EX-Brave Wants a Quiet Life

And I said, "Well, for now, I did this."

The day after I asked Jarett, I got in touch, and Yomili and I came to Jarett's house and showed him the ore we had made.

What was placed on the desk was rugged with black stone.

What do you think?

"Hey, Perfect! This is the first time I've made it!"

"Oh, really? I'm glad..."

"Even artificial ores are pretty good stuff.This is what makes my arm grow! "

I'm sure it's pretty good for Yomiuri to praise you.

Quickly, he took it back to the forgery, and Yomi entered the work.

Put firewood in the pot and Flora will light the fire.

Nice to meet you, Flora.

"Okay."

Flora took a small ball of fire out of her hand and put it in a pot.

The firewood and straw are poured down and the temperature of the kettle is raised.

The temperature of the blacksmith is also rising, and the sweat is drifting.

While sweating, Yomiuri didn't move a step from the pot and watched the fire in the pot increase or decrease.

Then, I put the artificial ore in the pot.

A few minutes later, he pulls the bright red ore out of the pot and hammers it.

The sound of banging on the iron is echoing all over the venue.

Sparks come out at the same time you hit it.

The ore gradually grows as it strikes.

Once the ore has grown to a certain extent, it is put in water, cooled, then put out in a pot again, and then stretched.

Over and over again, it gradually takes the form of a sword.

"I can't say anything..."

Garzas, who was watching, murmured.

Somehow, there is no waste in the movement of the yaw millimeter so that there is no gap to say a word.

"Phew... I'm tired of concentrating at once."

"Isn't it hot?"

"It's hot, but this heat feels good."

Hmm, it's a hard world to understand.