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

"Falcon... is it...?

Brave Falcon.

That man, who had left me in "The Millennium Corridor of Naruto" and was supposed to have been captive to Gandalf the Demon King, was there turning into a figure mixed with dragons and distortions.

"You ga! Raw kittete! Why! We ga! Aaaaaaaaaaaa!"

With the screaming, flames erupt from the gaps in the fangs and from the wounds on the chest and back.

How could Falcon be the monster - I don't even have to think about it.

I don't even know how, but after being imprisoned by the Demon King, it's decided to be 're-made'.

"Luuuuuuuuuuu!"

The chest of Falcon, who lost his armor, swelled up, and blood and flames overflowed from wounds pierced by several crooked bodies.

The next moment, a fierce firebrace hit the straight line.

"Knock..."

Attempt to intercept the flames by waving the sidelines of the hihihi-irokane.

But whether it wasn't the right time, or too powerful, an unprotected flame burned my skin relentlessly.

"... Grr...!

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!"

A squeaky roar breaks through the remnants of the flame, and my left arm in the shape of a dragon forelimb eagles at my head.

Vision braces vertically at high speed.

Heavy pain runs on my forehead, and the feeling of raw warmth spreads all over my face.

I realized I had been slapped in the face on the stone floor after being woken up with all my strength with my head grabbed.

"... ha. After all, you're no match for a head-on battle..."

Keep half your vision dyed with blood and look straight at Falcon's face mixed with the dragon.

Close enough for a burning breath to broil (abscess) your cheeks.

The same textured eyeball as the dragon is staring at me with the light of hatred.

"You ga! You Ga! You Ga! We are!

"Whoa... don't joke, brave Sama. I can't do anything about it. It was third class."

"Shut up, Le! You ga! chi (...) ka (...) la (...) hidden shite! Inakeleva!"

――――

I'm totally struck by surprise and forget to react accidentally.

It was laughter, not words, that left me for a little while and poked my mouth out.

"... Ha ha. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!

"You! What a ridiculous sii!

Momentum as if to throw it all at you, slapping your face on the stone floor again.

Now there was a crack in the bone somewhere.

Still, I couldn't contain the laughter coming up from the bottom of my belly.

It's a hell of a mistake, even though I don't know what's going on.

I can't help but laugh at the divergence between me and Falcon's perceptions than the outrage of a terrible eight-win.

"... I didn't hide anything from you. [Repair] skills that are just slightly higher than others. That was all I had..."

Keep your sides and magic crystals squeezed in each hand, then turn around and change your posture on your back.

At the end of his gaze, Falcon, turned into a dragon man, is looking down at me.

Perhaps it was the demon king's orders that hit the building site first.

The next thing you know, finding me and attacking me must have been anger and eight hits at me for surviving with five satisfied bodies.

And since then - the reason you ignored the fortress and kept chasing me to such an underground must be the backlash that comes from misunderstandings.

"I can heal the wounds, I can break the walls, after you guys left me. I desperately tried to survive, and I kept rising... and then, at the end of the day, I was able to... that's all."

For the first time, emotions other than anger appeared on Falcon's face.

Confusion, impatience, or agitation.

Falcon had only a terrible alert and a nasty habit of softening his chronic mind, but the fundamental mind-making itself was never bad.

That's why I realized.

the existence of the decisive misunderstanding that I had.

If Luke in the White Wolf Forest had revealed his hidden strengths from the start, we wouldn't have had to see him like this - a convenient shift of responsibility error.

"If nothing had happened... if the five of us had gotten here... I would have seen the same thing. You know what I mean? Brave Sama."

"... Shut up Le..."

"It's your own fault that nobody else did this to you. I destroyed myself, you!

"Shut up, Lee, Lee, Lee!

Falcon shakes his legs up to crush my head.

I pulled a lot of magic out of the magic crystals while I lay on my back and tapped [disassembly] of magic into the stone floor.

Stone floors smash away in an instant.

Collapsing scaffolding.

It's like a darkness at the bottom that opens its mouth and tries to swallow the rubble and us.

"... Huh!

Side differences [synthesized] of the hyilocane and steel are protruded into a section of the large hole, [fused] with the rock to fix, and hanging from it avoids falling.

My weight makes me bend over, and it's about to break quickly, but I keep [repairing] it constantly and let it stay in shape somehow.

At the time the floor was first [analyzed], we knew that it was cavity beneath a layer of rock about a few meters.

This is my last resort.

And Falcon...

"Aaaaaaaaaa!"

- Spread one wing full of eyes, desperate to stretch out your arms, but you can't grab anything with that hand.

A distorted body piercing his chest was crushing the base of one wing and depriving Falcon of his ability to fly.

"Juliahhhhhh!"

The last cry left by a brave man falling into endless darkness.

It wasn't anger at me, it wasn't hatred of the Demon King, it was the name of a lover who wasn't here.

A few seconds - or more than a dozen seconds passed, and a slight water noise rang from far away.

"Underground lake...? Sorry, brave Sama. Now it's like my turn to leave you."

True, it's ironic.

I was left in the labyrinth, and I survived with new powers, and the brave men I left behind were turned into monsters and crashed deep underground.

Raise your gaze and gather the surrounding rocks and soil to [repair] the great hole and return to its original place without looking back.

"............... Finally, it's over"

Lie on your back on a stone cold floor.

The magic crystal that was gripping into my left hand is discoloured black and collapses.

There is nothing like the exaltation of victory, instead an indescribable sense of fatigue fills the chest.

Is it because I physically and mentally tortured it to the extreme?

Or have you even remembered your pity for the end of the valiant, not even in the pattern?

... Honestly, I don't care why.

Anyway, now, I wanted to see everyone's face as soon as possible.

This is the undisputed bottom of the labyrinth. But not at all like then.

I can even go home now.

And there are people waiting for me to come home.

That's all I was so happy about.