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

First, raise the noir to the house and let it sit at the dining room table.

And I sat down in the chair across the street, too, and went in to listen carefully to what was going on.

Sakura and Garnett were also present in the dining room, but they were both blatantly stripped of their vigilance.

His expression and attitude are clearly told that he intends to move immediately to the attack if anything happens.

Is it still big to be a former companion of the brave Falcon?

Exactly (rather) a needle.

I would. It's a situation I don't even want to get close to unless there's so much to it.

"So, what the hell are you doing at this hour?

"…… it……"

Noir breathed desperately before opening his mouth as he had decided to.

"The Knights told me... that you are in trouble due to lack of manpower..."

"Speaking of which, you've talked about being busy and in trouble before."

"So... let me work here, will you..."

Unexpectedly round your eyes to unexpected remarks.

I expected some of the details of the case, but I didn't fully assume this.

"You, weren't you hired by the Golden Tooth Knights? No way. You work for free?

"No, you don't."

Garnett punches me in the back of the head.

"I want to help and sin where I'm in trouble, I want to feel redeemed and easier. Daiwa, you're thinking about that, aren't you? Convenient. I'm not thinking about the feelings on the side of the hit."

Saying so in an unhesitant tone, Garnett began to look for something nasty towards the kitchen.

I can roughly imagine why Garnett hits so tight.

I didn't hear it directly from her in person, but she seems to have been murdered of her mother in the past.

Imagine if the killer came out soggy and said, 'I want to sin,' etc., and you're feeling remarkably uncomfortable.

"... Exactly. I can't deny it... but it's true that I want to make amends... I didn't do anything that would make me 'bully' and vaguely go too far... I can't stand it..."

On the dining table, Noir clenches his fist all the time.

"I don't need a salary... if I can help you, that's all..."

"Lord Luke. May I ask you one thing?"

Sakura interrupts the conversation with her hands on the knife pattern.

Seeing it, Noir shook his shoulder frighteningly.

"From what I've heard, she was captured with that brave man, right? And my sister, who divided the blood, is still a prisoner."

…………

"It's unfounded, but can't you deny the possibility that you're being threatened with magical manipulation or taking hostages?

"... well, that's..."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Sakura as well as Noir gave me a surprise look at the words of denial coming out of my mouth.

"The Silver Wings Knights should be looking into curses and sorcery with care. Otherwise, there's no way you're gonna let yourself go and leave it with the other Knights."

Mindlessly glancing at Garnett, Garnett let him snort silently and deeply.

"I wouldn't be the target, even if they sent me in for work. By the time he got back on the ground, I wasn't doing anything like selling a fight to the Demon King."

"Sure...... in reverse order. Because she showed up, Lord Luke became deeply involved in the Demon King's Castle attack."

"Right? Even if you're targeting something other than me, the Golden Tooth Knights will be looking at you severely."

I did not deny Sakura's concerns without foundation.

Silver Wing Knights and Golden Tooth Knights.

The existence of the two Knights denies the hypothesis that 'Noir is the assassin of the Demon King' - or in case it did.

If there's enough planting available to fool them through, there won't be any hands or feet where I scratched my feet.

Of course, if you trust me about the noir, the answer is no.

At the same time, however, I merely believe that there will be no need for excessive suspicion.

"If Lord Luke thinks so, I have nothing to say."

Sakura seems to have convinced herself with my explanation, and she pulled herself away quietly.

The only question that remains is whether or not I accept Noir's plea.

"The story of being hired by the Golden Tooth Knights to be a waterfront guide is still going on."

"... oh. Your job is a few days a month... otherwise you're supposed to wait..."

While Noir was talking pompous, Garnett brewed a cold herbal tea and put it in front of me and Noir.

"There you go. Don't worry, it's not poisoned."

"Ah... thanks..."

This is the herb Sylvia brought to you, simmered out during the day.

It is commonly used in green hollows instead of drinking water because it is a blend of medicinal herbs that can make foods last longer and can be left intact for an entire day after simmering.

Noir sips herbal tea and exhales with a howl.

Because of the smell of herbs, or the feeling of noir seems to have calmed down, I decide to move on at once.

"I know I've told you before, but I don't have much interest in you. He was more like his sister's hipster than a brave man. I'm not interested, for better or worse."

Naturally, some people would think it was the same crime just to acquiesce in the assault.

I don't deny that there are people who think so.

But I didn't think so. It's just that.

"It doesn't matter to me if you spend your time feeling guilty or if you feel redeemed on your own. Not if you're a brave man."

…………

"I'm not free enough to bother and blame you, and I don't like you enough to blame you for being self-satisfied. Honestly, you can do whatever you want."

"............ well then..."

Noir is breathtaking, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

"But I can't accept your suggestion. You can't do that."

"... well, I can't help it..."

"That you don't need a salary? If you let me work for free, there will be strange rumors and the reputation of the store will be lost. If you're going to work for us, you're going to get paid the right price."

"Huh..."

Always looking round my leaning eyes, Noir was desperately trying to understand what I meant by what I said.

Sakura smiles with her arms on, and Garnett turns that way with a face that can neither be affirmed nor denied.

Twenty years after the reign of His Majesty King Alfred of Westland.

Slave labour is out of date.

Whatever the circumstances, making them work without paying their salaries can only cause bad reviews.

"If you're not in the mood to receive it, use it appropriately in town. If the economy turns around, it'll be good for me."

"Ho, really, okay? Let me work here..."

"What, that face? You're the one who told me to let you work, right? I'm so busy with cats."

"Ah... thank you, thank you... Luke...!

Noir stepped himself out onto the dining table and lay his face down deep.

Damn, it's been really weird.

I'm pretty sure I wanted to get more staff as soon as possible, but I can't believe the guy whose motive is' sin destroyed 'is number one.

Whatever it is, I'm pretty sure we finally got more regular clerks.

I immediately switched my mind and decided to rethink my time allocation from tomorrow and how to get in the mood for Garnett, who seemed unhappy.