Dream Life

Tria history April 21, 2018.

There is a review of the martial arts made by Dagenhardt Grabsch and other blacksmiths from the Wellburn branch.

A presentation of the sword of his brother Rodrick, and an explanation of the armor of his grandfather and father took place.

Parts of the same structure as sheet metal armor, affixed with the leather of a specially treated ground dragon, on a misrilled plate hung with the magic of hardening, prevented the sword of the famous Ulrich Drexler.

To that fact the Dwarves of the venue had lost their voices and a large number of merchants had lost their words as well. The merchants are beginning to calculate that Welburn's armor will be a new business story.

At the end of the armor check, "I'll have a look at both your swords at the end," MC Johnny says, and Dagenhardt comes to the center of the stage again.

Invite your grandfather and father to pull out their swords.

"As you can see, it's the magic sword of Adamantite! All are given fire attributes. Of course, the magic of hardening hangs..."

When Dagenhardt briefly explains, the same target his brother tried and slashed earlier is brought onto the stage.

"Let Matt try and kill you first. Matt, please."

When his father nodded small, he raised his sword high and showed it to the audience before wrapping the magic around him. Then, when you reorient to the target, you wrap the orange flame around it.

When my father, with a thick chest plate about one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, erects a flame-wrapped sword, he gets cheers from the villagers. My father waves down his sword at once, without responding to that cheer.

Unlike when I was my brother, although metal makes rubbing noises from each other, I slash and tear a doll made of iron brilliantly.

There is a stunned look on Ulrich's face. I somehow know why, but now I'm going to go ahead with the event without asking.

The venue boils of applause for Johnny's words, "Thank you, Lord".

My grandfather's trial ended beautifully, and his sigh leaks into the venue.

The trial slaughter was over, but not all performances were over yet.

"I said this sword is endowed with two attributes! It actually grants another attribute"

In the words of Dagenhardt, "In three attributes!" and the dwarves make a scene.

"Please be quiet! The Branch Manager will explain now!" Johnny screams, "but doesn't fit inside.

Ulrich said, "Get down!" After a drink, the tranquility returns to the venue.

"Let me explain and do what Dagenhardt says," Ulrich says, "Dagenhardt nods small with a satisfied grin and says," Okay, I'll explain "and receives the sword from my father.

"Surely this sword alone can only grant two attributes. But it is," he says, cutting the words, and receiving the sheath from his father.

"We grant automatic repair of tree attributes to this sheath. With the sword in its sheath, the magic of metallic hardening is broken and the automatic restoration of the Wood attribute is adjusted to work!

One of Dagenhardt's secrets was to impart the magic of automatic repair to the sheath. Originally, metallicity and wooden attributes are called anti-attributes, which revolt and annihilate each other.

Granting this at the same time required special skills such as Gaelnote and Ulrich had.

Dagenhardt realized that the magic of hardening was only necessary with the sword pulled out and that automatic repair did not need to be allowed to act at all times, and he conceived of a mechanism whereby automatic repair works with the sword in the sheath.

The principle is very simple: with the sword pulled out, it connects the magic formations of the cured magic found in the pattern "Pommel" with the magic formations of the cured magic found in the blade, and with the sheath in place, it switches on to supply the magic formations carved into the sheath. Until then when it comes to changing ideas, but it seems that no one has ever thought that way.

There's a reason for this.

The sword of this world is the same as the sword of the West and has not been matched to the specifications of a sheath-like sword of a Japanese sword. Many are made with leather or wood overlays, as simple as a sheath of knives.

This is because the sheath gets in the way when the battle starts, so the cheap ones that are not bitter to dispose of are common. For this reason, there was no confinement to the sheath except with a liturgical sword.

When I heard the idea, I admired it enough to be, but I heard why it had never happened before, so much so that I respected the flexibility of Dagenhardt.

"Of course, magic only works where the sheath and sword body are in direct contact, but you don't need to repair the entire sword body. It wasn't that difficult because the edge part of the blade had to be touched all the time."

I hear you say "I see" that far.

At the end of it all, the blacksmiths will rise to the stage and confirm the sword of their grandfather and father.

