Long sword stuck in the fire floor, but having to heat it means it's pretty distorted. Normally this kind of thing is very time-consuming to try to fix properly, but this time I decide to rely on cheats.

Heat only where the distortion is and raise it to the temperature necessary to restore the distortion. But you're quite distorted. How did you use this? After stabbing him, he couldn't pull it out and screwed it with stupid power or something? If so, is it the Dwarf or the Beast Man, or the work around Lizardman?

The temperature has risen, so I tap the distortion and take it. If I raise the temperature to the point where I can fix it this way and soften it, it won't be like the original if I cook it again, but what I just checked there comes alive.

While beating and fixing it, weave some magic and adjust it to be as hard as it is around you when you re-cook it. I will grab that salt plum with cheese, of course. Thus, when the portion of the sword that wrapped so much magic around some of it was quenched, quenched and polished, the almost original long sword was revived, both in appearance and performance.

However, just to say that the sharpness is the same, naturally this is the only place that contains magic if you screw around in the same place, so you can see that it is somewhat more intense, and if you look at it, you will discover that you used magic to repair it.

But I don't know, because if you put magic into the whole thing, you have to be more than a luxury model. Now let's try to be good with this repair.

Beat and fix other less distorted long swords and as is without heating up about the shield. Although the shield appears somewhat distorted (snoring), it can be used at all.

It was decided to only grind the long sword with a larger blade chip as a first aid. If it's too big, I might need to take over the iron pieces and fix it. I wouldn't do it normally, but it would be enough because it's a first aid in the battlefield.

Although it was not brought in this time, if there are items with large cracks or broken ones, they will be disposed of without being repaired. I'll decide if I can fix it, so this time there won't have been any weapons that went that far.

The big distorted one was good as well as irreparable earlier, but this time there was also confirmation that the method I did earlier would work, so I don't know what to say about this, but it's "next".

If you make only one excuse, the aim is to establish a method to repair it quickly so that you can have the distorted one repaired and used, even if the worst spare long sword is gone.... No really.

After a stretch of work, I head to the command post with the paperwork I had kept. I'm already working on dyeing the last world of work into oranges to finish today's work, and soldiers wander around preparing bonfires for the night inside. We have to hurry. I'm going to eat up all the rice.

Upon entering the command post's tent, Marius and Leroy, and several other soldiers, were discussing this with each other. I guess we're extending the operational meeting for tomorrow's full-scale crusade.

I found Miss Frederica fighting some sort of paperwork on a simplified desk in a corner, and I gave the paperwork to Miss Frederica.

"I'm done for today.

"That's right, Mr. Eizou, it's early.

"There wasn't much today, was there?

Miss Frederica says as she points to the list of documents.

"Is everything here?

"Yeah. Nothing was irreparable.

"I get it. I'll let the soldiers pick it up later. Good luck today.

"Now if you'll excuse me.

When I gave Miss Frederica a bow of grace and tried to leave the tent, I looked at Marius with a chill, so when I had a meeting, I looked at something that was momentary but unusual. Well, there's a blacksmith in a place like this, and he says to the Count, "How's it going?" There's no way I can say that.

Go back to the outpost and clean up. Dad, I'm so done cleaning up, I'm just wondering what's going on, I came to pick up the armor the soldiers fixed just fine, so I say, "Thank you," and hand it over.

Now you're totally done with your work today. Let's go to your place, eat and sleep.

The night book is starting to descend around, and as the bonfire lights up the darkness, I'm at your place - which means when you go to the cooking area, the chills and the soldiers are also having a late dinner. Is it coming to eat at the time of shift change?

The supply team said that I and Miss Frederica had already eaten everything else, so what if Miss Frederica gave it to me first?

Today's menu was still a stew stewed with dried meat, but close to stews stewed with some root vegetables, potato-like potatoes, etc.

Yes, it's potatoes. Crop potatoes that would be very helpful if they were planted and grown in our garden. When I get back from the expedition, I'll have to ask the old man to confirm the supplier.

So determined, I cheeked on the rather delicious stew made by the ladies.