I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Exactly, the materials of the Disaster Ballbug could not be released to Gilmouth's room, so we decided to have them evaluated in the demolition room in conjunction with other materials not related to the request.

However, I haven't dismantled the ball bug yet, can I sell it? I've heard that if you pay the dismantling fee before, you can dismantle it, so I think it's okay.

Ask Elsa, she says the dismantling fee varies depending on the size and hassle.

"But I don't think they'll take more than 40,000 gold, do they? Because it should have been about 40,000 or 50,000 when Hundred Swords brought in rank B lower dragons before. You know what, Master Fallen of the Hundred Swords?"

"Mm-hmm. We met in Barbora"

"Alas. I envy him! He's lovely. I admire it. Don't you agree with Fran?

"Mm-hmm. Awesome strong. Someday I'll be as strong as that."

"Yeah already! Not that! Isn't he nice? You're all good to me."

Whimpering with the look of a dreaming maiden as Elsa quenches her body. You're really starting to look like a maiden tick because you're getting used to something.

"Hmm?"

"I'd love to be whispered love while I'm being held by his successful arms."

Well, you were a handsome wind with a little shade. I sympathized with the handsome for the first time. You have a handsome hard time being handsome.

Although Fran hardly seems to understand.

"Nod for now"

"Mmm."

"Oh, you know what, Fran?

"Mmm."

"Right. He's nice, isn't he?

"Mmm."

We have a hobby.

"Mmm."

Fran took out the material of the Warcraft one after the other, nodding appropriately to Elsa's words.

A girl lined up with faceless material next to a giant wolf possessed with a red tide face. An appraiser guild official is watching you two with an indescribable face.

"Put the ball bug out here too?

"Ha, huh? Oh, oh. It's okay."

"Mmm."

Fran shows up in the demolition room with a Disaster Ballbug that hasn't even been dismantled. It stays right after you knock it down. The smell of burning caused by the burning of the body by thunderbolt magic and the odor emitted from body fluids drift into the room. Dropped liquid also from the wound, exposing him to a pretty eggy appearance.

Even the officials of the guild, who are used to dismantling them, are flattering their faces. Unlike animal systems, insect-based warcraft are pretty grotesque. Besides, a warcraft so big in the insect system would be rare.

Still, for the sake of appraisal and appraisal, the staff who come close are just fine.

However, there were those who reacted the opposite of such courageous officials.

"Gah!"

"Elsa?"

"Yigger!"

A wild scream echoed into the demolition room. I'm surprised what happened.

"What's going on?

"Mm, bugs, no!

"Mm. Ball bug"

"Hih, hih!

Elsa was looking at the ball bug with a blue face. He clutches his hands and assembles them in front of his chest, his legs shuddering like a deer in his inner crotch.

I guess I don't like insects. Ball bugs are especially big. Through disgust, there was even fear in its face. Maiden! No, is your heart a maiden?

"Hmm? Elsa?

"Ahhh."

Fran doesn't have a bad creature or anything. Apparently, Elsa's psyche, scared of ballbugs, is one thing I don't understand right now. I stare at Elsa in confusion.

In the meantime, Elsa's screams are rising, but more than that, it's the guild's officials who give her a look of fear. When he stumbled on Elsa with a bright blue face, he began to say words that calmed him down.

"E, Mr. Elsa! Calm down! That's not a bug!

"Mm, bugs!

"Just look like a bug!

"But oh, I knew it was a bug!

"Oh, there's no way there's such a big bug!

"Big bug......? Hino!"

"Yabe!

"Ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg."

"Oh! Oh, shit! Come on, you! Do that warcraft somewhere! Not like this!

"Fran! Punish the ball bug! Something's gonna suck!

"Mmm!"

I don't know the circumstances, but as the fighting spirit emanated from Elsa grew, I could understand that something bad was going on.

I guess Fran feels it too. Instantly stored the ball bug.

"Here, Mr. Elsa! There's nothing left!

"Mm, what about bugs...?

"Shit."

"Oh, yes..."

The struggle that was rising from Elsa disappears and Dosun lowers his back on the spot. After seeing how it was, the Alliance's staff finally lost their shoulders.

"Oh, thank God!

"Elsa, what's going on?

"Oh, Mr. Elsa doesn't like insect-based organisms in general. When you can shake out your fears, you'll burst out. And even though you're unconscious, use your skills perfectly."

"Are you okay with dungeons or something?

"You're not okay in a way."

They don't take backwards in battle to use their skills even in a runaway state. But you think you can get your people involved or even wipe out the material?

They seem to be able to tolerate smaller bugs or something, but they've been surrounded by a bunch of bugs or burst out into something when an oil bug suddenly popped up in their face.

"For example, when you broke out in front of the guild reception, did about 20 people send you to the infirmary?

"It's dangerous"

"It's really dangerous. Without a sudden outburst and beauty madness, it wouldn't be weird in Rank A."

Are you saying that all of a sudden a giant insect appeared in front of me and was about to run wild?

"Elsa, are you okay?

"Fran...... I'm sorry. Only bugs really don't work!

I'd like to ask why, but there's going to be a rumble just because I remember. They say it's least damage to keep it through here.

"Elsa's out."

"I will! Call me when you're done! Because I'm having tea!

As a result, the materials were purchased in the demolition room, which was finally quiet.

