'You made me wait! It's done!

Hagar contacted us and we were in a workshop in Historia.

That's Nieberg at the heart of commerce.

Instead of being a blacksmith like just a house, which was in Isto, a workshop existed as one section in the town.

The brick streets lit by the morning sun are stained with coal "soot" and soil, and ore emitting iron chips and dull light is thrown down at the end of the road.

There were a number of white smokes rising in the maze of city-side skies that didn't know where they were coming from.

The tone of various production processes rang from the sound of tapping steel from all over the city to the sound of scraping something.

The spaces between the buildings that are both workshops and residences are narrow, not very much, but it is difficult to say that they are beautiful, but there was a heavy, yet hobby atmosphere.

"Leather craftsmanship, woodworking, demon stone craftsmanship and carving gold... I wonder if that's a monster processing plant. Oh, you're a blacksmith here."

A peek inside the workshop to try it out revealed a Dwarf blacksmith slapping steel with an arm like Marutai.

It is machined with a hammer holding steel glowing in red heat while sweating heavily.

From earlier on, Dwarves were also commonly seen among different residents, "Hey, hero!" and so on, and he was casually speaking to me.

"You still have a lot of dwarves. Their production technology is superior. The skills and magic you have vary, but all the stunts are production-related. Exactly what you would call an artisan."

Human beings on this continent refer to people, dwarves and elves, and naturally dwarves also give magic from God on their fifteenth birthday.

Apart from certain skills from the beginning and magic that you can't decide for yourself, the craftsmanship you've built up is a stunt.

Dwarves boast of the inflexible flesh of the shorter ones and are famous for their excellent warriors in combat.

It also features that we don't know if we're young or old at first sight because we all store fine mustaches.

The hand is very clever and supports this world daily with its technology.

"You look cool, too. Here... Craftsman! I can't wait to hear that."

"Hehe... somehow I get it. Oh, Master Lord, there you are. Hagar's workshop."

Mixed with such dwarves, Mr. Hagar seems to be skilled enough to run his own blacksmith in the workshop district.

His companions also excelled in production technology, waving their arms beside adventurers in this way in the workshop.

After all, Mr. Hagar's workshop, which is made of bricks, is considerably larger than any other building.

Is Mr. Hagar actually an amazing blacksmith?

A peek inside such a workshop reveals at a glance that about ten people are working without a busy "blame", but they all seem to be enjoying themselves.

Kind of like being able to watch all the time...... it was a great sight.

"Good morning!

Nevertheless, I cannot wait forever for Mr. Hagar, so I greeted him as well as I could to meet such a good sight.

"Ooh! You're the Savior! Hey Hugger, where have you been?!?

"There you are, Lord. You took care of our steel fool during this time. It's noisy, but take your time."

"Thank you. Excuse me, I'm at work..."

"What did the Savior say about cancer? No! Even so, there's no Inea."

People came out of the back one after the other, and they all greeted me.

You're just a good guy.

"Ah, good morning, Mr. Lord! It's the example one, isn't it? Inea, huh? Eneer!!

To the boy's call, "Yes!" Inea, who replied, ran down the stairs.

"Lord, I'm sorry you came... I'll show you Hagar because he's upstairs. You said you could do it, but you said you couldn't move because of the fine-tuning."

"No, because I just want you to make it"

"No, no, because this one's being saved lives! Come on in. Watch your step."

He climbs the stairs as he greets everyone and is led to Mr. Hagar's working room upstairs.

When I went inside, Mr. Hagar, wearing blue trousers on white clothes, put his hand on his chin and looked at the armor.

"Hagar! Lord's here!

"Hmmm!? Oh, Lord! I'm sorry you had to come. I wanted you to wear it once and then make the final adjustments..."

"Good morning, Mr. Hagar. Welcome... I'm sorry you've come so far."

"No, so... ha, not at all... talking to you would embarrass me"

That's what Mr. Hagar says and he's laughing bitterly.

Did I say something bad...?

"It's done for now. What do you say?"

"Yeah, it's cool... you can't stop..."

To be honest, I was quite admiring wearing armor.

I think that's not how defensive it is, but that's the only cool armor worth it.

The armor Mr. Hagar made me did not cover the entire body of the so-called "so-called" full plate, but the torso, arms, hips, legs and armor that partially protects me.

The scales of red and black dragons are polished shiny and decorated with dragon claws and fangs everywhere.

Cool anyway......

"I've made it to match the clothes you're wearing right now. It also fits the red and black shades of Inferno Wyburn. Try it on."

Quickly equipped, the heavy vibe is surprisingly light on the back.

There was absolutely no problem wearing it from the top of my clothes and it was very easy to move.

The torso gear is protected to the shoulder, the abdomen is filled with steel, otherwise red and black dragon scales.

The caged hand defending the tip from the elbow was only allowed to come out of the fingertips, and care was taken to be able to do fine work as well.

Around the waist, there is a forehang made of steel and dragon scales to the extent that it does not fall on the knee, and the sturdy cloak behind is extended long from the waist to the heel that the dragon's leather has been softened away.

"Dear Lord... it's lovely..."

"Pfft... Lord is a summoning knight, so I tried to conceptualize the fusion of a knight and a demon conductor. So, I think I need to support everything around my waist. Oh, cool, of course! I don't know... it's a shame to be disappointed up there and poor minister down there, isn't it? Of course, torso gear is important, but I knew it was hips. Hips. The binary triangle with the head as the apex is the most beautiful. The torso and shoulders are relatively simple, and are then decorated with nails and fangs for success. The arms are well balanced when slightly larger. And leg gear, which is the foundation, looks good when it's heavier. But it's light, right? This is what's so amazing about dragon scales! Light but durable. Come on! It's difficult to process, but there's no more material if you can handle it. Oh, you missed the point. So hips! In the industry, I say" skirt, "but I think about the balance between the front and the back, and then I decide the length. I don't mind... I knew it was around my waist." Short in front and long in the back. Later this… "

"Hugger! Stop!

"Hey, what the heck, Inea... good point right now..."

"Because Lord is pulling! That's about it..."

"Oh, no, nothing..."

Or Mr. Hagar. You were such a talker.

Apparently when it gets hot, you won't be able to see around.

"Shh, I'm sorry...... well, it's self-confidence anyway! Use it. Later, too."

That's what Mr. Hagar took out was that iron sword that the iron was sticking out.

"Oh, wow! It's a proper sword!

That sword, which was a silver colour, had been reborn into another at the earliest.

The sheath is made of red and black dragon scales and the handles are neatly organized.

And from the center of Tsuba, the decoration of the straight fangs supports the sword body.

The iron sword that was naked was a splendid sword that an arms dealer would likely sell for a high price.

Pull the sword out of the sheath.

Slali and the straight sword that showed up looked different than before.

The blade is kind of thicker than before.

The width was wider, and the color of the center and double-edge was subtly different.

"Mr. Hagar, this..."

"Oh, have you noticed? I layered my steel magic. It's tougher than before and has a better slashing flavor, and I made sure the colors were gradient. Isn't that cool?

"It's already... it's all great!

"Ha ha! Good, good!