Walk the north side of the Wang capital, always in the loud Craftsman District of Cancún. I think the blacksmith guild is around here too, but I'm not going today because I don't have any particular business.
I was just wondering how it was different from Bilbao's artisan district. I'm not even going into some workshop.
Other than feeling louder than Bilbao, it doesn't seem to make any particular difference. There is a sign there with a hammer motif, and an obnoxious old man is waving his hammer where he can see it from the window.
Leeds is sticking his tail up against the window and looking inside, but I wonder if he even found something interesting.
"Have fun seeing that place?
Look at the fun Leeds and Claire tells me she doesn't seem interested.
"Funny, huh?
I wonder why I beat you so much. Does tapping change anything?
No, even if I ask... I also beat Japanese forge, but I don't know what I'm beating for. I wonder if I'm putting it off.
"I don't know much about it either, but they're knocking out impurities. If I don't tap him, he's gonna be a fragile sword."
Mr Lilli answered instead. Hmm, I guess I'm not sure. I'm better at using the blade than making it.
I'm going to be familiar with knives for once, but they don't even pin me when I'm told about manufacturing. I studied the difference between forging and stainless steel and what number stainless steel is good...... because there is no stainless steel in this world.
I wonder if it would be stainless steel if I mixed iron and chromium properly. But I don't know what the percentage of alloy is. Let's give up.
Leeds is changing the workshop from next to next, peering inside. We just keep up with it. It's just a walk with no purpose, so that's fine.
"That? I have a friend of yours!
Leeds points to the window and says. I have no idea who my friends are going into or out of the blacksmith... I mean, did you have any friends with me?
I was curious, so I peered into the window from the top of Leeds. Then, a good man and a good man sat in a chair that seemed to be for guests.
"Why are you here?
"Was Mr. Gilbert there, too?
Luna calls from behind. Why Gilbert? Well, he's also a friend when it comes to friends......
"No, it's a pair of apostles. I'm gonna call you back."
When I walked inside the workshop, everyone followed me inside, too. The workshop is surprisingly large, allowing about ten people to rest. I called out to the good that was blurring in the corner of the room.
"Hey. What are you doing here?
"Wow! I'm surprised... Koh, what are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry I'm here."
From behind the workshop, a muscular big man with a bearded skinhead walked loose. He is holding an oversized hammer in his hand, making a noise and pulling it together.
"Who!
"Hmm. In a blacksmith's workshop, you'd know if you took a hammer..."
"Murderer!
"No! There's a nice killer out there!
A big man flies by and yells.
"Koh, this is Carl, the blacksmith. We're here to teach you how to take care of your sword."
Goodness turns his palm to the big man and says: I guess these two have never taken care of a blade in Japan.
The usual blade is just to be sure to wipe away dirt and moisture and grind occasionally. When not in use for a long time, apply oil thinly and wrap it in paper. In my case, the grinding method is self-styling.
These two guys are going to get church people to do it, but it looks like they're going to do it themselves.
"Huh? Are you a friend of yours?
"Yes, it is. Why is Coe here?
Good answers instantly. Is it a perception of friends in goodness? I don't feel bad about you saying that, but I felt like I knew you.
"I was strolling, and I saw your faces. Nothing in particular."
"Ah, aren't you a customer? I hurried out and lost it. I'll get back to work. Well, slow down."
Carl walked away with it and disappeared behind the workshop. Perhaps this is a guest house, with a work place in the back. That's a lot bigger than the other workshops.
"Don't you guys have to help?
"Oh, I'm waiting for Mr. Carl's hand to be empty"
"Ko-kun takes care of the weapons, how are you doing? I knew you were asking some blacksmith?
Goodness and one smile as he sits in his chair.
The blade is too inconvenient if you can't take care of it yourself. I'd like to grind it at least once a week to keep it sharp, but it's inefficient to give it to a blacksmith every time.
"I usually take care of myself. I left it to the pros when it was out of my control."
"How can you..."
"If you grind knives and knives from time to time, you'll get used to it."
"Huh?
"Ko-kun, regular high school students don't usually sharpen knives and knives, do they?
The two apostles look at me like they see incredible things.
Then who's sharpening the knife in the house? I wonder if it's my father's job elsewhere in the house.
"Well, no, I really don't need anything. It's time to go."
"Wait a minute! We're free. Just a little, be the one to talk to."
One, he reached out and pulled the hem of my coat.
Luckily, we're free too. I guess I'll stick with the story for a little while.
"Okay.
So, I've been wondering, what do you guys usually do?
Pandora's story says the apostle has nothing but training. Volunteering is just a spare time. If you're just gobbling around doing nothing, I'm just talking about letting you volunteer.
"Organize documents in church during training, help cook them out and clean them. I'm pretty busy."
Wow, you're being used. Making the most of it depending on what you think. But I knew I was right to run away from the royal castle. I definitely don't want to.
"Sounds like a tough one."
"But God has asked me to, too."
