It's all one flower.

Rourke returns to the subject.

I was just wondering if Priest Reflexio knew about the Kotono Sword, but yesterday, I was able to confirm it.

What?

Razzolnik asked me to spoon the potato salad chunks.

It seems that recently there was a ceremony for the award of the Kono Sword.

"Is that what you said in the Kakata Care book?" Knights of the Old Kingdom have swords. "

Reno confirmed, and Roark and Razornik nodded.

Cruzillo leans his head.

"Award ceremony? In church? Artel is a prop for novels, right?"

"It's a sort of sacred weapon that's listed in the Kirkuk scriptures."

Huh?

Reno, Kruilo and the pharmacist (Kusushi) Awellana were surprised at the same time.

Rourke explained lightly.

In the Rufus Seminary, there was a discipline that trained the craftsmen of the Star Dao, called the Star Dao Class, and among them was the creation of the Kitano Sword.

The author is quite familiar with the Kirkuk scriptures.

Reno was impressed, and Cruzillo and Awelana looked at us.

... heh? Did I say something strange?

Rourke continued the conversation without any particular concern.

"According to Padre Reflexio, in the Republic of Banksia, where the cathedral is located, there are no artisans who can actually make the Kohinoor sword."

"Huh? The cathedral is the most Eli church in Kirkuk, right?"

Cruzillo listens with a face that doesn't fall into the ground. Reno agreed with me.

I don't know why the inheritance of technology has disappeared, but the Kotono sword that exists over there seems to be just a rusted artifact.

"I don't have any weapons for such use. What should I do?"

Razornik laughs with his nose.

Well? Well, Padre Reflexio was moved by the fact that Artel inherited the technology of the Dao of the Stars, and that a light sword that could be used properly was made every year and used in real battles to actually protect believers from demon beasts.

"Huh? That's what Mr. Putnik does every day."

Reno didn't know what it felt like to be an elite priest from the Republic of Banksia.

In the area around Lake Lacus, weaponsmakers of the [Flying Eagle (Taka)] school make magic weapons.

Rourke nodded.

I thought it was quite different from normal here.

But the Artels have a lot of people without power, so if you can't build a magical weapon with hard work, then you can fight with a knife.

Cruzillo raised his eyebrows.

It seems that unconscious people sometimes fight as vigilantes.

"With a light sword?" Don't you know it's magic? Do you know what you're doing? "

Reno lined up his doubts as he came up with them.

"I haven't been able to find out that much yet, but until I get hold of the [Crystal], I'll be aware of it myself"

The rokes that I said made my mouth shiver.

When he realized who he was talking to, Reno felt his strength on his shoulder. Exhale slowly and narrowly, consciously relaxing your shoulders.

"Yeah... it's okay"

“Fiarca showed the priests to the back of the temple last night and explained Fraxinus.”

Rourke changed the subject.

Cruzillo turned his voice around.

Huh? Is it okay to go into the temple at night?

It seems that Ms. Fiarca has obtained special permission.

”Ah, ahhh... that's right”

Rourke spoke of the reaction of the Kirk Cruz priest as he ate his meal.

By the time we finish eating, we'll be done talking. I could not talk about my recent situation, chat, and other things without loving each other, almost through information exchange.

Awelana, the pharmacist (giggling), takes her seat.

Well then, it's time to go shopping next time.

"I'll change the store and talk to you, Rourke. If you need anything, just text me."

Got it.

Razzolnik waves his hand, and Cruzillo puts the tablet in his pocket, followed by Awelana. Reno left the store thinking that his back hair would be pulled.

Materials store Putnik responded exactly the same as before the economic sanctions.

The Yakuza (* giggle) Awellana buys some materials from the magic beast that become magic potion and says thank you with a happy face.

"Thank you. It was not sold in Derevina, and it was a bit of an ID in the capital city, so it was helpful."

"I.D.?... oh, that's it." I'll go to Huxi and buy it myself, and I'm going to Artel recently, so it doesn't matter like that. "

"That's right, isn't it? I don't think it matters, but the amitostigma tool shop says they need ID."

Cruzillo dropped his shoulder.

"You couldn't buy it?"

"No, Mr. Razornik was with me, with Lacrimalis' ID."

"Do you have an acquaintance of the Lacrimalis?" That's good, isn't it? "

... the Lacrimalis don't care, and I don't think it's a forgery.

The three of them passed with a vague smile and told him another thing.

“So, if you know a place that sells groceries without an ID, I'd like to know.”

“Of course (of course), I will pay for the information.”

Awellana and Kruilo said with a sad face, and the materialist Putnik laughed.

Farmers who come to the morning market don't care about that

Huh?

"You're with me." I'm here to sell the monsters I grew up with. I don't care about the UN Security Council or the Economic Powers' Twenty-Nation Conference. "

Ahh!

"My king is against unreasonable economic sanctions, and he won't say anything."

"I... I see." Thank you very much. "

Reno's chest was full, and he squeezed the words of gratitude with a shivering voice.

Cruzillo said quickly with a reassuring smile.

"Before, there was a rumor that Niptra Neumae was giving a charity concert in the capital because she was naturalized in Lacrimalis, so I knew it."

"What the hell? You're a Niptola singer, right? What's the relationship between singing and economic sanctions?"

The materialist Putnik listens with a half laugh.

"I thought we'd become such fools, but I was curious."

"You care too much, don't you?" The overreaction of the people who were talking about it. "

Reno said, and Putnik laughed.

"But, well, that's it." Isn't this a good opportunity to identify the country? "

"I'm cumming...?"

Reno heard back the words he didn't know in a reflexive manner.

"Hmm? It means" allied country "in the old words... but I'm also old enough to eat it."

The materialist of the Longevity race doesn't know if he's kidding or serious.

"Ahhh, I'm sorry. I'm not very good at studying."

"Haha. Haha. I used to only talk about military personnel and diplomats. It was better than that. Brothers, do you live in Derevina now?"

Affirmed by the three, Putnik stepped forward to the counter.