Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Remove the broken deer meat as soon as you eat it today, and divide the rest between drying it and salting it. It's the workplace again to dry. Rike helped me with the drying.

"When I first came in here, I wondered why the meat was dried, so here's what you said."

"One of these days I'll even make it in the reservoir, and I'd like to dry it over there,"

I also want a charcoal hut or a smoked hut if I can. Me, I'll hide in a charcoal hut if it matters...

It was noon while I was doing that, so I spilled venison steak and "Shimako" into the wheat porridge for lunch. Seasoning is salt only but delicious enough. We talked about the dimensions of the taste of Wye and Venison and the taste of pork.

It is a blacksmith job after lunch. The mould is made yesterday, so if you flow iron, you can shape it. When I magically put fire in the furnace, Rike said.

"With that said, parents can use magic, can't they? I used it for lunch earlier."

"Oh. It's just the easy one"

"It's awesome to be able to do a blacksmith or something. Eizo has a family name."

Suddenly Thermia interrupts and boasts. No, is that what you brag about, this?

"Oh, really?

"Ah, oh. I don't know who's listening in the city and where it's going to go. I'm sorry, I just named him."

"You were. You will not be apologized for. Rather, I was convinced."

Thermia looks doomed next to Lique. All right, all right.

"What did you say your family name was?

"It's Tanya.

"Tanya. Then I'm Rike Tanya."

"Why?" It does!

Thermia in the second half.

"'Cause what my parent's family name says Tanya, this is Tanya Workshop. In Dwarf custom, I would name the workshop name, not the family name, so I was apprenticed to say Lique Tanya."

When they say that, the muscles seem to be through. But...

"That's why. When you really need it, you have to decide that the name of the workshop is Eizou."

"Okay. So, Like Eizou."

Hmm, there's something embarrassing about a girl naming herself, even though it's customary. That's what you think.

"sloppy!"

Suddenly, Thermia said so.

"Atashi will have the same name!

"Yep..."

What are you talking about, this girl?

"Can Atashi also be named Samya Tanya or Samya Eizou!?

"Hmm."

Rike can't help but say that as a Dwarf custom, he names his workshop name like a family name, but Thermia has never told me that he has a habit of saying that to the Beastman...

But there's no reason to say no here either. Thermia is family. In the first place, I was the one who told you not to live.

"Well, that's good."

"Yay!

With my permission, Thermia would have done it.

While doing so, the furnace temperature has risen, so add the iron stone "Tatsuya" (iron ore) and dissolve the iron. We have time until it melts, so in the meantime we start putting fire in those on the fire floor as well. When fire enters both, it gets pretty hot inside the workplace. Sweating and securing water for drinks are indispensable, not just on the second day, but almost every day I go around here to get water.

The iron melted, so I flush it into the mold. Thermia did mine better, but Rike flushed Rike's. When it is finished flushing, the furnace will drop the fire, and the sheet metal will be added to the fire floor to heat it. I'm not doing it now, but in time, when someone orders it individually, I want to do a foldback workout or something.

Today the knife was also meant to be a "luxury model"... but because of this, do you want to make something serious? The process itself remains the same. Focus far more than usual, tap carefully, and simmer to identify critical temperatures, and grind nerves to the feel of your fingertips.

That's the real "bespoke model."

"Awesome! Excellent! I can't believe you could make something like this with a human!

Rike is very excited.

"This knife is for Rike."

"Is that okay!?

"Oh, because I can't (...) be cut (...) and (...) sold, and we apprenticed and became a family. Be careful how you handle it because it's dangerous."

"Okay. I will refine for this place too!

"Whoa, come on."

However, even the "bespoke model" fits 1.5 to 2 times the working time of the "general model”. A "luxury model" would mean a ”general model” that fits almost at the error level of working time. Thinking about it will cost you a lot from now on, and maybe it would be a good idea to do it with Like's "general model” and my ”luxury model” duality or something.

After that, Rike makes the knife. Handiwork is no worse than mine. However, it is true that there is a slight, but fragmented part. Do you ever say that the weak part breaks first while you are using it, and as a result, the sharpness in the area that has not become stiff drops as a whole? I'm ”cheat” and ”install," and I know where to tap it, and I can make it as uniform and as shaped as I thought it would be. Even if I'm casually tapping, I can definitely work there. Exactly ”cheat”.

After concentrating and working on it earlier, I noticed it, but in the case of ”bespoke models," I feel as if the iron tissue is shining. That's normal, because Marutai doesn't cut off with Sparn after every iron knife...... I know that something is going on, but I don't know what's going on because I didn't even have the knowledge to "install” it. You could have let me in around here.

Tell Lique what you found out in Cheats. Rike was listening seriously. But the fine experience is actually far above the liqueur, so that's a strange feeling.

Next up is the Longsword. I'll leave it to Thermia until I get the burr.

"Fun after all, this"

"Right. Don't ask me when you're free."

"Whoa!"

And then I'll take over. Unlike knives, this one is cast iron, but beats iron to homogenize and high quality while shaping it in the same way. This one is also a "luxury model”, so I worked more carefully with the "general model”.

"Oh, this is the same thing you saw back then"

When I showed it to Rike, I returned the sentiment to say this.

"Right. Qualitatively it should be the same as that one."

"But it didn't look like I was getting much more"

"Oh, if you look at an axe or a knife, you know what I mean. You're right, not at all."

When I answered that, Rike was staring at my hand. Silence flows through the workplace, and only the sound of saying the flaming goose of the fire floor echoes.

"What the hell is the parent...... no. Now I know what I'm after."

Rike said yes, something with a determined face.