Blacksmiths at headquarters, especially Ulrich and Johann Wilt and other weapons craftsmen, will confirm their swords with a serious face. The blacksmiths in the other branches were also seriously checking their grandfathers' protective gear and so on, including their brother's sword.

"So is your martial artefact, but don't have a great collection in this village," said Periclitle's blacksmith Geiselhale, impressed, "if you give Lockhart the martial artefact and you get the Zack collection, we'll get right on with it, too," he said with a serious face.

The Dwarves of the surrounding branches of Doctus, Fortis, and Plymouth are also in tune with it, saying, "We can make defeated weapons, too. Say it whenever you want," he begins.

I feel a sense of crisis in this situation.

(In the first place, it's not what the Lockhart family (of ours) started to say... when we monopolize all this armor, we buy resentment from knights, mercenaries, and adventurers from all over the country. At any rate, we need to change this flow......)

I look at him trying to get Ulrich, the master craftsman, to divide him up, but he talks to the blacksmiths at General Headquarters and hasn't noticed this situation.

As I approached him, he said, "It's not your fault."

"What are you talking about?," he tilted his neck, "I don't think I can do so much magic sword whatever it is that is in Dagenhardt's arms. Sometimes about protective equipment, but I know that's totally your wisdom. Did the sword do something?"

"Oh, I did lend a hand in improving the magic formation, though? There was no such thing as an arrangement where I shouldn't have helped."

When I say that, the spearmaking celebrity Oigen Hauser shook his head like he was stunned.

"That's not a level of improved magic formation, etc. Isn't that a whole new magic formation?"

"I don't care if they say so," he said, assuming that the gauge note was "okay," "but that magic sword even slashes and rips open the armor of Xuan. I guess orders for the Welburn Branch guys will arrive," he added with a serious look.

"Maybe it didn't taste good? I ask," Gaelnote replies, "There's no problem," but Ulrich doesn't answer my question, he's roaring.

(Maybe you've done it... assuming my knowledge is going to drastically improve the performance of the weapon... no, this time when the way the magic formation I found is generalized, there may be technological innovations. Since it is now conveyed in a manner close to oral tradition, no dramatic improvements will be made, but there is also the possibility of an industrial revolution if a systematic theory is spread…)

What I feared was the theory of magic formation. Professor Raspade, a mentor, is a magic formation research landlord, but he didn't even learn logic circuitry like I did, and somehow he just understands that this part has to do with this function and is causing a phenomenon. If I put together a theory I learned this time in a paper or something, the magic team could develop dramatically.

(I don't want to change this world as much as possible. Of course, I make what I need, but spreading it is dangerous. This time it's an improvement on the blacksmiths' magic formation, so it shouldn't have that much impact just because it can be conveyed in an oral. You shouldn't be getting your hands on me any more...)

With that in mind, Ulrich opened his mouth to Xu Momouro.

"Can the magic formation of Non also be improved? Gaelnote's magic formation also......" I've heard it like Bosoboso.

"There's nothing I can't do, but if you could explain the magic formation,"

"Let me talk to you later," he said, "I'll talk to you about allocating the Wellburn branch!" and change from a serious look to the usual cheerful look.

The blacksmiths at General Headquarters gathered in their vehicle seats to begin consultations on the amount of Zach collection distributed at the Welburn branch. The blacksmiths from each branch, who had been blinded by the weapons of their grandfathers, are also peering into the meeting with intrigue and such.

My grandfather and father, who were surrounded by Dwarves, have a relieved look when they are finally liberated.

Ulrich, the master craftsman, said, "Well, we've been shown so much stuff, let's not talk about not giving it away. I don't know how much more I'm going to give you..." he muttered as Gaelnote squeezed out, "Do you have less for Non... I don't have a choice..."

One of the blacksmiths at headquarters said, "That being said, it's hardly Zach's handle? questioning," and a voice echoing it, "Sure it is."

"Bye. Anyway, if the others got their hands on it, there's no decision not to borrow wisdom either," said Ulrich, the blacksmiths whose voices were critical disappear.

"A barrel a year. This is the limit," said Ulrich, "there won't be one!," said Deigenhardt in protest.

"We made something to beat the HQ parents! I bet you are!

The blacksmiths at General Headquarters shut up about the words, and the other blacksmiths nodded as they said, "Sure they are."

