Tontenkan! Tontenkan!

Tons.

Tontenkan! Tontenkan!

Tons.

There was a mix of different sounds in the house where only the hammer I was waving with a vibration.

Tons of tongues.

Whoa, I hear someone's here. I'm knocking on the door.

"Fran."

"Mmm."

I'm glad Fran's eyes are already awake. Fran doesn't sleep very well. If I responded in a fallen asleep state, even though I had heard a hammer before, Fran would be asleep. If you don't work in a blacksmith while sleeping, you can't explain it.

"Who?"

"Good morning, Princess!

It was the village chief who was deeply breaking his hips in front of the door. I have a cage with bread and such in my hand. They brought it on purpose.

"This is breakfast."

"Thanks."

"No, it looks like they've been doing blacksmiths all night, are you okay?

Yabe, was that a big noise?

"Was it loud? Sorry."

"No! Rather, we are grateful to the villagers for staying up all night for us!

He then spoke lightly with the village chief about his plans for today. We continue with the blacksmith. The people of the village are training in witchcraft and training in swords. Some old men say they clean their gear.

"Nothing. No magic, no sword, no compulsion."

"Yes, because we say it's free to participate. But they all want to join themselves."

After all, the expectation that I might be able to use the special power of saying magic is motivating everyone.

Maybe sooner than I thought, there'd be a black cat clan out there who could use magic.

"Well, call me if you need anything"

"Mmm."

After the village chief left for breakfast, we got down to blacksmithing in earnest.

I hit the sword with an ingot I had made all night. Fran is repairing armor and shields.

"It's the greatest advantage in this world to say that if you have skills, you can also gain knowledge."

I've never had any experience with blacksmiths. Even I know how I can strike a sword. However, the main method in this world was casting. You pour metal into the mould, and in some cases, you just hammer it out at the end.

I remember, but it seems a mistake to say that Japanese swords are forged and Western swords are cast. However, is it correct to say that Japanese knives are more actively using forging due to the labor involved in manufacturing and the difference in materials? Well, I don't know if it's true, because I don't have the knowledge of Earth's blacksmiths.

However, this world combines magic props with magic metals, making it easy to create stubborn swords like Japanese swords in casting.

They don't have to be bothered to forge it because the metal is magical and originally stubborn, and they use magic to increase strength when hitting it with a hammer or when heating it with a magical caged flame.

Of course, if it is a luxury weapon of a single point, it is made from forge from start to finish, but casting prevailed, at least as far as mass production is concerned.

"Let's just count them in cast"

By using parallel thinking and mindfulness, casting, hammering and grinding are carried out simultaneously, producing a large quantity of ordinary swords. But even if it's made with this much flow work, thanks to Blacksmith Skill Level 10, you can make something of that good quality.

Well, not to me!

"Okay, it's just 50 bottles, and that's about it, okay?"

Pair it with something that was intact and you'll have about 80 bottles. This level should be easier for beginners, the Black Cats, to use.

"Well, give it a try"

The ingots I have left for a few copies are for experimentation. Of course, if we could have a strong weapon, we'd present it to the Black Cats, right?

"Let's make a sword of all forges first"

Thanks to my blacksmith skills, I also have a good input into my forge knowledge. Following that knowledge, he plastic surgery while hammering the ingots that turned hot and bright red. I repeatedly slapped him when I returned the discharge, and I created one sword. Strange, I know when to stop beating. Production skills are too versatile.

The quality of the sword you can do is not bad, but not great. I can do that. In the first place, the metal I used is not very superior, maybe I can't help it. Whereas the earlier cast was named Iron Sword, this one was named Low Quality Steel Sword.

With current materials and skills, this degree would be the limit. However, I would like to try some ideas for this from now on.

First, I'll try to put all the magic into it when I forge. It is a material that cannot contain much magic materially, but it may be somewhat better if it can be put to the limit. And then he ashes the bones of the warcraft that he kept to take stock, and mixes them in with metal. Miscellaneous fish is a material of warcraft. This bone itself contains magic in trace amounts and can be expected to have an increased magic content.

Well, I just did it with an idea, so I don't know if I'm really going to succeed.

"Oh? Doesn't that sound good?

It took longer than earlier, but the sword managed to strike up. I'm surprised the hammer didn't work because of any material changes.

All I could do was have a low-quality demon steel sword. I couldn't get a low quality crown, but I succeeded in creating something called Demon Steel. I do feel a trace amount of magic. Magic conductivity is also rising from F to F +. This would lead to an attack on the enemy of the Phantom system. Well, I don't know how many times to slash it.

Name: Iron Sword

Attack: 88 Magic Power Held: 0 Endurance: 300

Magic conductivity · F-

Skills: None

Name: Low Quality Steel Sword

Attack: 114 Magic Power Held: 1 Endurance: 380

Magic conductivity · F

Skills: None

Name: Low Quality Demon Steel Sword

Attack: 124 Magic Power Held: 10 Endurance: 390

Magic conductivity · F +

Skills: None

This is how it is. Let's just turn the rest of the ingots into Demon Steel swords. Oh, this is why Grandpa Garth struck the sword like this.

Name: Long Sword of Fine Steel

Attack: 398 Magic Power Held: 5 Endurance: 600

Magic conductivity · F

Skills: None

You see how awesome Grandpa Garth is again. I was thinking about that, and Fran came close to me with Tokotoko. I'm holding my stomach down with a face that looks like it's cut.

"Master"

"Fran, what's wrong?

"I'm hungry"

"On..."

"Whoa, it's that time already"

Out of the blue, it's been a while. It was quite past my usual lunch time.

"Sorry, I'll have it ready now"

"Please."

Lunch will never be served. This village is based on two meals. The King's Capital was three meals. From there, too, we can see the poverty of this village.

When we're done with Grandpa Garth, we'll come back to this village. Have lots of seeds and seedlings then.

"Look, I'll curry out to apologize"

"Really?"

"On?"

"You can eat as much as you want today."

"Oh, heaven."

"Don't exaggerate."

"Curry heaven. That's the name of paradise."

Fran's too happy for poetic words! Well, if this fixes your mood, it's cheap. However, the curry is losing a lot of money, isn't it? Every time I eat it, I eat it all up. I don't know what Fran's mood would be like if he cut the curry or something.

"Successful."

"Off!"

Most of all, Fran is pathetic that he can't eat his favorite food. Fortunately, it's invisible here, and there's a cooking area. I guess I'll even make curry the rest of the time.