Speaking of which, you said you met these guys when they came to this world. I want to see you once, too. I want to see him and punch him once. I'm not dissatisfied with this world, but I'm not forgiving you for being abducted.
"What kind of a man is that god?
As soon as I got here, I heard a few words, but I couldn't hear them in detail because I didn't have the time and the goodness was confused.
You'll hear some details now.
"I looked like a normal person. Would you be rude if I said cute girl...... She's not as tall as a child, but she's a beautiful woman with a grown-up face."
"But I guess my personality seemed a little tight. I was scared of my face, I was so high-pressure, I might not want to be friends..."
The good is followed by a reminder of Mr. One speaking.
Do men and women split their ratings...... I wonder if goodness is the type of tight woman. Conversely, Mr. One doesn't seem to like tight women. If goodness marries a woman like that, she's going to be a relative, but you're going to have a hard time getting sore.
"Heh, that's what the real thing looks like"
Suddenly, Mr. Lily interrupted the conversation. That's unusual for Mr. Lily, who has been distancing himself from the Apostle so far.
"What's up?
"No, right. Koh, you've seen the statue of God, too, haven't you?
Wasn't that a tall statue with a big chest and a nice face?
Lily says as she nibbles.
I don't really remember, but the statue that was in Alcoy is certainly such an image. Her body shape resembled that of Mr. Lily and her face felt close to Luna's.
"What's wrong with that?
"What did you think that statue was built for?
Was God inferior, or did the church care and change its appearance... isn't that funny to think about? Kukukuku...... "
Lily says with a laugh.
Wouldn't that be a little too ridiculous?
"Maybe the author of the statue just never saw God."
"But the Church allows that. Doesn't that mean the church actually thinks God looks sorry?
Yabe, I made an even more fool of myself.
"Don't you hate church too much, Mr. Lily?
Goodness says with a slightly muddled look. The Apostle is a man on the Church's side, so he won't feel good to be told.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I couldn't stand it a bit. I didn't hate it so much back in the day either..."
Sorcerers promoted to apostolic summonses like Luna and Lily were almost killed by the Church. I think you'll hate it when you find out the truth.
But I'm not going to tell the apostle about this. These two are close to the church, so there's nothing better to know.
"Well, don't say that. I can't go into the details, but court magicians have a reason to hate churches."
"Really? I'm not willing to hear more about what I can't tell you, Ked..."
The goodness crushed in a way that did not fall to his heart. The atmosphere is not good, so let's change the subject.
"Speaking of which, I don't see anyone looking like an escort, but are there just two of us today?
"It is. Only while I'm in this workshop, though. The escort cleric will pick you up later."
Kindergarten. Overprotective.
But the king's capital is as big as an asshole, so there's a good chance he'll get lost. It's easy to tell from the top of the roof, but probably not by these guys. It could be a surprisingly wise decision.
"I don't know, you don't seem free at all"
"I'm not. Even today, we're here because we want to."
While I say hope, I feel like it's part of my job...... Well, if he's convinced.
"Do you have time off?"
"Um, I've just been taking some time off lately. I wonder if we have too little work to do."
Maybe the church hasn't settled the coup noise mess the other day. I guess it's not a volunteer place. I mean, what are these guys' sources of income? You don't look like you're doing a golden job.
"Hey, who's paying you guys?
"I mean, I'm getting a living from the state. You can spend this money on our freedom."
I see, are you covering it with taxes? You're in a really bad position to be an apostle.
When I realized, the sound that was ringing in the back of this workshop had stopped. They're done with the work.
"Whoa! You made me wait! Let's start coaching. Hey, why don't you come with me?
Carl came out of the back of the workshop. If we met in the woods, we'd be attacking you by mistake for an ogre.
Carl advises us to take care of it, but we don't need all of them. Except for Mr. Lily, he's totally on his own, but I think he's doing well.
"No, I don't need it. I'm sorry to interrupt. We're going home."
"Not again!
One smiled and waved. Behind it, goodness is raising his hands small. I waved my hands back small too and left the workshop.
I have nothing more to do today, so let's get ready to go.
I was going to fill the map of this country, but I'm not a tourist attraction because I care about McHaela. I would also like to read the materials for the transfer at last, so my next destination is the country of the elves behind Mirzia.
I intend to stay for another month or so. There's also an ice room (cooler box) this time, so you should be able to afford to stay.
"Well, let's go get a Mirgia crossing permit."
"You don't need it anymore, do you?
Claire tells me like she's a little stunned.
"Why?"
"You're gonna go through the woods and barely walk through the city anyway, right? It's not just for nothing."
"... right. It doesn't have to be."
The city is bare and the streets are ignored. Nor does it cross the suspension bridge for crossing the border. I see no reason why I would need a cross-border permit. I'd like to sightseeing on my way home, but by the time I get home, it'll have expired anyway.
I'm curious about the antique city being opened in Mirzia, but that's a story after it gets really cold. It's not too late to come back. If we succeed, the return is a metastasis. Let's investigate with temper.