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

"I don't like it, if you're a brave man. I thought the ambush was ruined."

"... Bran...!

The moment the rear-tailed noir shouted out the name of the gray-haired woman, the golden fang knights stood together with their weapons.

Blanc the White Wizard.

Be a former member of the Brave Party, twin sister of Noir.

A traitor who, after being imprisoned by the demon king's army, went down to the demon king's military gate of his own will and hostile to the kingdom.

The fact is naturally passed on to the Golden Tooth Knights as well.

It is only natural that they responded with a collision attitude.

"Well, I'm scared scared. I can't believe I don't even have time to blossom in memorabilia with my sister. If you spare me, they'll kill you."

Bran deliberately said so, turning his sleeve around and exposing his left arm.

There are things like plant roots strewn out on white, thin arms.

Something similar to a curse mark, or an unknown curse mark.

In any case, there was no doubt that it was a magical tattoo.

"Let it!

Two knights jump their weapons into their hands, plus Melissa unleashes the magic of a flamethrower.

But faster than they reached Bran, multiple 3D magic formations unfolded at the tip of the extended left arm.

An alien soldier popping out of the magic formation prevents and stops the knight's sword strike and Melissa's magic.

"The magic crest of the prototype His Majesty gave me and the modified soldier of the prototype...... it would be unfair not to have this much. You have a lot more people."

Bran's magic team spat out a few more soldiers before disappearing.

The head count is about half that way, but daring to stop at this number would mean that I am confident that I can fill the difference in numbers with quality.

But such things are only trivial.

There are more serious and serious problems ahead of us.

"of the White Wolf... they can't believe it..."

"... oh. It feels like a Falcon mass production type."

The soldier Blanc summoned was wearing a mask that produced dragon wings and tails on its body, reminiscent of the former Falcon.

"Come on, guys. Show the brave men the best power your majesty has ever given you."

The remodeled soldiers strike at the same time, as if the words were a signal.

Everyone, except me and my captive Falcon, took an immediate combat stance and intercepted the soldiers with their own means of attack.

A mass battle that began unexpectedly.

Fighting trends (sorry) are progressing in our favor, but considering that despite the advantages of numbers, the advantage stops, it is never an optimistic situation.

"Wow!

Garnett slashes a soldier who sews between the knights and sticks them in without getting a haircut in.

Still, he beats a strong spinning kick into the undefeated soldier, bouncing it outside the chaos.

"Shit......! How tough!

The moment the soldier lands, the mask that was damaged by the slaughter comes off and falls to the floor.

Seeing that face that had become dewy, Garnett looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug as soon as possible.

"These guys... you're human...!

Although his skin has been eroded by scales and his eyes replaced by reptile eyeballs of the dragon, there was no doubt that its prototype was as human as Falcon.

I can't feel human reason from their expression.

It seems as if reason has been bestially anointed and tailored to the Hound of the Demon King's Army, as Julia, who fought a while ago, did.

Captain Hazel, the golden fang, also speaks out his consent in the way he pushed his anger to death.

"Oh. Besides, he's a golden fang knight who's gone missing in battle. I believed it was done in a way that the body could not be found... but I didn't want to be humiliated like this anymore..."

Rip, and clench your fists so hard that you may hear the sound, and forcefully decree the knights of your men.

"Quickly take it down! Give the comrades rest!

"Whoa!

The morale of the Golden Fang troops soars, and the battle situation, which was close to each other, leans towards superiority at once.

And finally, Sakura slashed and lay down the first modified soldier.

"The first one! Next!"

Shortly after switching targets to push off the momentum - the soldier who had just been defeated rose loosely.

"Sakura! Behind you!

"... Yikes!

A knife wielded irrevocably takes the unintentional blow away.

Are you kidding me? Are these immortals?

Even if for a moment such an idea passes through the back of my brain, I immediately strike it off.

There must be a more realistic and legitimate reason.

You can interpret it as cheaply immortal later.

"Play... no, recover... right! Bran, it's you!

"Oh, I already found out"

Since summoning the modified soldier, Blanc had sidelined the war from the upstairs part of the blowout, with nothing to offer - it seemed.

But in fact, he was acting as a bystander and activating the healing magic unwittingly.

Immediately, Alexia sets up a large crossbow (Scorpion) and unleashes a curse and Sakura tries to be fleshy in [shrinkage].

"I'm sorry."

However, the spell bomb stopped wrapped in white light just one more step away, and even sealed the magical activation it had been planted with.

Furthermore, as if blocked by an invisible wall, Sakura failed to board directly on the balcony [shrinkage] and was thrown into the air.

"This is our castle. It's up to you to plant a defense in advance. But if you really get hung up, you could get broken. So..."

At the next moment, the top of the high blowout - the glazed ceiling was breached from the outside.

I didn't call for backup.

Half a dragon and a half winged across broken glass.

Julia, who left the human face only on her upper body, breathed in with her wings wide open in the air.

"Gaaaaaa!"

Flame runoff thrown out from directly above.

Noir and Melissa responded to the unexpected flames (braces).

The magic activated by both of them offsets Julia's flames, causing the aftermath to blow hot air.

A second shot of flame pours down without intermittent hair, and further heat waves scorch the skin.

If an attack other than magic were to arrive to that height, it would be about Alexia's large crossbow (Scorpion), but this would be difficult to hit even if the flames were fierce.

Alternatively, there is the hand that Sakura and Nagi flesh out with their mobility skills, but there is no guarantee that they can challenge their flying Dragonman opponents to win an air battle from the front.

"Julia......!

"Fuck! Golden fangs! Let me go!

Alexia looks up at the changed Julia and loses her words, and Falcon turns away from multiple restraints on her own.

"Don't be stupid! You know where you stand!

"I'm the only one who can fly like him! Or let the Orientals go in and throw them away?

"But you..."

"Please, let me go! The wings aren't in the book yet... he wants me to stop him!

It was an incredible, heartfelt plea to be released from Falcon's mouth.

Captain Hazel had a distressed look on his face, and made a decision.

"Yeah, I had to! Miss Alexia! Miss Noir! Unbind Falcon."

"You don't have to."

I poured [disassembly] and [restoration] magic all at once with my hands like a slap on the back of a restrained Falcon.

The restraint is [disassembled] and scattered, and the injured and distorted wing regains its original shape.

"Become...!

"For all the trouble I've caused, I'm going to have you work dying. This isn't going to be even 10% of the nuisance fee."

"Luke, you... thankyou for what you've done... no... whatsoever... oh shit...!

Falcon expanded his brilliantly recovered wings and flew in a straight line over Julia.

"We'll talk later! Wait outside, motherfucker!

Thank you. But it was helpful. But is it a struggle to just say that, that guy?

Anyway, I thought I had to contribute to the fight, too. Arrowhead, Captain Hazel has made a suggestion to deny it.

"Lord Luke. You need to leave."

"... you mean leave this place to me"

"Bran's role is probably a stumbling block. You need to get your own people out of here. The best we can do is destroy the walls and send reinforcements."

I was confused by the sudden suggestion, but I couldn't think of a reason to deny it.

The only thing that keeps us all here, no matter what Bran thinks, is the kettle that Bran thinks.

"... ok. I'll take Garnett and Sakura. Good luck."

"Please also bring Miss Alexia and Miss Noir. We'll be fine."

Captain Hazel told me that, but I shook my head beside him without hesitation.

"Those two are just trying to fight their cause. I can't interrupt. Best wishes to you both."