Manowa

◎ Batroa Workshop, City of Winlard

"Parent ~! Selling weapons. Yes!!

"Gahaha, Omei's buyable forehead. Bye"

"Chi."

Rejected with a gahaha laugh at the best voice in the opening. The wind sounded muffled.

"What are you caricaturing?"

Kimberly sighs next to it.

Crazy ghosts and 300 companions. The day after the announcement of the crusade came out. And the day before the crusade began. There was one wind noise, coming in front of my parents and Kimberly.

"Yumika's not with you, is she?"

It was the parents who answered that Kimberly question.

"That guy. Oh, I had him go to Jinlai's."

"To the Spear Soldier of Fangs?

"I thought Yumika would be able to get to him for a day."

Kimberly almost said to the words, "Exactly..." but closes its mouth when she sees the wind noise say nothing.

"I don't care about Yumika. What I want to ask Kazane right now is how far you can go."

"It's a straight ball."

My parents laugh at the way the wind sounds tear up.

"It's about the exam match. Kimberly's battle with you depended on distance. So Kimberly has a B rank, but her strength alone makes it to A. Then, Kazane, I honestly expect you to work in Rank A."

"Parents, can't you afford a lot?

Parents rub their beards in the words of the wind sound and mouth them.

"Two survivors of a party that was previously devastated by madmen wanted to gather information. That information came out before we called. I got a lot of backs."

I'm sure they're not offended, but hey... and my parents say it.

(Mr. Gara and the others? Bad luck)

The sound of the wind strikes my tongue in my heart.

"All you have to do is strip them of their ranks."

"That's not how it works. I didn't know what to look like. I'm done. Don't let it happen. And you're out of line."

"Yeah. I'm talking about how much I can do, right? I'd take it if it was about ten, but I guess I can't do more than that."

Kimberly opens her eyes to the word. Parents heard about it and took the vial out of their nostalgia.

"What's that?

"It's Mana Potion. Why don't you give me this and I'll double it?

Let's go.

The wind sounds instantly. Auga has a high magic resistance to magic, but the wind-sounding Fire Vortex reaches the core through it. The idea of wind sounds is that if you have magic that can pass damage because the orga moves dull and the core is usually in the heart, you are not that scary an enemy...

"Don't worry about it."

Even Kimberly can't say that far. Auga's arm strength and vitality struggle even one-on-one. Kimberly believes that there will be about two of them that can be taken on at an inherently skilled party. Class C says it would be the limit to take on one for two parties of six.

The wind sounds were bowflowers talking about soldiers not being able to move because there is war, but in fact soldiers stationed in the city participate. The number is 700, but most of its soldiers are below rank C. About 200 adventurers are gathered together as things stand.

"Parents, this is a serious consultation, but I was wondering if you could lend me your cane if you want it as a force of war."

"No, Omei. You didn't have it."

The magician's wand is a magic amplifier, but also has the ability to absorb atmospheric mana and reduce consumption.

"I didn't have any money."

"Shh, shh."

Parents think about it and give instructions to Kimberly.

"Kimberly, go to the store and let him come with the best."

Copy that, sir.

That's how Kimberly left the room.

"I'll give you a reward for success."

"Copy that. I'll give it back if I lose."

"Ouch."

And that's when the wind sounds reminded me of my own business. I was going to ask you to do it when they called me.

"Oh, yeah. Parents, I was hoping you could take care of my stuff. Can you do it in this workshop?

"Yeah. Well, that's about it, I'll do it. Let me see it."

"Mmm..."

The wind sounds were placed on the desk in front of the parent as they were pulled out of the waist by sheath.

"I thought it was a long time ago."

That's what the parent pulls the sword out of his sheath.

"This is the same age again."

"You know what I mean?

"It's an old design. Replicas have different years and would be a substitute for about a thousand years ago. You used to stay like this."

"Oh, totally."

"And now the manufacturing method is different."

When his parents fumed, he rubbed his beard and rang the bell on his desk.

"Yes. Parents, what is it like?

Less than ten seconds later, Mondry comes to the room.

"Ah, it's Mr. Mondry"

Hello, Kazane.

"Ooh, Mondry. Hey, look at this guy."

"What is it? This sword."

"I brought in Kazane. I think it draws the same flow as the White Sword."

(White sword?

The wind tilts his neck to a name he is unfamiliar with hearing.

"Sure. It doesn't seem like a normal hit."

"Mondrie, if you can analyze this guy. Is that possible?

"That's hard to say."

That said, Mondry opened his mouth once he had thought about it.

"Analysis is possible. The white sword isn't something you can borrow more than once, and I think it's worth it."

Parents hear it and face the wind noise.

Kazane, I need to talk to you about something.

"Give me the sword because the money is fine."

The wind sounded instant.

"Mm-hmm. Mondry, there would have been one of your labs, number 12. Bring that one."

"Number 12?

The wind sounds like, "What is it?" and see the parent and the mondry.

"Is it number 12? Sure, I can stand that in action, though. Is that okay?

Mondry sees the sword of wind and wind sounds.

"Bring it to me for now"

That's what my parents instructed me to do to pick up Mondry.

"What is it?

It's a pleasure to be back.

Parents look happy and say, "Would you like some tea?" I visited.