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

Afterwards, we followed the building of the temporary branch of the Knights of the Silver Wings without exchanging any words.

It doesn't feel like you can talk to me.

Garnett had a look that made him want to say, "Are you going to head to the battlefield now," he kept whining about some bumps, and even had a feeling he was going to bite if he spoke poorly.

It's not a metaphor, it's physically like this, blah blah.

Such awkward silence was broken some time after I left for Main Street in Green Hollow.

"... Hey, White Wolf's"

Garnett leaked her whining voice as she anxiously dropped her gaze.

"I just mentioned (...) the proposal (...). You're not even thinking about taking it...?

"Not at the moment, that's all I'm saying. If he drank one of these strips, he might just lose his excuse to say no."

Avoid using unique nouns as much as possible and have conversations with ambiguous expressions.

It is in the form of an effort to be interpreted as talking about the work of an arms dealer, even when interrogated by a third party.

The proposal (...) in this case refers to the conditions that the Knights of the Dragon King 'Conditional Proponents' may present.

If you say it without covering it up, political marriage.

I can't believe it's a custom I thought had nothing to do with me, but it's about me in this way.

And the article (...) case (...) is that I don't intend to do any knightly activities, even if I'm awarded a medal, and I want to continue running the White Wolf store in Green Hollow.

I'm not sure I can truly live as a knight, but I can't accept it if it's only a nominal title treatment that doesn't have to change my previous life.

Though the Silver Winged Knights chief says it doesn't matter, the only thing I don't know what the other Knights think was the big anxiety material.

"Right...... well, you do. I can't say for sure what happened earlier. Bad. No, I asked a weird question."

Garnett exhaled briefly and then suddenly slapped himself on the cheek with both hands.

"Ugh! White Wolf's! It's a little early, but we'll go somewhere and have some mesh on the way home!

"... Oh, the Guildhouse liquor store is close from here. Why don't you go check on the guild once in a while?"

Now that I've completely broken it off... that doesn't seem like it.

I'm sure you've decided it doesn't make sense to haunt your head here.

Reminds me of what Carmine told me before on the road to the Alliance House.

- Before you, does Garnett always laugh like that?

- No, you're the only one special.

- You're special to Garnett.

- I thought you were conscious.

I rate myself as not so poorly perceived.

Instead, if I didn't have a good guess, I couldn't go on being an adventurer or something without all sorts of skills.

It was equally imperative to find a few clues, decipher the true meaning of what leaks from the other person's words and actions, and continue to act appropriately.

Of course I wasn't always successful, and sometimes I looked at him like he was terribly painful about the brave party thing, but overall I think he stood around well.

So I also intend to understand the emotions that are being directed at me from Garnett, while blurring.

Ignore the whisper of self-control that you shouldn't be complacent, though.

But - putting it on the table was ridiculous.

Reason? You won't even have to talk about that again.

"There you go. Please take your vacant seat... Isn't that Mr. Luke? Then we'll take you to your first seat."

Marida, the billboard daughter of the tavern and lead receptionist at the guild house, led me and Garnett to their seats, laughing in the same light tone.

"Principal or counter seats?"

"No, it's a privileged seat where you can eat freshly made dishes right away. You're here for dinner, not alcohol."

In the meantime, take a seat and look around inside the liquor store and guild house.

It was just a little early at dinner, but still a large crowd of adventurers are gathering.

I thought I had hired a new one and the receptionist was busy completing the reward process for fulfilling the request.

"(After all, you've got more faces you've never seen before. To see from the high cost of the gear, D- or C-rank... and is he B-rank? It's not armor I can get my hands on below C, but if it's A-rank, I'd know about the face)"

As I spoke to Felix earlier, new adventurers are gathering in Greenhollow Town.

Entry of new adventurers by certification of the e-rank dungeon, The Day Clock Forest.

Visit of the highly-ranked adventurers of arms pride and their parties due to the emergence of dragons and the discovery of the 'Demon King's Castle area'.

And the influx of diverse adventurers by the end of the Demon King's War -

For Green Hollow, it's the third transformation of adventurer entanglement.

If we think only of the economic benefits that people in town get, we can say that from here on out, it's time to make real money.

But as Felix is concerned, this also carries a risk of insecurity.

Unfortunately, not all adventurers are behaving correctly, and I also know that sprinkling troublesome trouble with the first to go, the local residents and other adventurers will knock him out.

Fortunately, there will be troops of the Silver Wings Knights stationed in Green Hollow, while the Deputy Chief Class is in charge.

This should be perfect as a deterrent or, in the unlikely event, an execution.

"I thought it tasted better than Sylvia's here."

"I guess it's because it's a premise to eat while drinking. If it doesn't fit your mouth, why don't you tell Marida?

"No, nothing. I don't hate this kind of thing..."

... Garnett, why did you re-say it there?

"Hey, Marida! Wine! Fruit pickled (Sangria)!

"Oh, Garnett, it's unusual for you to drink. This product has been used since the age of fifteen. Whiskey and brandy are still early, but this way, well, you look good."

Marida poured the wine into the glass, mixing the fruit and syrup and putting it to sleep overnight, speaking in a relaxed tone.

I was just about to ask for something too, and Malcolm, the administrator of the Alliance House, called me from the stairwell that leads to the second floor where the office is located.

"Just fine, Mr. Luke! Could you give me a little help! I'll treat you to a drink!

"... I can't help it. Garnett, I'm just gonna go."

Malcolm serves as the administrator of the Guildhouse, but the owner of the tavern just trained for the Guild, a figure almost no different from the average person.

Often I can't handle things that are out of my normal business, and I often pay for them - including liquor treats - to help.

Immediately take a trip to the Guildhouse office and clear out any work beyond Malcolm's control.

The contents were not as difficult as they were.

Though the Knights of the Silver Wings had asked me to provide material, I was just having trouble figuring out which material was being requested.

Find the material and tell them to take it to the temporary branch even tomorrow morning before returning to the counter seat where Garnett is waiting.

- That's how I walked down the stairs, and I stopped.

At the counter seat, it seemed Garnett was about to start a conversation with the two girls.

One, of course, is Marida, the billboard daughter of the tavern.

The other was Sylvia, who supposedly came with the use of the inn.

I thought I should wait a little bit if I was bickering, arrowhead, and I almost stopped thinking when I heard what the conversation was about.

"I'm just surprised. I can't believe Garnett talked you into making love."

"That's not why I'm here. I know someone... I'm talking about my sister, my sister."