I Became a Motivational Demon Sword in a Murim Novel

I was reincarnated as a genius blacksmith of the Demonic Cult in a martial arts novel.

Since famous swords are too easy, I decided to make a ‘demon sword’ containing my will and soul.

I deliberately scratched the insides and decorated the finale beautifully to help the warrior grow.

Isn’t the true role of a weapon to help the warrior?

However, the warriors who have finished growing are reacting strangely.

“Blacksmith! Hurry up and revive this sword! This is an order! Hurry up···!”

“We did it! We did it! We finally did it···. Demon Sword Master?”

“You damned bastard···. What are you going to do if you say that and leave? At this rate, I’ll be left alone again···”

“What are you talking about, adult? No! Without you, what on earth am I supposed to live for?! If I’m not with you, there’s no point in living···!”

He’s talking to himself to a lump of iron that has lost its will after all the effort it took to grow it. I don’t understand.