Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

There is some hesitation in saying that the Mithril Rapier is finished, but that it will be released to the world. I don't expect this one to make a big difference in the world. Even a few short swords hit by those blacksmiths would just not be safe if they were attacked by a hundred people with it.

But if this were to crush the rocks blocking the path, for example (and I think that would be possible), it would be possible to go down a path that could not pass, and that could greatly influence the outcome of the battle.

Can I let that out to the world? Helen's short sword was just steel in its own right, and there are swords and materials that have become the family heirloom of the Amur family, but they are rarely products that go outside.

Even if I decided this was a good time because it was Rapier who made it, probably because I don't think it will be actively utilized on the front lines of the battlefield, I have a story to say that I will continue to worry about every time I make something like this. I guess it's time to settle for this story.

"Hey, guys"

"Oh, my God, Eizo"

"What is it, parent?"

"Hey, Eizo."

When I talk to him, he responds to the Trinity.

"Can I get this guy out of the world? This could be disastrous in various places if you do it badly. Can't break, can't bend, can't cut. The sharpness does not know where to stay and will crush the rock as well. I'm honestly scared to let that stuff out in the world. Can I live up to what lies ahead? I'm anxious, anxious, anxious."

I honestly reveal my present state of mind. I don't think I can stand a man over forty.

The three of you were staring at me like that. Somebody might get out of here as far as I'm concerned. When it did, it did. All I'm saying is that my vessel was that far away.

Silence comes in the garden. Once again all you can hear is the sound of the wind crossing.

"Phew."

The next thing I heard was laughter.

"Eizo was human, too. I thought you were indifferent to that because you make amazing things."

Deanna says, smiling.

"My parents are human apart, too, so I thought you wouldn't mind. Saying so is a user's problem, and it's not for those who make it to care. That's what I've been taught, and pretty much everyone in the blacksmith is. I know what it's like to be careful when you make something as amazing as your parents."

Rickett is also nicotine.

"Yes, yes. Whether what you make becomes the Sword of the Protectorate or the Jaw of Invasion" Aftermath "is how the last person to get it ends up using it, so you don't have to try to take responsibility for the consequences. Eizo is not disciplined."

"It's really heavy on Eizo, so let me take charge of you. You're family."

Thermia says as she bashes her shoulder. The pain is also strangely pleasant.

"Guys, I'm sorry. Thanks."

I bow my head deep to everyone and gently wipe what spills out of my eyes. Someone holds that head gently. Then, now he was hugged at his feet, followed by the feeling of cuddling from behind.

The family of four in the woods has been in one lump for some time.

"All right!"

I raise my head, bread! and strained his own cheek. I'm not lost anymore. My job in this world is to make what I want to make and to put it out in the world for someone.

"Whoa, you look good, Eizo"

"I used to look good."

"Eh."

"Eh."

And the four of us laugh. This family would be fine. I can do it.

"Let's have dinner around here today"

"Yay. Rice! Rice!

"This is Thermia! I'm telling you it can't be!

The sight returns as usual, with Lique lusting for Shaggy Thermia and Deanna smiling. I was watching the sight in a sunny mood.

The next day I make a fist guard and a fist guard. Keep it steel here, not for misrills. The idea is that Rapier's violin is made of a cage type or a complex combination of curves, which is difficult to process with a misrill, and because each piece of the curve is thin, it would be better to be able to replace it, considering that if you use it just as intensely, you might get distortion.

Steel would be expensive if you asked a mechanic, but you could make it, and you'd be fine after you left my hand. Today the Liques are producing general models and do not tour.

Before starting the whole work, carve the "Fat Cat Sitting", the mark of our workshop, with a pair of glasses, at the root of his body, in the area where he hides with a tweezer. The taganes were left to bake and grind again so they couldn't beat the misrills, so they needed some strength, but they managed to sculpt them.

Heat the sheet metal into thin bars. I spent all day processing misrills yesterday, so I feel slightly easier to process. I also make use of cheats, but I can still do a thin stick at a fairly fast pace.

Cut it off at some length and shaped like “ or ”. After that, combine them into a sphere. Imaginarily, it feels like a "globe” plaything that was in a park in the previous world.... That was a lot less by the time I was gone from the other world, too.

Either way, from the roots of his body in such a way, he completed a cage-like fist guard that combined his gripping hands to be guarded.

Now that the fist guard has been completed, create a pair of boxes to combine with. Create a stick of similar thickness to the thickness of the fist guard stick, making both ends of it spherical. When it was ready, it was combined into a fist guard and once completed at hand.

Before combining the parts at hand, the leather was wrapped around the grip and fastened to the patterned head to finish the grip. If we don't keep this ahead of us, it'll be a pain in the ass with fist protection...... I was able to grip it, so I combine the fist guard with the fist guard.

When I put it together, I could only say fine sword. I can't be ashamed to put this out anywhere.

And I wasn't lost anymore to see if I'd put this out into the world.