The ball bug seems to take a lot of work to dismantle, costing 30,000 gold to dismantle. The purchase of materials is 560,000, minus 530,000 gold.

You can see how expensive it is when you compare the purchase of the leather of the Rank D Warcraft, High Auga, to an average of 40,000 Gold per unit. Combined with materials obtained on the way to Urmut, etc., it was a profit of 800,000 Gold.

Whether you see it as borough money or feel like you're dying to this extent is a delicate place. Well, isn't that bad?

"Fran, are you done?

When she finished receiving the money and headed to the tavern, Elsa, along with one old man, was making tea as she said. Even though it's an Alliance tavern, I'm really drinking tea. A stylish teapot with floral teacups. Tea is a scone. Where's the cafe?

"Done."

"How's Fran?

"Get it."

"I have tea, black tea, Ulm tea, but which one do you want?

"That much?

"Yeah. It's tea to see Scone. Black tea for cookies. Ulm tea would be great for pie."

"... then, all of it"

"Oh? Can you eat that much?

"No problem."

"Well, Master, please"

"Yes, sir."

The master was also a gentleman-style uncle. I don't look very much like the master of the Guild Tavern where the rough guys gather. Fran seems to have felt the same thing, tilting her neck.

"Is this a tavern?

"That's right."

"Ha, they often say. But it's definitely an Alliance tavern. Well, Elsa asked me to put a little more tea and sweets."

"Ugh. Master's tea is excellent! So if I was treating the kids a little tight to bother the master, they'd all know how good the tea is. Now it's as popular as alcohol. Right, Master?"

"Well, because rumors are deeply rooted that the two guild masters and Mr. Elsa hate alcohol. Many adventurers ask for tea when Elsa and the others are around."

If I hear that the top two guilds hate alcohol, do some of them detract from it? Even so, not only Diaz, but Elsa's pretty abusing her powers, isn't she? No, it feels more like I can follow you around with fear and respect than with abuse.

"Okay, here's an assortment of tea treats. Tea is the first thing you serve."

"Mmm."

Fran holds the scones served in his hands and quickly completes his meal. Put plenty of cream and jam on it sometime.

Elsa smiles at its full eating, while herself is elegantly tee time. Pinned little fingers boost women's strength.

I was worried about what my gray-haired grandfather would think sitting face-to-face, but I was looking at Nico and Fran with eyes like I was looking at my grandson. You look like an adventurer from your gear.

"Whoo-hoo. Kids eat well and sleep well."

"Who?"

"Whoa, excuse me for this. I am Ladur. He's just a shitty Rank C adventurer."

"He's Urmut's oldest adventurer."

You're definitely a white bearded sorcerer or something. That must be the type of person who covers his lack of physical strength with experience and wisdom. Low rank for that?

"I have strength, but I've always been a court magician. That's why they rank lower than strength. There's no doubt about the power of Rank B."

"Though I'm sad that they don't say rank A"

"Because that class is different now"

"Nevertheless, who are the adventurers of the Black Cat Clan"

I'm going to look at Fran with a worthy eye. Ladur. He has distant eyes like he sees something he misses for some reason.

"It's been 50 years."

"Oh, besides Fran, there's as many black cat adventurers as there are, right? Especially since this town has a lot of rookies."

"If you really just say Black Cat Clan. But when you're young, you can say you're barely there."

"Well, maybe it does. But for the first time in 50 years, you used to have a kid like Fran."

"Mm-hmm. You look just like your little girl. It's called that blurry way of talking, it's called black hair. I can't even remember the name anymore, but I can only remember that sharp eye clearly"

To further open the drawer of his memory, Ladur meditated his eyes as he handled his jawbeard.

"I don't know if I said I was 15 or something. It was supposed to be solo. Then there is no forgiveness for those who ridicule the Black Cats. I beat the Adventurers of the Blue Cat Clan and kept the extreme retaliation of cutting off their tails normal."

"You really look just like Fran."

"Yeah, well, they did call me by the alias Black Cat. There have been rumours of an adventurer's life being cut off when he's involved in a black cat."

"What about that guy now?

"Well. He disappeared one day. Did he die, or did he normally leave town? I don't know."

"Yes..."

If you were that strong, you'd have definitely been looking to evolve. If you were 50 years old, you'd still be alive, and I'd like to hear you talk. Besides, I'm also concerned that he suddenly disappeared.

"Non was not that close to the black cat. Well, if Orrell was partying at the time, he might know."

"I'm going to see Grandpa after this, and you might be just fine. But how would Grandpa Orrell know?

"I've seen you talking to black cats a few times, because they're beasts. Plus, he was helped by a black cat when he was doing a dungeon attack on a solo, and he also cautioned against ever getting involved with a black cat. Well, that look. If they were good-looking at the time, they would have definitely gone nuts."

"Was that black cat cute?

"Mm-hmm. Just for the record, I think the Orrell guy was definitely in love with the Black Cat."

"Yikes! But you're a grandpa and a lollicon?

"No, no, Orrell was supposed to be a teenager then, too. At the time, Orrell, the fastest man to reach Rank D, was a genius.

Right. It happened to Ladur, to Orrell, to Diaz, when she was younger. I can't imagine. Well, you mean you've got more reason to see Orrell.