"So, Mr. Richt. What can I do for you today?
"No, I wanted to confirm the weapon that I had entrusted to you."
"Then it was just fine! I just did it today!
Larca smiles and takes the weapon away from Cain.
And I handed it to Richt without getting lost.
I guess I'm so confident in my ability to flourish.
"Wow - that's amazing. I didn't expect to regain my shine so far..."
From Richt, I see that weapon of rebirth, and only words of admiration emerge.
In the phase deposited from Aria, the original brilliance of the weapon had been lost over the years.
Even if the material is good, it makes no sense at all without someone to take care of it.
In this sense, the existence of a dragon man is irreplaceable.
Besides, if you're someone with the skills to this point, it's a shame.
"What do you think!
"It's great. Thank you."
"Yes!"
Larca took Richt's word for it without showing an anxious face to the end.
After all, he would be happy to be praised by both dragon men and humans.
It seems to be an age-appropriate character, not an artisanal one.
"Um, Mr. Richt. Where did you get all these weapons...? I've been working on it for a long time, but I don't really think it belongs in the human world..."
"This is something I borrowed from my boss... even if it's not human material, I might be able to snort"
"Boss! Is it a regimental presence? You're amazing."
Larca interpreted the term boss as a human boss.
The fact that my husband is the Demon King was an irresistible misunderstanding because I had not yet told the dragon men.
When it comes to correcting now, Richt will keep his mouth shut, as it is likely that all the dragon men inside will gather to talk.
"Rose. Do you know where I got this weapon?
"Sorry, I've never heard of..."
I'll ask Rosé no, but the only reply I get back is one that seems sorry.
More than words, I was complaining with my eyes that I was sorry.
With this gaze turned, there can be no such thing as Richt blaming.
"Well, okay. That's right, your money..."
"- I don't need money. Isn't that right, sister Larca?"
"Of course. Instead, I'm not out of debt yet."
Like sealing off the words of Richt.
Cain stood up suddenly.
Standing around not letting you say yes or no.
From the two of us, we are overwhelmed with the feeling that we will never give in.
"Mr. Richt! You should pay for it! Or I'm here to help people!
Here, a third-force rael emerged from an unexpected location.
I don't want to give this up either.
I guess the teachings of Gabriel and the desire to help people are moving that body.
Results of several minutes of rhetoric in the dragonman and rael.
Actually, I saw a suspicious person nearby.
It was the dragonman who broke it first.