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

"... could it be..."

Definitely. That was a Mithril sword that I [synthesized] created, sold by the White Wolf Store.

"Whoa! You may not want to be an arms dealer, but decorating it like this looks great. Don't make me feel bad."

"No, I'm glad you like it."

"Thank you. If they were the weapon blacksmiths I know, they'd probably be foolish enough to use the weapon they made to decorate it, or the guy they made to decorate it if they wanted to."

Craig came next to me at some point and laughed luxuriously.

Is that still what a real blacksmith thinks?

In manufacturing Mithril's sword, I didn't do anything like a blacksmith.

Simply use your skills to [synthesize] Mithrills into a steel sword.

"I'm not a blacksmith, I'm a weapons dealer. Maybe he thinks differently than he does in real life."

"No, they're just bigots. They can't just be weird and pride high."

In front of a sword adorned with walls, Garnett looked at the displayed precious metal ornaments with interest while me and Craig, the lord of this store, had such a conversation.

I'm dressed in the same juvenile way I usually do today, but I'm always dressed in a spicy way, so I wasn't too uncomfortable watching accessories with that look.

"That's so exquisite... is this guy made by that workshop manager too"

"Yes. Half of the merchandise was created by my father, and pretty much all of these luxury items are. Apprentices like me and other craftsmen's fall one rank over my father's products."

"... I knew people couldn't judge by their appearance."

"It's often said"

Garnett is observing the ornaments in the glass case in an impressive way, reluctantly saying what I just misled.

Behind that, Kathy is laughing as she shrugs.

Apparently, the gap between many of the products displayed in this store and Craig's appearance, the workshop manager, is fairly conscious from outside of us.

"Then it's time for me to serve you some tea treats. Because celebrities have come all the way to Wang Capital, so don't hold onto it and get involved in selling tickets."

"Are we that famous? I'm not aware of one thing right now."

"Not in the Mithrill Processor neighborhood. The other industries... Ha, I don't know much about them either!

Craig walked us to the reception room in the back of the store, shaking his shoulders with pleasure.

Technically, it is a reception space where part of the living room is separated by a partition plate (partition).

In the meantime, I just lowered my back to the chair and a boy with a face similar to Cathy ran in in in a hurry.

"Oh, Father! This month's salary, let me borrow it up front!

"Colin! What a waste! You've got important customers coming, so pull in!

Craig eagled the boy's face with his big, clumsy hands and pushed him straight out of the living room.

"It hurts! Ouch! Ouch! Hey, please, Dad...!

"You're getting in with all the traveler women anyway, aren't you? Augusto, you got one? Marble, is that one seat? Or both?

"I can't believe I let you in... it hurts... because I'm just paying for the sights... a little more"

"So I don't know what I'm short of money right away! We'll talk later! All right?"

Craig sat in his chair smiling bitterly after driving his son and thoughtful boy out of the living room.

"Sorry, that's my son. I'm also an apprentice, but lately I've been feeling really colorful."

"haha......"

Get back on your mind, keep chatting while you get some tea and tea, and let me hear all sorts of stories in person about the work and management of a typical misrill processor.

Purchase Instructions. A commonly used method of processing. Union systems.

All Craig's stories were precious and interesting to me when I started my current job in a different way than normal.

Meanwhile, we talked a lot about it from me.

Of course, what is forbidden to the Royal Palace or the Knights to speak out lies down, to the extent that you don't mind letting outsiders hear it.

Craig was listening to me with joy on his cornered face.

The fact that you invited me because you wanted to hear this story was enough to convey it clearly, even if it wasn't worded.

"Still, you've often found out I'm from the White Wolf store in Greenhollow Town."

I'm going to ask what I was concerned about at the very beginning because I've finished a whole range of work-related topics.

"Yeah, I actually got these from my peers,"

What Craig took out of his desk drawer was a piece of paper that was folded into four folds and palm enlarged.

Open it and peek in with Garnett, and at the same time leak a surprising voice.

"The White Wolf Store and my painting? It's like a rough sketch...... how the hell did this happen?

"It's going to be a long time to go into detail. Do you mind?"

Give consent by hand to Craig who seems awkward first.

"... you and your colleagues in the field have rubbed it off. In short, they're thinking of building weapons out of Mithril."

"That doesn't sound like a very good motive."

"In conclusion, they meant people (...) phase (...) book (...) ki (...). Oh, don't get me wrong. What I don't like about you is two or three of Wang Du's engineers at best. Other than that, he's just like me... but I'm so excited he showed up."

Craig went on to explain in more detail after saying so in a quick way.

"Once upon a time, weapon blacksmithing here was a big deal. There's been a long war. But as His Majesty now became king and the country's territory expanded, the city's weapons blacksmiths became less profitable"

"You just have to procure weapons in the occupied territories close to the front line, so there was no point in bothering to carry long distances from the capital."

Garnett subverts the narrative from a military point of view.

"Big right. I used to be a weapons blacksmith when I was younger, but this is not the future, so I switched products. The adventurer's demand for weapons is not just as great as it was in the middle of war."

Could it be that Mithril's sword was being used for store decor because there was still something in the past that I thought was a weapons blacksmith?

"A lot of the rest of them survive on fancy routes with" Made in Wangdu "in publicity complaints, but the competition in them is fierce again. Some of them started using a rare misrill, and some of them thought about using a misrill on the blade... it's not working so far."

Craig shook his head sideways just to tell him to do it.

"Didn't it work?"

"Oh. They simply don't seem to have enough misrills. Decorative applications like ours are good enough, but if you want to make something misrillic, it's tough, isn't it?

"... Indeed. If you're going to go out of your way to get enough of it to make sense to use Mithril, you're going to have to pour in quite a bit."

I can get Mythrills on my own, so I can consume exclusively from the Royal Palace up to the specified mining ceiling.

But that's not how regular processors do it.

"Another part of those guys is looking at you as a competitor on your own, producing a lot of Mithrill gear. He said he was a scout, and he deliberately drew it on the ground."

"I see, I get it. We'll be careful on the night lane until we get back to Greenhollow."

"Ha! Stop it, I didn't mean to talk to you like that. They have reason to be."

That said, Craig drank all the tea poured into his cup.

"Most of the people who study Mithril's weapons appreciate you. Thanks to you, there's been a dramatic increase in the number of people who want misrill gear. It depends on their efforts."

Craig finishes his conversation with Smudge.

As a weapon blacksmith that used to be a business.

As a Mithrill Processor, now a family business.

For Craig, we're talking about people in the same business in a double sense.

Maybe you can't care less about their fate.

Garnett, who was taking a human opponent from me, muttered uncomfortably, knowing or not the atmosphere.

"Even so, this painting doesn't look very similar. The real one has a better side."

You interpreted it as a joke, Craig and Kathy laughed out loud for fun.

On the other hand, all I could do was hide my embarrassment and laugh in love.