Now the body itself is complete. You can't literally ”fathom” with those swords there. I just can't keep delivering this. It's simple for a family heirloom.

Borrow a pair of glasses (though hammers and others are also borrowed) and sculpt them all over themselves. With the help of cheats around here, we will also put in graceful texts so that they do not lose weight balance, do not lose strength, and fit the blade curve. The one that looks like a plant leaf and stem. At the tip of the sword, add a pattern that looks like a flower has bloomed. These are quite heavy labor because they will be put in the back and on the table. Wouldn't it be tougher than when you're wearing yourself out if you suck at this... Well, that's why I get to be a family heirloom, I feel like.

Thanks to the cheats, do not get lost and proceed with the work without a draft or anything. After quite a while, I finally finished sculpting myself. Next up is a twister and a pattern. Put in a text that also appears to involve plants. The text of the tweezer is carved in such a way that it looks three-dimensional. I also tried to put the Amur family crest in the middle of the tweezer. The pattern head is a sculpture that looks like a bud of flowers.

The usual ”sitting fat cat” was placed small where it would become invisible once the leather was wrapped around it. That's a little Easter egg.

I use Yasuri to clean the bali that came out when I put in the sculpture. The text has become clearer, so stop there. Seems like a pretty late hour when you realize it. I'm drowsy. This doesn't make sense to keep working like this. Since I got older, I'd be quicker to cut off where I said this.

When I put out the fire on the fire floor, I lay down in a blanket that was inside the blacksmith.

Get up.

I wake up shaken by Yuyusa and someone.

"Hmm."

I loosen my eyes. It seemed Camilo was the one who was rocking me.

"Damn, I thought you were depressed that you couldn't do it yesterday, so I was sleeping relaxed."

"Hey, it's not good for you all night."

To Camilo's words I lay back, relaxing. If this hadn't been made of the main body of the sword either, I wouldn't have been so relaxed.

"Is the body capital,"

I heard a familiar voice there, unlike Camilo. I jump up in a hurry.

"Mr. Marius!

So what I was grinning at was the face of that honorable man, who I saw scattered at the city entrance or something. My body is not that slightly worn leather armor, I'm wearing fine clothes. The short sword sitting on my hips is my hit, but I'm happy and ashamed.

"Long time no see, Mr. Eizou"

Mr. Marius greets me politely. I guess I have a lot of hard work with the boulders here, I can see some "kake" on my face. What, that?

"Mr. Marius, did you know my name?

"I heard it when I asked for this one. It's disrespectful to say that you don't even know your name."

"I see...... You don't have to be so polite to me, Mr. Marius. It's like when we met in the city."

Mr. Marius makes me uncomfortable when he's polite, and I can't get through the conversation.

"No, no disrespectful imitation for those who will be our benefactors"

I've been doing that since I was a guard in the city, but you're turning a blind eye, aren't you, Mr. Marius?

"No, thank you for your concern. I owe you."

When I say that,

"So we're in the same position as each other, so stop being polite to each other, right?

With a nickel of laughter, Mr Marius proposes. If I don't swallow this, I'll probably stay like this. I don't like that either.

"Ok...... no, ok. Let me do that."

Thus, a blacksmith was born (probably the next term) who talks with the Count at Tamemouth.

"I'm gonna wrap my leather around it for now, so just give me a minute. You got time for this?

"Oh, I'm still fine"

"Okay."

I wrap leather around the pattern of my sword. I was able to quickly wrap it up with the help of cheats.

"That's it. Shake it."

"Okay."

I gave Marius my sword. Marius looked at the received sword,

"Beautiful sword..."

And I admire it. For a little while, I watched as I did, but I began to wave my sword as I had returned. Beautiful sword. I guess he was learning the same sword technique, very similar to Deanna's sword muscle. However, I got the impression that Marius acted a little more like he would play, say power type, than because Deanna was a woman or a slightly more speed oriented move.

Marius, who had been waving his sword indifferently for a while, but eventually stopped moving, so I called out.

"What do you say?

"Wow, this sword. More amazing than any sword I've ever had."

Something like that from the bottom of my heart, Marius says.

"Well, it's almost the finest I can make. You can't beat that sword there..."

Whoa, I almost forgot.

"With that said, what is the material of the sword of the” original ”family heirloom?

I need to hear this. Pretty good work, but it's steel. If it was made of magic metal, such as Orihalcon or Adamantite, my sword would be defeated if it was made somewhat poorly.

"That” fake ”was given together by the Amur family when they received the title of Earl, a sword that the king of the time had made to strike at the (...) blacksmith of (...) the most skilled man in the kingdom. How can the metals of the Divine Age be said to be the best in the kingdom? In humans, teeth can stand."

"I mean, it's just steel"

"Exactly."

One is clear for now. Is it impossible to have Orihalcon or something if you are a normal person? Can I...

"One more thing, the family heirloom hasn't been shown before?

"I'll bring it up during the inner ritual, but otherwise it's out of the door. Our records say," The king gave me the throne and the sword, so I'm sick of it. "

"Well,” she said, "it's not in the same shape as the family heirloom,” so the field won't make a scene. "

"Don't be."

So, are you okay? I wondered what I would do if it had ever been exhibited or something like that in the museum feel of the previous world, but one way or the other, it seems like I've never been exposed to the crowd with the treatment of deities or anything like that.

"If it's going to go away, you can compare it. If” fake ”doesn't beat this” real ”, you know which is the" sword given to you by the king for fear, "right?

Marius grinned invincibly, saying so.