"Then there shouldn't be just one barrel! We made a concession with a three-year scotch. But I can't give up the Zach collection!

But there was no Dwarf in tune with that word. Dwarves in the general headquarters are naturally going to have less of their share, but the Dwarves in each branch didn't snort cheaply because they thought they would have less of their share in the future.

The Ulrich don't utter a word while they roar. A painful time flies by.

I have no choice but to say, "Outsiders, may I express my opinion," and I break my silence.

Ulrich said, "You can't call me an outsider. So, what?" He allowed me to speak.

"For the time being, why don't you decide that Welburn Branch's share is 10% of Blacksmith Guild's share? Little by little, the number of Zack collections shipped is increasing. Besides, in two more years, Scotch will be made even in Wellburn. It'll take about five years to ship, but in any case, we'll talk about it in between."

Fifteen barrels are scheduled to be shipped for this year's 318 Zack collection. We plan to increase it a little more next year, and it will increase year after year to a ratio rather than to a number of copies. What's more, the barrels for the Zach collection are just about the right size.

The triennials are unified in quartered casks, which are small casks, in order to shorten the maturation period, but the Zach collection, which is a long maturation liquor, uses large bat casks, hogs-head casks, etc., which is sometimes difficult to determine simply by the number of copies.

"But it won't mean 10%! We're not supposed to pull our weapons into Ulrich or Gaelic notes."

"Sure, but I don't think so if you say it's the same all the way up ahead? Ulrich, isn't it?

"Oh, I thought I'd talk to you later, but it's a good opportunity," he says, standing up.

"I'm thinking of making Rathmore Village not just a place to learn distiller moves, but to further improve my arms! Johnny's been suggesting this, but Noon thinks it's a good idea."

I kind of expected it. I was concerned that the equipment in the new workshop was too excessive, and I sickled Johnny, who had taken command of the construction, and he leaked what seemed like it.

"I mean, bye! It's not just from Ars, it's the parent classes you've chosen from each branch that learn here!

"What are you going to learn? The voice goes up, but Gaelic notes take Ulrich's place and say," I'm determined to make improvements to the magic team. Look at the magic formation of the Dagenhardts! You're so powerful now! With Zach's wisdom, we can look at improving the technology that has stalled for the last few hundred years! answered. "

When I get here, I'll have to brace my stomach too. Besides, the blacksmiths only convey technology in oral biography, so the theory of the magic formation will not diffuse greatly.

For the blacksmiths, I'm the only one who knows the secret magic team, so if you can trust me, you don't have to worry about the secret of your moves leaking. Of course, a blacksmith who can't trust me just doesn't have to run, so the blacksmith who comes here will inevitably be the only one who trusted me.

(Again, are we going to be able to have a blacksmith guild outpost in this village... maybe this is a good idea. Now there will be no such thing as "Yamato" to keep the Lockhart family from the village of Rasmore. I mean, if you force yourself to give territory and try to pull it out, you're going to turn your blacksmith guild against your enemies... well, let's just say it turns out ohri...)

In the end, the new workshop was positioned as a training institute directly under the blacksmith's guild, with a "Distiller" Pot Stills course ”to learn to manufacture distillers and a" Skilled "Expert course to improve the magic team.

The director of this training institute will be Bertram, and he and his wife Meena will be instructors in distiller courses. I'm going to provide guidance on how to improve the magic team. For this reason, he was given the position of "Master" by the Alliance as the "Special" Master "and became a full member of the Blacksmith Alliance.

Detailed arrangements will be made in the future, but the expert course will involve a parent class blacksmith staying for about a month to improve his own magic formation.

However, because my burden is too high when the number of people is too high, the course capacity was set at three. It was further forbidden to give it to the Lockhart family, provided that it was accompanied by the person making the weapon. This is also to prevent criticism of the concentration of good weapons in the Lockhart family.

Either way, I don't know how you're going to be elected, but it's definitely going to be a terrible multiplier of competition.

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Katrina Brentwood, queen of the Kaum kingdom, was welcoming Sharon Jakes at the welcome feast seat on April 20th.

"... the blacksmiths seem to really enjoy it. It's a good thing," said the queen, "Yes, I really do," but slightly clouded her expression.

