[Are you going to disguise yourself as a high official and ask the ’Master of the Sword Forge’ to craft swords for you?]

[You look to the corner of the reception room and see a few idle maidservants.]

[You slap the table and scold them loudly, demanding they greet the distinguished guest that’s arrived!]

[Everyone in the reception room turns their gaze while a beautiful maid rushed over and humbly inquires about your needs.]

[You berate the maid, demanding that the ’Master of the Sword Furnace’ is the one to craft the sword, the use of these lowly ’swordsmiths’ from the ’sword casting notice’ is practically ignoring your authority!]

[You proceed as the previous distinguished guest did, lifting your hand to give a resounding slap to the maid, but suddenly stop thinking about your status.]

[The maid quickly kneels and begs for forgiveness, trying her best to soothe your emotions.]

[Just as she is about to lead you to a private room, she catches sight of the sword dojo motif on your robes and her eyes widen in anger as she begins to curse.]

[She calls over dozens of on-duty samurai, accusing you, of being a mere teacher of a small sword dojo, of causing a scene at the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’, that you have no respect for the great general!]

[Surrounded by dozens of crossbows, you dare not make any sudden movements and are quickly thrown out of the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’ by the samurai on guard, suffering several punches and kicks.]

"..." Lin Xun is taken aback, this is blatant discrimination!

Usually, he would have already switched to his powerful Shell, forcing his way into the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’, and taking over the body of a ’swordsmith’.

But the Capital is also home to the ’Extreme Evil’ general, so he can’t afford to draw the attention of the big BOSS at the moment.

He pondered momentarily, an idea struck.

"Only magic can defeat magic!"

[You possess the ’Fallen Blacksmith’s’ body!]

[You head towards the entrance of the sword forge with your ’Heirloom Steel Hammer’, but are stopped.]

[The samurai seeing your tattered clothes and strange appearance, clearly someone not from Sakura Fall, stopped you cautiously and questioned your identity.]

[You declare that you are a ’Master Smith’ from an exotic western nation. You travelled across the ocean and great distances to reach Sakura Fall, having heard that the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’ gathers the best ’swordsmiths’, you came specifically to purchase swords and witness Sakura Fall’s forging skills.]

[At these words, the samurai grow immensely respectful, and they lead you in with utmost courtesy.]

[Promptly, a beautiful servant greets you, delivering a lengthy spiel about the ’swordsmiths’ in the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’.]

[You raise your hand to interrupt her, pointing to two other serving girls and asking them to explain on your behalf.]

[Those two girls were the ones who’d attended to you previously.]

[Realizing that you’re a foreign dignitary, the two girls dare not show negligence and bow deeply as they lead you into the reception room.]

[One prepares tea, the other explains. They cover all the details of the ’Ishimaru Sword Furnace’. Their knowledge knows no bounds.]

[Many privileged guests in the reception room frown, seeing your humble attire, they find it odd that two servers are overly accommodating you.]

[However, observing the situation, they conclude that you must be of unusual status and do not dare to inquire further.]

[As you enjoy excellent tea and listen to the servant’s comprehensive explanation in a whisper, you suddenly shatter the porcelain cup and smash the table with your ’Heirloom Steel Hammer’.]

[You swing your hand to give them both one resounding slap each, the harsh imprint of your hand staining their faces red.]

[They cover their faces, looking at you in disbelief, uncertain where they went wrong.]

[You point to the ’Sword Casting Notice’, harshly criticizing them. You’ve heard of the fame of Sakura Fall’s ’swordsmiths’ and have traveled all the way from a western country to witness the superb sword casting skill of Sakura Fall.]

[But now, these two maids, taking advantage of you being a foreigner, tried to fool you with these inferior ’swordsmiths’. Can it be that the vast Sakura Fall can no longer find any skilled swordsmiths?!]

[The two servant-girls kneel down speedily, beseeching pardon without daring to go against you in the slightest.]

[They bow several times and escort you to a smaller private room, likely trying to quell the anger of the foreign dignitary..]