Legend has it that the brave man took the tools out of nowhere and there is no limit to their number.
There exists a demonic prop called the Toolbox of the Brave, which reproduces such anecdotes. It only looks like a treasure chest at first sight because of the developer's preference, but if you open the lid, there is a vast space that goes against the size of the outside, and the owner is a magic tool that takes full advantage of the space magic of being free to remove the contents no matter how far away they are from the treasure chest.
The fantasy alchemy Tane used by Shirley in battle is exactly this. It is an essential original reservoir to activate and is extremely compatible with the use of fantasy alchemy in combat, since it is no longer necessary to carry the original by immediately calling it on hand.
"Well, and"
And naturally, I naturally store other things in the toolbox than weapons.
From the various tools needed for the adventure, the raw stone matches the colour of the eyes of two people: the Ethereal Ball (Sapphire) for Sophie and the Red Ball (Ruby) for Tio, which I recently mined at the Jewelzard mine.
And one day book I finished writing this new page in a chest with desks, chairs and lights installed...... it could be my daughter's growth record, Shirley's little hobby.
"Results from a word test the other day...... Sophie has a hundred points. Is Tio at 68 points? …… you did your best."
I can't stop Shirley from loosening the angle of her mouth, called the steel facial expressions, to the test result that it was done while she was away on request.
Regardless of Sophie, who scored steadily and high and achieved a full score to this one, Tio's grades are red dots critical and a delicate score as to whether he should be happy as a parent, but I can tell even if I haven't seen the efforts of one crack of my daughter, who is not great at studying.
Of course, I've never scored high. If you can do what you can and cannot do, it is better to decide what you can do.
But you don't have to just poke around studying. What we need is to expand our options for the future. And it's about gaining the strength to work hard.
I don't know what path they will take in the future, but I sincerely hope that these young days will help pave the way.
"…… It's time."
Nod the pocket watch that was left open on the desk, shelving the growth record and climbing the ladder installed on the wall of the space.
When you gently press the ceiling area that is at the end of the line with your arms, the ceiling opens and light plugs into the dim space.
What lies ahead of you up the ladder is a familiar rental. It was a room in Villa Taole lined with furniture arranged by Shirley herself.
Shirley, who came out of the Magic Prop, Toolbox of the Brave, re-hung the cloth on the chest and changed from a room outfit to a work outfit piece.
"Both of you, are you ready?
"Yeah!"
"I can go anytime"
Sophie and Tio, who came out of their two daughters' rooms, wore skirts about the length of their knees for ease of movement, as opposed to Shirley, who wore long hemmed clothes that reached their ankles.
I would like to offer as a mother clothes that are likely to expose my thighs if I move poorly and severely, but it is very difficult to say that the fashion in Ichii has tended to be exposed in recent years.
Ten years after I got down to the city well. Unbelievable from Shirley's low exposure as a lady, there are many female adventurers in the guild who expose their abdomen and thighs with an emphasis on ease of movement, some of them wandering around dressed like bikini armor underwear.
It is not possible to expose the skin after nagging…… I would like to avoid that my beloved daughters are slandered for being overly wild from around.
"Mom, what's going on?
"……… no, nothing"
It's good because our daughter looks good in whatever she wears!
Shirley forcefully tells herself the dilemma that occurs between her chastity as a former courtesan and her daughter's epidemic of her age with one parent silly idea.
"By the way, are you sure you want to follow me?
"Mm-hmm. Homework."
"Is this a composition about the work landscape of the adults around you...... Sure it's me if they say it's the closest adult, although sometimes adventurers don't look like they're working because they're half free"
Sophie and Tio attach a notebook and a pen to Shirley, who plans to go around the city today to prepare for her next adventure.
Anything, they told me to write and submit compositions as school homework. Students' comprehension, representation, and reading and writing can be considered homework, but when they say they are going to follow a lot of work, there is something itchy about boulders.
"…… well, that would be good. I'm not leaving town today."
A little bit around blacksmiths, tool shops, adventurer guilds, etc. If it's dangerous, it's a blacksmith who deals with the blade, but if you also supervise it properly, even if the two of them actually wield a weapon, they won't let you get hurt.
"Well, then I'll go. It's my job, so don't bother other adults."
"Yes."
"Mmm."
My beloved daughters snort cheerfully. Thus began the holiday for the three mothers and daughters.
You wouldn't even recognize that you flashed your sword in the eyes of a regular person.
When Marutai, placed on top of the stock, is split beautifully into six portions with a corrugated sword (Flamberge), Sophie and Tio, armed with military hands, take it to the firewood shed, and in the meantime repeat the task of placing the new Marutai on top of the stock to make new firewood.
Due to the development of magic technology yesterday, the automation of life and work extends to the bordering cities. Even in Villa Taole, bathroom and kitchen utensils now incorporate the latest magic tools, enriching the lives of the adventurers.
In the meantime, the work of the Dwarf artisans is all about traditional manual work. The depth of their technology lies in the extreme "intervals" that can never be reproduced in automation, such as the exquisite temperature of the kiln in the way of one force at a time, which strikes steel rather than mechanical work.
"Mr. Dimros, I've finished my salary for what I was told."
"Ooh."
37724 according to the blurring; Lord of Jiji.
When a familiar customer with a slightly more impressive face took her two little daughters into Jitsu \
Honestly, it can't be an exercise in handling the sword itself if you just slash the immobile, but it's enough to know the nature of the sword, and the two daughters were very satisfied with such a mother's sword moves in front of them.
"Mom, that was amazing! Here's the thing, if I hump the sword, Marutai says Pachan!
"Mmm......! I honestly didn't know what I'd done."
Sophie and Tio don't get in the way of adult conversations, such as not getting excited, and they look at the weapons that are in the store or are actually swinging at their weight.