The queen did not miss that change of expression and said, "Anything to worry about?," he asks lightly. Because I thought Sharon was worried about Zach, or love.

But the words out of Sharon's mouth were something completely different.

"This village may be dangerous… Master Zach is worried that the Demons will invade again"

And the queen said, "It's true!" The tone of his voice rises slightly, but he quickly regains his composure and says, "Can you tell me what you mean?" and asks for an explanation.

Sharon mumbles, "I can't talk to you on my own…" but the queen says, "I'll just keep it to my chest. If this village is going to be in trouble, we should talk," he urges.

"That's right," Sharon said, looking up as if she was ready and beginning to explain.

"Master Zach thinks about the orgs and orcs eleven years ago and last year's raid on the orcs was led by a ghost tribe. Nothing happened to Fort Toa this time, but I'm afraid something will happen elsewhere..."

Sharon also made the reasoning that last year's Oak raid was not a positive move for a massive invasion operation.

"Where do you think Mr. Zach will be targeted?" When the queen asks, "I don't know," she answers top-down. And he says, "But..."

When the queen urged her first, she began the conversation after prejudging, "I didn't hear it properly, so it's my imagination," she said.

"Master Zach wonders if there might be a way out somewhere in Aquila. On that evidence, a reconnaissance base was created at the foot of Aquila, as well as a lot of wolf smoke towers for emergency contact. Perhaps, Master Zach would like to head through the foothills of Aquila to Periclitle."

The queen has a slightly surprising look on her face.

"Are you that ready? I did hear that Mr. Zach built the walls here as well... can you tell me a little more"

Sharon continues his explanation as he nods.

"... I think the Demons also know that Fort Toa's defense is being strengthened. So aren't we trying to confuse this one by attacking western towns and villages through a loophole somewhere, not Toa"

The queen said, "Right. I can think about it," he mutters.

"Thinking about it, I've somehow learned how the orcs behaved last year..."

Here was the queen's idea:

The Orc raid on Pioneering Village last year was tested by the Demons to see how fast they could travel. And since there was no haunted manipulator (Tamer) near the village of Thysek, enough data could be collected, he returned to his home country for reporting. That's why I thought the orcs who lost Tamer might have gone back into the wild and raided the village of Thysek by chance.

"... that would make Tsujitsu fit. That means Toa and Ars streets are dangerous..."

The queen growls small and groans, "Looks like you'd better concentrate on the barbecue."

"To Katie, no, I have a favor to ask of the queen," Sharon complains in a small voice.

"The towns and villages of the Kingdom of Kaum are protected by the Knights of the Kingdom. But we have to protect this place ourselves. My predecessors and Zach said that we would protect ourselves, but if the great army pushed us... so I would ask the Knights of the Kingdom to protect us."

The queen almost nods at Sharon's sincere expression, "But this is imperial territory. You can't let the Royal Army in," he shook his head sideways small.

"There is only one way," Sharon says, "what way," the queen frowns. For her too, losing this village is synonymous with losing her favorite liquor, because she wanted to protect it at all costs.

"We're building a blacksmith guild facility here. I don't think the empire can say anything, either, if the Kaum kingdom decides to come and protect the facility as" requested by the Blacksmith Guild ”. Of course, I think we need to make arrangements in advance."

The queen nodded small, "That's all you're thinking about. You have a stomach proposal, don't you?" and grins with a grin. Sharon replied yes,

"I'm wondering if we could turn the new workshop into a training institute for the Blacksmith Guild. I'm going to ask Mr. Ulrich to speak to Mr. Johnny, but I think you can admit it."

"Then you'll be fine. The Empire, through the Marquis Seawell, will be able to conduct an emergency march to protect the Blacksmith Alliance facility."

That's what I said and laughed, "And Mr. Sharon is a fighter, too. Or Mr. Zach's thoughts?," he asks, "but those eyes were not laughing.

Sharon grins vaguely, but Ulrich's voice interrupts him "Doesn't it look fun" before answering.

When the queen said, "Yes, we have a very meaningful story," she said, "What kind of story?" Ulrich shows interest.

"We're talking to each other," the queen teased, laughing, "What, we're not talking about booze," and went back to her fellow blacksmiths again.