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

- One dark elf crawled out of the ground shortly after Dustin tried to move to another part of the battlefield after typing in the demon spear and never winning or losing.

The likelihood is a miserable and utterly full creation.

It was obvious to anyone that the battle could not continue with the corpse spitefully in motion.

"Hino... Hino..."

Leaving it alone was hard to imagine it would be a threat, but Dustin turned to Vestri at death to stab him in the head.

It was just after that.

Out of nowhere, a figure in white fell in front of Vestri.

It was a robe heavy enough to completely hide its shape, and yet it was deeply hooded, so at this stage it could not even tell if its gender was human or not.

Dustin rolled out the Spike of the Demon Spear by packing his mistakes at full speed before deciding who it was.

The tip of a spear that slips through without response.

I instantly understood that I had been enchanted by magic, and with another spike of demon spear I swept away a space of nothing.

Now it was time for the response to tear the flesh to pass on to the spear, the blood splash and the appearance of a white robe stained with blood from the void.

Dustin engraved a glimpse of his face under the hood of a white robe into his memory firmly.

"Grr......!

A woman in a white robe emitted a dazzling light as she leaked her anguish, and the figure of the woman and Vestri was undone.

The pursuit unleashed on the hustle produced only a shallow response, and after the light had gone out, only traces of bloodshed had been left, and the figure of Vestri and the woman in the white robe had disappeared without a trace -

"- I meant to inflict mortal wounds on both of them, but if you say you were a white wizard enough to be elected a brave party member, you might already be cured."

Dustin exhaled briefly when he finished talking.

This guy's emotions were hard to read anyway, but what was in the current reaction was definitely a frightening or close feeling.

"Luke. I hear the brave Falcon was converted into a synthetic beast with a dragon, but do you think Blanc and I could be under the same measures"

"Stop listening in a far-fetched way. If you're talking about possibilities, all you can say is' there is'. Is it just your face that you saw it?

None of us have the possibility that he doesn't even know that.

If that's the case, he's lost so much life in his life hunting for the Demon King.

"What you want to hear is the other way around... isn't it possible that Bran could fall back on the Demon King, even if he hasn't undergone modifications or mental manipulation"

"The only good guess is that it's been yours for a long time."

"Thank you. [Restoration] I'm glad you thought it had something to do with it."

Discuss the possibilities offered by Dustin, exchanging casual and disgusting words like greeting him.

If he had undergone modifications from the demon tribe, just like the brave Falcon, and was manipulated as he willed, that's a guy called Force Majeure, no matter who sees it.

But if you're following your will, the story changes.

"In conclusion, I think the possibilities are full"

Continue the words without waiting for Dustin to react further.

"If Noir's testimony was accurate, Bran would have been taken out of the barn third, including the brave ones. If they show their already remodeled buddies and threaten to make them see the same if they don't obey... well, they'll fall"

In the first place, most humans would break their hearts if they received such a threat.

Unless you are also the bearer of such a resilient will or sense of purpose, you should choose to succumb to the Demon King and remain human.

"Okay. That's enough if you ask."

"Then it's my turn next. Honestly, I don't know what kind of business it is."

Strongly urged by Travis, Dustin switched the subject as he turned his face to you.

"You know that after the other day's battle, the remains of the Demon General Norzuri and the remains of the Siege Golem were brought into the Hollow Bottom Fortress."

"Whatever. What's wrong with that?"

"They were destroyed by the time they were uninvestigable. Some of the fortresses have also been damaged"

Both me and Travis lost words to an unexpected word.

Dustin took no account of this stunner and continued to disclose the information in a pale manner.

"By someone - not. Multiple earthlings were planted inside the rocks that made up the Siege Golem. It's not a substitute for the impromptu I fought for, but a high-performance individual who thought I'd made it into my head."

"Hey... wait a minute, Dustin. That's not in my ear, and how do you know that?"

Travis' perplexity is natural.

