon a time, there was a blacksmith who was crazy and idle all day long, often talking to himself, but no one knew that the swords made by this crazy blacksmith all had spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual consciousness could be transformed into humans, but there was one condition: a contract must be signed with a human being. Once the contract was formed, it would be bound for life. When the master dies, the sword soul sleeps, waiting for the next master to awaken it again. Each sword soul must serve three masters before it can be truly free.
Speaking of which, this blacksmith is also strange. He has a good-looking appearance and is dressed in rags all day long. However, there is a woman beside him. This woman is not a normal person, she is "mute"...
Intention: Cherish the present, time is scary