My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop

Dungeons. It's a strange space spread beneath the earth.

It is a danger zone inhabited by countless warcraft, but those who dare to challenge follow.

Precious materials and hidden treasures that can be collected from Warcraft will not attract people.

And the profession of obtaining money in dungeon exploration is called the 'Adventurer'.

Decades ago it was treated like a rogue, but today the guild is one of the fine professions that also exists.

Inside the dungeon there are sometimes intelligent races as well as warcraft.

They are called the 'Demons' and there are a wide variety, such as the kind that looks just like humans and the kind of monstrous appearance.

But the Demons are not necessarily friendly to humans.

Demon King - Some demon kings look to invade the earth.

In fact, some countries have been destroyed by the Demon King.

And those who explore the dungeon to discuss the 'evil demon king' are called 'brave men' with respect.

Adventurers challenging dungeons with personal lust and exploration.

A brave man who challenges a dungeon with justice and honor.

It seems incompatible at first glance, but it's actually not uncommon to hold hands with each other.

What to hide, I'm an example of that too.

I'm a veteran adventurer with fifteen years of my career, and now I'm hired to a brave party.

The place to explore is the A-rank dungeon, The Millennial Corridor of Narrow.

It is a difficult dungeon that can be told that the dreaded Demon King is sealed.

The battle of the brave to crush the ambitions of the Demon King.

Supposing I supported it, my rating as an adventurer would soar.

"- Hey, get up! Luke! Third class adventurer!

"Whoo!

I am thrust into my full kick and dragged out of my sleep forcefully.

As I lifted my face up in tremendous nausea, I met Falcon, the brave man in the shape of anger.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... What is it, brave man..."

"Thank you very much! Look at this!

Ahead of Falcon pointing out, the baggage of the Brave Party is kept together. What the hell is wrong with that...

"... ahhh! Shit, the food! They're eating us up!

"I know it's Temehe's fault, but you do incompetent! The demon eats me all over and I don't have half left!

The kick flew in again as I tried to get up and was relentlessly kicked over.

Ask for more explanation as you rush out the sand in your mouth.

"Wait a minute, please. The situation is utterly..."

"It's a junction stone! Demon-free junction stone! I told you to keep it in the center of the camp before you go to sleep!

"Yeah, yeah... I put it down..."

"I was out of position! Because of you, our baggage was out of bounds!

If you ask me, it is true that the junction stone is rolling into a completely different place than planned.

"Hey Julia! How much food is it going to hold!?

"Even if we cut it to the critical point, we won't be able to complete our exploration goals before returning to the ground..."

"That's right, Luke! What are you gonna do, you bastard?

Falcon further intensified his discourse.

Julia, the swordsman, is staring at me with a reprehensible look.

"If I make a mistake, maybe one of us was eaten, you son of a bitch!

It's bad where I'm escalating, but there was a decisive error in Falcon's perception.

"No, I put it in the right place."

"Huh!? Are you gonna make excuses?

"'Cause look. There's a stone in the middle of the camp, and there's a foundation."

Point to where the junction stone was to be placed.

"This is what you always do when I put the junction stone down, isn't it? Maybe the junction stone changed position after I put it down."

I didn't put the stone in the wrong place.

There must be other causes.

"Speaking of brave men. Surely in the middle of the night, you said you were thirsty or something and went to your luggage, right? Didn't you kick some ass then?

"Huh? Ah... I don't think so... like it happened, it didn't..."

Falcon's voice gets smaller and smaller. Apparently, he remembered last night.

I put the junction stone in the right position before falling asleep.

Afterwards Falcon accidentally kicked it and put it back in place, I guess.

I mean, it's on this guy to blame for being devoured of food. I'm innocent.

"That's what I mean, I don't really blame people..."

"Paralysis!"

"Guha!?

Suddenly, the magic of a state anomaly flew from behind me, and my whole body was paralyzed and I couldn't move.

It wasn't Falcon who shot the magic.

He's a twin wizard who's part of a party.

"Not at all. I don't care who's fault or anything. What matters is what we're going to do. Your sister would agree, wouldn't she?

"Ugh... yeah... right..."

The white-haired wizard is my sister Blanc, and the black-haired black wizard is my sister Noir.

Looks exactly the same but has the opposite personality.

Bran is bright, belly-black, and noir is a root-dark, flushy guy.

Blanc has an angry personality just like this, but not if he's a noir.

Or my self-assertion was too weak and I wasn't sure if I was a good guy or a bad guy.

"Oh, my God. If you don't have enough food, you just need to reduce the number of people."

"Oh, what..."

"Then you've got a cut target, haven't you? Right? Fucking Zako, Mr. Third Class Adventurer?

I try to complain with my paralyzed body, but all I could do was turn a ridiculous eye.

And even worse, even Falcon and Julia began to agree with it with a good smile.

"Oh! Nice idea, Blanc! Let's do that!

"Yeah, if we lose one, we could cut it down and figure it out!

"[Restoration] You can only use your skills. A choreographer or something, even if you're gone when you get here. That's a big difference!

While I was being circumcised by the magical effects of paralysis, the Falcons just got ready to leave.

"It's at least a pity. I'll leave you with this, Osama."

I can throw a sword full of blade spills at my feet.

It's a rubbish sword that other adventurers have thrown away.

And the brave party left me motionless, and the four of us resumed our dungeon offense.

"Ugh, ooh...!

I can't even scream a lot because of the paralysis.

They're right, I'm a third-rate perennial E-rank adventurer.

Fifteen years of my career also only means that I have been at the bottom of the hierarchy for fifteen years.

The only 'skill' you can use is [repair].

Ratings from the guild are always at the bottom.

I was hired to a brave party because those guys asked the guild to "introduce me to an adventurer who could die and be hired cheap because I want a luggage man and a choreographer".

The price is much cheaper than borrowing a horse.

From the beginning, I was only worth as much as a loading robot.

Still... Still!

I was betting on this dungeon attack!

If you succeed in your quest for the Brave Party!

Believe me, you'll be in a better position in the Adventurer Guild too!

The end of it was banished after being forced to wipe the butt of a brave man's mistake!?

And in the middle of a high-difficulty dungeon!

It's not much of anything!