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

Afterwards, I - no, not only me, but all those who rent space from the Hollow Bottom branch were to be busy getting ready for the front.

Because of course the paperwork needs to be done, and we need to prepare ourselves for the opening of the store.

For example, the work of decorating the space that serves as a store, transporting display shelves and vaults, and taking a lot of time is on the horizon.

Stores aren't the only ones that need to be prepared.

The hassle of preparing the products to be dealt with there is also enormous.

Especially in my case, this is the bigger problem.

In order to be able to provide a sufficient number of goods at the time of opening the branch, large quantities of obsolete weapons procured via the Alliance had to be [repaired].

Of course I had to ask Noir, Erica and Alexia for additional work, but I definitely have the most when it comes to just the amount of work that has increased.

I spent my free time over the course of a few days, steadily proceeding with my work, and eventually by the time my extra thoughts were completely out of my mind -

"Done...... yah......!

Finish the last wave of [restoration] and lie on your back on the floor of the living room.

The living room was stacked with crates filled with weapons and protective equipment, leaving less than half the original living space.

It's totally dark outside, and I'm hearing birds ringing at night from outside the house.

"Good day. It's not bad I can't help you with this."

"We've been pushing for other jobs, so it's just like each other."

Garnett stood beside my head lying on the floor, bent forward and peered into my face.

Due to my busy schedule here these days, I haven't had a chance to talk to Garnett about not getting involved in work.

Was it good or bad at all?

It may have been nice not to have had to remember the troubles of the unanswered, but being face-to-face with Garnett again in this way, I feel inexorably for a period of time that I could only talk about my work.

"So, what do we do? It's a lot late, but you want to go out for dinner? The tavern's still open."

"... right. Will you finish your bath at last?"

Instead, get up and get ready to go out.

In the meantime, keep thinking about what you're going to talk to Garnett about on the road.

Do you want to hear about Garnett's father, former head of the Silver Wings Knights?

Ask how long the escort mission will last.

Or talk about the 'romantic consultation' I used to have with Sylvia and the others - no, this is not good. Let's take it off the candidate.

In the end, the topic was narrowed to one just before I locked my house and tried to head toward town.

"Dorothea from the Sundial Chamber of Commerce told me what your father is... not very reputable?

"Sylvia's grandmother? Well, my father's an old man, so I guess he doesn't think much of me from that type."

I thought it had become a rude way to ask, but surprisingly, Garnett flatly affirmed it.

"No, have you ever taught me anything about my family structure?

"I think the former captain is the father and the Carmine captain is the brother."

"Well, not at all."

Garnett started talking a lot about his family with the same mouthpiece that really just chatted.

- He says Garnett is the youngest sister of five brothers.

Technically, the three brothers and sisters are the sons of their ex-wives, and only Garnett seems to be the children of their remarried counterparts.

I've only heard of the circumstances around here before.

The eldest son was so hard-line that he was said to be a living copy of his father that the eldest and second son were in a position to endorse the hard-line father and brother.

Captain Carmine, whom I am familiar with, was raised relatively freely because of his subtle position as a third man, apparently in a position that was abandoned in half as a rampant prodigal son.

It is also a convincing background that Captain Carmine's personality is that way.

However, his eldest son, who was his successor in the middle of (and not least) the war, died in battle.

The second son also fell ill or cursed again - Garnett said he was not familiar with the circumstances - and he couldn't succeed the governor, and Carmine, who was wandering around the place, was brought back.

Shortly thereafter, defeated by an army led by Alfred the Great.

A replacement of the leader was ordered as a condition for surrender, and the regiment was reorganized in the form of the Silver Wings Knights to this day, he said.

"... still the former captain retains a lot of influence... I guess that was the story"

"My brother works hard too, but the status quo is almost mutual. The knight at the scene is held up by his brother, but when it comes to clans and" houses, "he's still in good hands."

I've lived a life far away from the circumstances of a knight's clan, but I can't help but imagine the amount of hard work I'm having just listening to.

Garnett seems to be in the same mood, and he's been talking with a bitter smile since just now.

Nevertheless, if I realized it, I'd been talking about stepping in for a long time.

A little more to the whole town of Green Hollow.

By the time I get to the tavern, can I bring it up if I still have one or two topics?

"By the way... you were sent here on escort duty, weren't you? The Demon King War is over, but are you still on assignment? I don't know if it's going to end..."

Though I tried to calm it down, I could tell that my heart was pounding like a pain.

If they return that the mission is due to end.

What reaction should I have then?

"Come on?"

Garnett's response, however, was blatant.

"... what? No, come on, what is it!

"You can't help it. I don't even know when it's gonna end."

"Even though it's my job?

"In the first place, I was instructed to escort Luke from the White Wolf Forest until I had a release order."

Garnett circled in front of me with his big crotch and gently poked him around his chest with his white, thin fingertips.

"The Knights Commander and Deputy Commander are all here to say nothing, so you can accept that maintaining the status quo is the policy of Silver Wings. You don't have to think hard."

"Does that mean... that the escort deadline wasn't set from the beginning?

"Simply put, yes. You convinced?

Convinced and nothing, completely sincere.

There is no such thing. If I double-checked the details before I thought about it, it would have been a problem that I had solved in one shot.

"Hey you... you think I'm gonna be gone, and you've been anxious for nothing?

Garnett peered into my face with a nigga laugh.

I know it was a teasing statement of purpose, but it was so neat in my chest that I accidentally give a response that I don't take care of one thing.

"Oh, I'm really relieved. I was really worried about what I'd do if you were gone all of a sudden."

"... Huh! Oh, you! More like this there......!

Garnett suddenly hesitated, turning her back on me and rushing out a few steps.

He then raised and lowered his shoulders once to prepare his breath, clapping his shoulders with the same voice tone as usual.

"Whether I withdraw or not depends on my brother and... later on my father. Until then, I'll protect you. Well, what if you're the Silver Winged Knight..."

That's all I said, Garnett cut off his words and shook his neck to the side.

"... No, let's not talk about this now. In the meantime, let's just go get some dinner!

Garnett gave him a glowing smile without looking back.

It's like trying to cover up another emotion with that glow.