I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

We got out of the dungeon. We were coming back to Jean's lab.

"So Stefan passed away, huh?

"Oh, that was satisfying, huh?

"Good then. That's what's best for the undead."

Jean still doesn't seem to have recovered the wear and tear he used the Blessing of the Pluto. After a light conversation, I lay on the floor. I haven't lost consciousness, but getting up seems like a hundred million bucks.

If you want to eat curry in that state, you can't keep it out.

Fran also swallowed tears, forgiving me.

The guest told me to use the room as much as I wanted, so I plan on staying at Jean's lab for a few days.

"Hey, can I really get the items around here or something? I picked it up in the dungeon, and I think my employer, Jean, has rights. '

"I don't mind. It's something I don't need. Take it."

"Well, don't hesitate,"

That completes the request. The reward from Jean was 400,000 Gold more than planned and nine items, half of the items obtained in the dungeon. No, I'm fat.

The reward I received was Demon Sword Death Gays from Legendary Skeleton. The cloak of the Pluto.

Name: Demon Sword Death Gays

Attack: 880 Magic Power Held: 600 Durability: 400

Magic conductivity - B +

Skill: Immediate death: 3% chance to kill opponent instantly

Name: Pluto's Cloak

Defense: 40 Endurance value 600/600

Effects: +10 Arm, +20 Health, -20 Intelligence, -10 Dexterity

It's strong, but it's hard to use. The cloak of the Pluto or whatever brain-muscle equipment it is.

And the blind potato was a beautifully decorated little ring in a weird-shaped whistle that twisted the horn of the goat further and molded into an S-shape.

Name: Shock Horn

Effect: When blown with magic, a whistle produces a shock wave. However, there is a 4% chance it will be destroyed.

Name: Nightmare Ring

Defense: 8 Durability: 200

Effect: Gears make dreams worse.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who I can only think of a way to use it, like sending it to someone I don't like.

Other than that, 1 x Advanced Life Potion, 1 x Advanced Mana Potion, 1 x Intermediate Explosion Potion, 1 x Undead Incense, 1 x Demonic Poison. Feels like it.

Potions aren't that great. No, it should be pretty expensive if I bought it at the store, because we're good with skills and magic. I'm not going to hurt you, and I'm going to take it.

That's how I checked the loot, and Fran and Bernardo showed up together.

Something's a strange combination.

'What's the matter with you?

"Hmm, I'll be taught how to make the pills"

"Po Shin no Makkata, no De Want to Shin"

"eagle, ossiel"

"This is Ha, Pi - It's S"

"Yoroshik, eagle, Peter"

This skeleton named Peter, he's got pharmaceutical skills and alchemy. No, there's a lot of Jean's men.

'Can I teach you that easily?

"Ha Yi, Ho Shi Mo Ari Masu Shi"

"Rewards?"

"Curry Recipes"

Oh, come on, take it easy!

Or how much Jean also liked teaching me how to make potions with about curry recipes.

"Mochiron, who's Nemo? Good Mazen La"

"Well, that's fine."

I didn't develop it. I'm interested in what new varieties of curry might be produced with recipes spreading in this world over here.

"Now you don't have to let Jean take your curry"

"Oh, you know what?"

"Important things"

But you make potions. I have skills, but you've never used them.

"Hey, can I, too? Sounds interesting. '

"Ma Ma Ma Jin"

So I decided to learn to make potions...

"I'm tired."

'That's fast. Hey!

No, you know how I feel, don't you?

Squeeze the plain grass quietly and wait until extract is extracted. Yeah, Fran can't do that, can she?

"Ursi, please"

"On?"

"Yes."

"Hon!"

Finally, I gave Ursi the Ringling Wood. Ursi is also crushing herbs with a shredded wood in her mouth while holding down the rink with her forelegs.

"Hof, hon ho ho"

"No, you're clever, Ursi."

"Hon!"

I can't lose, either!

"Uh-oh!

"Hohon!"

"We both have cancer."

Fran drinks juice, you're in backup mode. Fine.

Next, extract. When the crushed herbs are mixed with water and put into an appliance similar to a flask and set on fire, they only get the extract on the other side.

Normally, they take about an hour here. But don't you think there's no art to it?

'So let's get creative with witchcraft!

Even cooking can be devised by magic to skip the process and improve the taste. I feel the same way about potion making.

Well, I'll make half normal so you can fail.

The water is distilled water served by sorcery, temperature regulated by fire sorcery, pressure adjusted by wind sorcery, try to speed up time by space-time sorcery. Ha-ha-ha, perfect.

"Master, are you shifting?

Say, "Be creative."

As a result, a good quality life potion was created. I'm terrified of my talent. Although the potions that Peter normally made were of higher quality.

But that's funny. Me, maybe it's for plain work like cooking and formulating. It's hard to increase your skill level, but depending on your ingenuity, you're going to be able to make a lot of things. This is worth studying. You might want to collect recipes in town or something.

Fran was totally tired of it along the way, leaving it to Ursi to go out and play. Um, it's a cat. And a urchin desperately turning the ringwood. Yeah, yeah, it's totally Fran's thing.

Even after that, they taught me nearly 10 recipes, including mana potion, detoxification potion, and necromancer potion.

I feel like I'm getting too much in exchange for a curry recipe, but Fran and Jean still said it wasn't enough. I hope we're convinced of each other, but Curry, crazy shared values are terrifying.

"Shiusan, ginger and su"

At night, when I finished my meal, Jean called me. When I went to the room, Jean, who had a slight complexion, was waiting.

"Are you feeling all right?

"Ha ha, if it's slight, we'll have no problem."

"So? What can I do for you?

"Um, Master, this is the diary you were entrusted to Stefan, have you read it yet?

"No, not yet."

I was given it, but you think Jean would be a good first to read it. So I haven't read it yet.

"Right, so, can I borrow a little?

'Instead, Jean should have it, right? I'm just gonna read it after Jean finishes it. "

"Appreciate it"

"You don't have to hurry, do you? 'Cause I'm gonna let you slow down for a few days.'

"Okay, thank you"

"Ooh."

Jean seemed to take care of the diary I gave her, and when she took it, she slowly opened the cover.

Exactly. You won't be able to read through it by the end of the day. I wonder how I'll spend the next few days. Potion making is good... Yeah, I'm gonna have to test my skills.