"Here's the story. I want to shop for something other than weapons, so it's time to give it some free time."
Caro follows suit as Atal slowly hips up after talking all the way through.
"No! Please go slower!
Sadly Arshna stops like she hasn't heard enough yet, but Grain stops it as she shakes her head loosely.
"Arshna, they have something called their plans. He just came up to us and talked to me.
Think about it. "
"Yes... Dear Atal, Caro, I'm sorry"
Arshna honestly bowed her head when she realized that Grain's attention had made her selfish.
"No, don't worry so much about it. Instead, I'm sorry I made my convenience a priority."
"Oh, yeah. Master Arshna, please raise your head!
Atal, in turn, oblivious, and Caro panicked that he had let the lord's daughter bow her head.
"If anything happens again...... no, stop by without worrying about anything. Arshna seems to like you guys a lot. Of course I am."
"Really?
I could imagine why Arshna thought that because she saved her life, but I didn't know why she thought that about Grayne, and Atal was strangely inclined to his neck.
"Heh, well, you don't have to know. I guess that's what makes you so attractive."
Atal tilts his neck even more to the words, but Grain was laughing at how it looked.
"Master Atal is amazing!
If you make a fist all the time and make it a caro with a smile on your face, Atar, who rescued you from the worst situation, is an object of respect, and words like that come out soooo well.
"Well, I'm not sure in the end, but I'll let you come back and see me. Bye."
Feeling tickled at being praised for being straight and innocent, Atal punches his hand on Caro's head and then waves to the grains to leave the room behind. Caro was chasing behind his claws, even his cheeks loose from the joy of being stroked, as he gave a big thank you to Pepper.
"Geel, Lord Atal is home. I'll drop you off!
Geel immediately called to Grain's call, dropping off Atal and Caro by the three Grains.
"... Dear Atal, I am not used to many of your lords going"
Some time after leaving the lord's house, Caro exhaled loudly as he walked out of his power.
I haven't been there that many times, but last time and this time Caro seemed so nervous that his heart would explode.
"I know how you feel, but didn't you get more nervous about this fight?
"Um, that feels rather sharpened by the tension that I'm risking my life, but is it called anxiety and nervousness that my lord's home doesn't know what to do"
Different types of tension, express that in her own words. Ataru is also listening to her trying so hard to spin her words.
"I see, I think I know. I don't really seem to be moving mentally, so maybe I'm getting a little blunt around it."
Not without surprise, but it was the detriment of the spiritual strength given to God that made that standard much higher. It was because of that that exhilaration prevails over fears such as anxiety and tension in defeating something.
"That's Mr. Atal."
But for Caro, who has absolute trust in Atal, this was also a respectable one.
"Well, there's a lot going on around here... why don't you stop by?"
It was in front of a certain workshop that Atar, who was walking, stopped his feet.
"Do you want me to build you a weapon?
Caro was wondering that they were about to stop by a store with signs like an arms store because each had just purchased several weapons.
"No, I was trying to get you to make a knife for demolition. That weapon store had nothing but combat stuff, so I guess I could have some good stuff made in places like this..."
Caro was surprised at Atal for ordering a knife for demolition on a bespoke basis. Caro was in a hurry to get a cheap knife for demolition later.
"Oh, you know, me, I'm not so good at dismantling yet, so it doesn't have to be that good stuff...... oh, Dear Atal! Wait, please!
Caro hastily tries to shy away from it, which had solidified for a very short moment of surprise, but he hastily followed the rest as a pair of claws went inside the store early where he was about to say why.
"Ever, no one?
When Atal entered the store, it was cancer there and there was no sign of people. The silence surrounded the store even made me feel a little uncomfortable.
"... Wow!... I'm away, what is it?
I hurried. Caro was also looking around the store temporarily holding his nose as he clashed against the back of the atar, which had stopped just around the entrance.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you a customer?
After doing that for a while, one woman comes out of the back. He was a gentle looking, serene voice person.
"Oh, I have something I want you to make... does this store accept that?
When Atal asks questions, the woman gets a slightly troubled look.
"Um, I'm accepting... it's hard to do anything depending on the artisan mood to make it, and I'm having trouble with it too"
I worry for a moment about what's wrong with Atal to the bittersweet woman, but I decide to just say it with Caro reluctantly pulling her sleeve.
"Will you listen to me for a second? I need you to make me a knife for demolition. She's the one who uses it."
I'm surprised I opened my eyes wide to what he said. Caro didn't have to be special, he was pulling his sleeve in that sense. But to Ataru, it took the form of a back push. That's what I told the woman while gently supporting Caro's back.
"What do you think... knife for demolition, is... I'll ask you once, don't expect too much"
At the same time as the female clerk tried to get back in the back again, the elusive facial tall man came out slightly from the back.
"Say no."
And I told him so in a clear and tight tone of voice to come out or not.
"Can I ask you why for once?
Atal asks questions to eat down for being rejected from before saying anything.
"All I make is a weapon to defeat a mighty demon. And I look at the user and decide whether to make it or not. I'm sorry, but I don't even think I can use what I made for her."
The man answered that with an arm wrap without changing his expression. When he heard that, Caro was drooling his ears out because of his lack of strength, shrugging and depressing himself to shrink.
"Hmm, I see. I didn't ask for a weapon, so I can be convinced to say no.... but I still seem to have eyes to see the user. Well... Carol, I'll hit another store."
The man, who moved his eyebrows with prickliness to the words of Atal, who was daunted by the mere appearance of his partner, had made his difficult face even more rugged.
"Hey, wait a minute.... What do you mean? I've seen many adventurers before. The weak and the strong, are you kidding me that my eyes are still there?
Earlier Atal's words apparently hurt a man's pride, and his eyes on Atal were sharp. The feeling that words containing anger were unconvincing was strongly manifested.
"I'm not kidding. I just don't seem to know what Carol's capable of, so I guess that's about it."
Atal, who doesn't care at all to be strongly perceived, tries to leave the store by saying so, but the man speaks out again, not saying he won't allow it.
"Then let me show you his power!
Ataru, who is turning his back on a man, laughs at him at an invisible angle.
"How am I supposed to look? And what would you do if I showed you?
"I'm a former adventurer too, fight me and prove your strength! If you're convinced, I'll make you the best knife for free!
When Atal, who concealed his grin and looked back only slightly at his neck, heard him, the man declared forcefully as he slapped his chest harder and harder. Atal smiled contentedly as he turned to the man with Caro's shoulder supported.
"Shit.... Caro, show him what you mean"
Caro, who felt strongly that Atal trusted me about him, had changed his uneasy look until earlier, giving him a serious look.