Shirley, who converses with Dimros at a distance that he could immediately respond to no matter what happened while keeping those two in his sight at all times, looked at Flamberge's fullness with one eye and groaned no or no.
"This isn't right for you to slash things. Are you saying you specialize in deciding the flesh of organisms"
"That's not the word the guy who was spa slashing Marutai while saying it, but, well, that's true. I can't cure it. It means scratching, but it doesn't work for the undead."
That extraordinary body is not suitable for tearing the crust of an organism, and does not demonstrate the concept of "special scratches to inhibit the ability to heal" for undead that do not originally exist, such as the ability to heal.
Conversely, however, it is very effective against demons that do not fit into them. Fighting across days can occur frequently, especially if you consider fighting against large demons, and many demons use healing magic.
The meaning of inflicting unhealing wounds on such monsters is enormous. The wound, if left unhealed, would emit poison and eventually erode the adventurers' enemies in the form of necrosis and tetanus.
I understood the comfort I shook. Then Dimros glanced at Shirley, who had erased the flamberge created by fantasy alchemy from hand in order to use it in action.
"Kah! Don't even try it out, you magician! The sword you hit is crying!?
"It also costs money to take care of every fight on purpose. I'd rather spend as much money for my daughter as I can."
Dimros has previously referred to Shirley, a master of swords, as a worthless customer, but this is exactly why.
In what world is there a swordsman who does not use the sword he strikes, but is happy with the presence of a swordsman who fights with a pseudo-replica of that sword?
"If I buy one or two demonic weapons here, I have cuteness, but I wouldn't even look forward to putting them in the store when I was in Ome. If you don't like to lose the sharpness due to blood fat or bone, you can't lose the sharpness."
"I'm not willing to bother buying expensive weapons, and even if the sharpness doesn't drop, I want to change the type of sword I use for every situation."
A weapon called the Demon Mine, which houses magic that builds rare metals that can host magic with permanent additive magic (Enchant) … Abbreviated as such, Demon Weapons are like the essentials of a veteran adventurer.
A spear that kills with a scorching sword and piercing spots that burn meat at the same time. There are many axes that cause storms in charged hammers and demonic weapons that hold special powers, but the most popular are weapons with added magic that do not shed sharpness and do not destroy blades.
In any case, all demonic weapons are so expensive that they cannot be bought as to taste good due to the scarcity of materials and the degree of difficulty in production, but weapons that have only been subjected to the relatively simple sorcery of maintaining the condition are less expensive than other demonic weapons.
If you have a magic item called "Toolbox of the Brave", you will not have any difficulty carrying it, and it is easy to use different types of demon swords.
That said.
"You can't unify all the weapons you use with demonic weapons, and it doesn't mean you don't need to take care of them because they don't have to destroy any blades or lose any sharpness, does it? Remove the pattern and clean it."
"Oh, my God."
"That's why it's fantastic alchemy. Even if you can't reproduce the performance of a demonic weapon, if you can produce a sword as long as you have the magic power, it won't be much different from a demonic weapon that won't lose its sharpness, and you won't have any trouble throwing it."
And most importantly, Shirley continues.
"You don't have to take care of the disposables created by magic, and you can use your time for your daughter."
Dimros sighed loudly. I recognize myself as a pretty bigoted craftsman too, but if I add or subtract bigotry, I'm not losing the woman in front of me either.
"Ohh...... cool"
"Hey Tio -!? I'm saying something pully -!?"
Fortunately or not, her daughter seems interested in demonic weapons.
Seeing Sophie run away from Tio, who is flustered and serpentine with her two-handed sword in front of her with an electric shock, Shirley stuffs her mistake in an instant and delivers herself to her sheath.
"You shouldn't. Heavy weapons that do not match your muscle strength can be the source of injury. If you really want to hold it in your hand, just make it a light weapon."
"" Yes ""
A demonic weapon with a strong apparent impact even though it says so... especially around heavy weaponry such as the Great Sword, it is really cute as a maker.
Dimros felt a strange sense of security as he did not seem to have this child as his parent.
"Now, let's get back to it... it's not that you're not interested in demonic weapons with me or that you don't use them at all. Aren't you now in charge of all the demonic weapons you own, including my" love sword "?
"Kameh. With all those famous swords and amateur care, you're gonna make it."
Apparently, the Devil's Sword Class is acquired in ruins exploration and so on, and it certainly isn't fighting only with swords created by fantasy alchemy.
But the opportunity for her to use a sword with a magical effect is rare. It is not true that a swordsman who unilaterally defeats an ancient dragon like a party led by an S-rank adventurer with a steel sword without any change of philosophy shows his hand.
It is the beast without intelligence that does everything in its power to hunt for the rabbit. Adventurers, it is the increased production and secrecy of trump cards that we should focus on.
"So I don't care that you don't use the sword that the eagle struck! Come on, or you're off limits!?
"Mmm… that's troublesome"
Dimros was an artisan before he was a merchant. It is only natural that a swordsman with sights should want him to wear out the sword he himself has struck with his heart and blood.
"If that's all you have to say, make the devil's sword that I frequently use as a compromise. That way I'll buy it too, and I'll come and take care of it."
"Superior. I'm gonna hit him with a sword he wants so badly he can get his hands off his throat."
The blacksmith's blood tide boils down. I can't keep my mouth shut because I've been told so far. Let "The White Sword Ghost" strike the demon sword you deserve, whether you wave it or not.
"Ooh... it's burning"
"No, ahhhhhh!? Something's burning out my sword -!? Tio, it's getting fast!
"Absolutely, those kids."
In the meantime, after you create a trial run out space for demonic weapons.
Dimros engraved today's events on his mind as a matter of urgency.