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

Divine descent - it is a secret technique that the clan of Sacraments has been studying for generations.

In the first place, 'God' is supposed to be a thing that gives human beings skills.

There are a certain number of people who claim to believe that God is a mass of power with no personality, although it is the majority that believes in him as a being with a human self.

But neither claim has ever been proven, and a few people think, as I do, "I guess' something 'exists that gives them skills, but I don't know what that is".

They say these arguments will not change not only in Westland, but also in the East, where Sakura was born and raised.

Apparently, the Sacrament clan belongs to a force that considers' God 'a' supernatural mass of power ', and Nagi belongs to a' superior race with self '.

And the Sakura clan was in the process of studying the secret art of unloading one end of the 'mass of power' that brings skills to humans into their own flesh.

- This is the divine descent.

The total Hiirokane knife that I was commissioned to build by Sakura is also a necessary offering for a successful divine descent, which enables Sakura to achieve a divine descent.

But they think there's another thing we need to achieve complete divinity.

That's "The Tattoo of Divine Descent," something Sakura just asked me to [repair].

"The tattoo of divine descent is an invisible thing."

"Yes, they say it will be visualized if fully excited, but they usually don't even know where it is"

"Okay. Then [Analysis] is the outline of the request"

Even when it comes to tattoos, they are not physically engraved like tattoos.

It was engraved into the blood muscle by magical means, and was designed to prepare it for the flesh by birth, in a way that is handed down from parent to child.

Apparently, however, the inheritance process was flawed, causing distortions to accumulate slightly over each generation.

It was difficult to navigate the study of divine descent, including the creation of a sword made of total hihihirokane, which increased distortion while generations were accumulating and created fears that it would no longer function properly.

"Just in case, there's no guarantee that the prints will perform better because they've been [repaired]"

"I know. But I want to do what I can. In case you do that, I don't want to regret it."

Sakura made him smile with his strong caged eyes.

Then you have nothing more to say from me.

Just do what you're asked to do.

"All right, then, let's go"

I put my hand between Sakura's neck and chest, concentrating on my consciousness.

First, focus on the magic of [analysis].

[Restoration] can be done later. Read the shape of the current pattern and find out what shape it should be.

Where a blurry whole picture has come to mind, the sight of a memory that is not mine spreads all over my sight.

Oh, this - the same thing happened when I [repaired] Garnett's old wound before.

The landscape you're about to see must be a memory of Sakura.

- It's a style building I've never even seen. Is it an eastern residence?

One side of the floor is covered in dry grass braided floor coverings.

It was very open, paper walls...... no, that was the door or anyway, beyond they opened, there was a garden with a calm atmosphere.

In the heart of such a hall, I - no, the young Sakura, the core of my memory, was sitting directly on the floor facing a fatherly man.

He is a magnificent man dressed in an oriental costume based on white, seeping in rigour but tenderness.

Listen carefully, Sakura.

Father speaks to young Sakura in a gentle voice.

"Bringing God down to him is the eternal sorrow of our clan"

"Yes, Father!

Sakura replied well.

That's all it conveys that she's an honest girl.

'But don't forget what's important. It must not only be drunk by the power of God. You know that.'

'... yes, of course'

I wasn't energetic in my next response, but that seemed to be caused by fear.

I'm not afraid of my father.

The events of the past that are about to be told are frightening.

"Once upon a time a man emerged from our clan who accomplished the manufacture of a scarlet gold sword. The man attempted a complete divine descent - and failed. I was overwhelmed by the power of God and burned everything down. '

The young Sakura had shrunk herself and feared the story her father was seriously telling her.

I can't laugh when it's a childish reaction.

Sooner or later, for Sakura, who will take over the divine attempts, this is an event that could happen to her.

'Don't let the power drink you. Don't forget this.'

- The scene switches in an instant.

The wooden hall that my father and daughter were talking about is burning in a bright red flame.

Sakura, who has grown more than earlier and whose youthfulness has diminished, stands in a slab hallway with a garden on his back.

It's burning.

Wooden ceilings. There's a paper wall. There's a floor knitted with grass.

And there's the thing I used to call my father.

The thing that was the father, the thing that smeared the father, was laughing aloud in his father's appearance.

"Father!

As the unusual laughter echoes, the ceiling of the wooden hall collapses, covering everything with heat and smoke -

"- Lord Luke. Thank you, I feel lighter somehow."

As soon as my vision returned and Sakura's face, smiling satisfactorily, entered my sight, I was grasping that shoulder hard reflexively.

"Le... Lord Luke?

"No. Don't use divine descent. That... maybe I shouldn't have fixed it"

"Uh... was it also an obstacle?

Sakura looked terribly confused, but she didn't try to force my hand away, she showed herself trying to calm down and listen.

"... bad, you couldn't have suddenly said this"

I double regret that I acted impulsively.

I should have been able to cut out the topic more calmly, and more importantly, if I mentioned this, I'd have to tell you the fact that 'sometimes I can read my memories in [repair]'.

But I can't help what I've spoken of.

When I honestly told him the sight I saw, Sakura laughed at me to reassure me while revealing her surprise.

"Don't worry. I think I already told you that my father lost his life by failing to bring down God. Lord Luke caught a glimpse of it."

"But..."

I wonder if the same could happen to Sakura.

Blocked from trying to go on like that, Sakura took every sheath of a total hi-hirokane knife she was lowering to her waist and offered it to me.

"My father's failure was to use an incomplete substitute offering. But I have a knife that you have tailored to Lord Luke. Not to mention the fact that even an incomplete tattoo succeeded would be hard to imagine ending up failing because of completing the tattoo, wouldn't it?

That's what they say in a calm tone, and a slight convincing sprout in my heart.

Of course, anxiety hasn't completely disappeared.

Concerns still remain, naturally.

"... more power to get you down and out of control, isn't that possible?

"There is certainly no basis for you to be completely convinced. There's nothing you can do about all this. But..."

Sakura held Hihirokane's sword and let him smile brightly.

"I believe in myself and the defensive knife Lord Luke has built for me. Wouldn't that be an answer?"

No more words of objection came to mind.

I just couldn't help but eat it down, and no, or I'm just going to be like a waste child.

"... don't just be impotent."

"Yes, of course!

I believe in Sakura and the knife I built.

That's what I concluded in my heart and decided to convince myself.