I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

We've destroyed the Goblin herd, and we've decided to patrol the area.

There may be other scouts out there.

But we searched around the village for about an hour with the rendezvous Ursi, but there was no shadow or form of goblin. There's no nest hole they should have used.

If those goblins were so controlled, it wouldn't be strange to be digging a giant nest hole. Even the rather less intelligent goblins that perished on the Devil Wolf's Plains were digging that big nest hole. Instead, it would have been weird if I hadn't dug a vast nest.

'Were you just flowing from somewhere? A herd of that size?

In the end, no new discoveries were made and we decided to return to the village.

On the road, I discovered a warcraft resembling a deer, a chicken deer, so I'll hunt it at last. Seems cowardly, he escaped the moment he felt our signs, but there's no way he could escape from Ursi's feet. He was quickly caught up and put on hold.

It would be a good souvenir.

The Black Cats greeted Fran back in the village with cheer. Apparently, the lightning from the lightning magic I used flashly was also visible from the village.

"Oh, I didn't know you'd have that kind of natural mutation!

"That's Princess Black Thunder!

"Cool!"

Plus, look at the chicken deer Fran took out, and the excitement grows.

"Wow! Give me that monstrous deer!

"Beautiful!"

"Be your daughter-in-law!

"This is a souvenir, everyone eat it."

"Are you sure?

"Yeah."

"Oh, thank you!

When the village chief bows his head with a face he was thrilled with, the other villagers bow their heads at the same time. He's a Miscellaneous Fish Warcraft with Threat F, but he's going into the strong around here. I was respected more than a goblin.

Besides, it's hard to keep up with the speed of escape feet, and corners and such seem to be worth more than a threat. Sometimes, when you can collect horns from individuals who have died because of their lifespan, they can be a valuable source of income.

"And this too"

"Are you sure you want to go again? And so many!

"Mmm."

It's a piece of gear taken from the goblins. Some of them have melted in drool due to the fever of thunderbolt magic, but I would like you to reuse them there.

"That's all, a little strong guy"

"Ho. Sure, it's not like any other gear."

What I dared to take out was the gear Goblin King was wearing. It was made of steel and was somewhat stronger.

I can't handle the Black Cats today, but I want you to give it to anyone who trains in it and gets stronger.

When Fran tells him so, an overmoved village chief is weeping in tears.

"Wow, I get it! I will definitely let anyone who deserves it!

That night was another banquet. It's not a fuss like last night, it's a feast where everyone talks calmly about swords and magic training.

The main dish is the whole chicken deer grilled by Fran, a giant deer nearly four metres long. Little by little, there was an amount to go to all.

"Sasa, Princess Black Thunder, go ahead."

"Mmm."

"This one too."

"Mogmog"

"It's tea."

"Zuzu -"

The ladies of the village will take good care of Fran, who is sitting on the upper seat. He was serving tea for a variety of dishes and francs who couldn't drink. They also give it to me as if it were a sacrifice.

"Sasa, princess."

"Here you go, Princess."

"Princess."

Something tells me you're not Princess Black Thunder at some point, they call you Princess. Fran is insensitive to the area if he doesn't call him a fool, so he's called, but he stays.

Well, there's no harm done, okay? And Fran deserves to be called a princess! Isn't Fran cuter than the princess of this country? I've never seen him before, though!

"Thank you, Princess, for your massive arsenal today"

"I just pushed something out of the way"

"No, if you make it my village, it's a mountain of treasure. There are currently no blacksmiths, so we will take them to other villages, repair them and then distribute them to the villagers"

"Are there no blacksmiths here?

"Yes."

According to the village chief, a blacksmith died of a sudden illness a few years ago. I had a disciple, but he's still immature, and he's going to another village to train? As a result, there are currently no blacksmiths in this village.

And that's gonna take a lot of time before you can use the weapons we gave you?

(Master)

"What?

(We'll figure it out)

"Hmmm......"

This is where I used the blacksmith skills I grew up. Because you only use it for my maintenance. It would be a good experience.

'Right. Maybe that's a good idea.'

After the banquet.

This is the blacksmith.

"Mmm."

"Do you really not need help?

"Fine, because it's a secret move"

"Oh! I'm sorry about that"

Fran had not stayed at the village chief's house and had moved to a private house on the edge of the village. This is the house where the blacksmith lived. Looking inside, there was also a precise blacksmith.

"I only let you clean it. Feel free to use it."

"Thanks"

"Oh no! Wouldn't you do it for us! It's ours to thank!

After the Thanksgiving Village Chief left, we quickly got to work on the blacksmith. I have the skills, so I can move smoothly.

Let's start with the task of returning crap to ingots that can't even be repaired. Actually, before I got here, I was sorting out the weapons.

Lightly cleaned items are handed over to the Black Cats. Everyone is taking care of it so it will be ready for use.

The remaining items were divided into items that could be used if repaired and crap. Use crap cast materials to make repairs.

'Well, good luck with that. Fran can sleep. "

"Go."

'Really? Then let's just do it together for the first time.'

"Mmm."

That's why we worked together on the blacksmith until Fran lost his drowsiness and started rowing the ship.