Send a gaze with the will to ask for more explanation from me too.

"What I found out. I'm just temporarily laying low on information at the discretion of the Knights. In the name of preventing unnecessary confusion. And I, unfortunately, joined the scene to help crack down, and at the end of the sentence, I was pushed to act as a messenger to you."

It was a satisfactory answer.

I'm also familiar with the fact that the Golden Tooth Knights don't like military information coming out of the open.

Apart from the good and bad of secrecy, there's nothing uncomfortable about being this kind of response in itself.

"Based on that, Travis, I hear you have a request from the Knights for your party."

"Finally to the point. What?"

"Earthlings who escaped crackdown...... no, that should be called Mad Golem. Anyway, they're afraid that's lurking in the dungeons and surrounding areas. So he wants to ask you to keep a secret security detail."

"... a direct request not to pass the guild? We don't have to go to any other party, we don't have to do anything irresponsible like that."

Travis distorted his expression uncomfortably.

The Adventurer Alliance's basic policy is not to accept requests for specific individuals or parties.

Because it is the existential significance of the Adventurer Guild to assign jobs appropriately and it makes no sense for jobs to seem to concentrate on popular adventurers.

I have a guy who brings a direct request to an adventurer to avoid this, but most adventurers don't accept it.

Because if there is any trouble with a request that did not pass the guild, the guild will not be given a shoulder replacement for support or correspondence and everything will have to be resolved on its own.

"It's a detour request, not a direct request. Early tomorrow morning, multiple requests are scheduled to be posted with content laying low in the Knights' Privilege. It's in the form of getting your party to order all of them."

"This is ridiculous! I don't like the attitude of trying to cover up hazardous information in the first place! That request is unacceptable!

I could totally agree with what Travis said abominably.

Too much common sense and eating wrong with adventurers who value the sharing of hazard information, and most importantly, they risk endangering the inhabitants of Greenhollow Town.

"And let me share hazard information widely once I know it. I'm sorry to bother you, but you're giving way there. So, you brought this story in anticipation of my reaction, huh?

"Whatever. I was sure you would refuse. I don't want to explain the situation, but it would be more convenient for me to spread the facts this time."

At the end of the day, Dustin was also completely unwilling to cooperate with the Golden Tooth Knights in concealing information.

After finding out that Travis would absolutely say no and spread the word the other way, I dared to come and pass on the message from the Knights as it were.

The reason I didn't refuse to mediate the message was my stand against the Golden Tooth Knights, or my return of interest.

I felt both possibilities were normally possible.

"I'm done with business. It's up to us to decide how to handle the information I give you. You haven't been an adventurer to Dada in fifteen years, have you? Ask the Knights to judge the Alliance..."

Dustin cleverly held the two wielding demon spears with one hand, opened the door to the room and tried to get outside, but stopped and looked back just in front.

The ghostly look was clearly directed at me, not Travis.

"Now we can't say enough that we're safe on the ground. If you're aware of your weakness, it's time to be aware of self-defense. To the extent that Norzuri kicked me over to the point of escort loving kids, it's like you can't count on me, right?

- Wait, Dustin.

Get up from the chair and stop Dustin from trying to leave the room.

"I don't care what you say about my weakness. It's a fact I'm not even willing to deny, and that's the only way I can talk to you, because I know your character very well."

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"But if you despise even my people, I won't listen to you. If you're not going to retract it, shall we crush it by the time it's impossible to [repair] even a swing of the demon spear?

I can sit back like Travis was in a terrible hurry.

The silent will to break and enter immediately if anything happens came through.

But our stare was brought down by Dustin's light spear.

"Okay, let's withdraw. I promise to refrain from mentioning it in the future. And let me change the content of the advice."

Dustin turned his back on me and threw the last word at me.

"If you are thoughtful of a particular opponent, never let him die. One loss will cause everything to be mourned. Whatever that emotion is."

"... I'll remember your liver."