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

Warehouse Street stretches around the canal.

A neighborhood that is busy during the day but creeps back at night due to its role of storing loads unloaded from transport vessels.

There is an intense smell of blood from behind the back road stretched across it.

Fifteen years of experience living as an adventurer had sensitized me to the smell of rot and blood.

Because there is likely to be a cause that causes people to die near the smell of this hand.

A kind of trap if it's a labyrinth.

Cannibal Warcraft if it is a dungeon that encloses the natural environment.

And if it's all over town, it's some kind of accident - murder.

Garnett came to the same idea as a knight, and we switched our thought circuits at the same time, pointing maximum vigilance at the back alley.

"... what to do, Garnett"

"Thank you very much. Go to the closest Knights' Stuff..."

But the events that happened shortly afterwards make it impossible to stay that long.

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A scream that echoes on the back road.

Desperate footsteps to rush over as you fall.

I tried to give the sword to Garnett for once, but noticed the identity of the person running ahead of it.

"Colin! What's wrong, what happened!

"Ruh, ruh, Mr. Luke! Him, people have been slaughtered, come here, killed...!

Shortly afterwards, the tall metal sound of the sword bumping into each other rang.

Gaze with Garnett and nod at each other to decide immediately what to do next.

"We'll see how it goes. You get me a knight."

"Ha, good!

Give clear instructions to a completely confused Colin.

At times like this, humans can't move at their discretion.

Send Colin out and immediately throw his sword across the sheath to Garnett to rush into the back road.

Twice and three times and the sound of a sporadic sounding sword trident.

The smell of blood getting thicker every step of the way.

The source is a crossroads in the warehouse district - ahead of you turning to your right?

Make a sudden stop in front of the bend to see what's going on first.

There were three men in the hands of the sword of the stripper, and two unspeakable bodies.

The three living people seemed to split into two in front of them and one in the back to stare at each other and ask each other for gaps.

"... that's a silver-wing knight"

"The three of us?

"No, those are the two in front. The other one... I think I've seen it somewhere..."

"No way, he..."

The man in the back slowly packs an intermission a few steps forward, so that he can see in good shape.

A swordsman who lowered his bloody sword sloppily and sparkled his glistening eyes on his wrecked face.

"Bruno, is it"

Almost at the same time I squealed like that, Bruno laughed invincibly and threw provocative words at the two knights.

"Oh, come on. It was self-defense to smash these guys, wasn't it?

He hangs his arms around without even putting up a sword, showing a marginal attitude that doesn't make him feel any rush, but then there's no gap at all.

Even if the flesh decays due to illness, the fact that the survey and skill are not dull is clearly conveyed only by the sight of that figure.

"You guys were watching, weren't you? Where these guys attacked me first. You've been keeping an eye on me, so I'm not gonna tell you you didn't see me."

"I said the situation would be heard at the clock. Hand over that sword as evidence. If you don't follow the instructions, you have to control them."

This short exchange alone could have guessed the approximate history.

I have a rub with the two people who were killed and for some reason, I have been cut off on the grounds that they have been attacking me from the other side, and the knight who witnessed it has been asked to throw his sword away - this is Bruno's claim.

But conveniently the knights were present only because Bruno was alert and tailed from the beginning.

And as far as the knights' reactions are concerned, the reason they were tailed would be because they were wary of blade wound sharpening. But......

"... why won't he give me his sword..."

That's where I don't understand.

Whatever the circumstances, at the time the knight witnessed the scene of the murder of a person, it should be best to submit the evidence as instructed and entrust the judgment.

There's no benefit where you defied without meaning, let alone even suspicious claims of self-defense if you resist with a sword trident.

"I only recommend it again. Bruno with triplets rock. Give us your sword and accompany us. If you do not follow the instructions, you will control them by force."

"Ha... you really want to look into this sword? I can't help it. I guess we'll just have to choose another option."

Bruno lifted his hair with his left hand and had a disastrous grin.

"If the number of corpses falls apart into four, it's solved. Now I'm gonna carve it up like I don't know anybody anywhere."

"You......!

Bruno steps in and slashes the two knights who take the erection at a fierce rate.

The moment the sword and sword clashed, the sound of doubtful ears echoed in the back alley.

Bruno and the two knights wave their blades as they gain momentum, slashing and tying each other at an unexpected rate.

I don't think he fell ill. Sword Strike - if he didn't know Bruno, he might have thought so.

"... Bruno's guy, I knew he was weak (...) and (...) or (...) would (...)"

"That's what makes you weak? I don't suppose you'd say the knight with the silver wings is weak."

"No way. Because you're trying to catch me alive as a suspect. Bruno should be dead soon if we're both serious about killing him."

"You said you could still win this in full season? Jokes are tough."

Leaves a bitter smile as Garnett peeks through the shadows.

I didn't want to deny that hypothesis.

Because it is a fully possible consequence.

Eventually Bruno, pushed off by a series of strikes between the two of them, jumped backwards with a hand wound.

His right arm was deeply slashed and he was bleeding heavily, and, in common sense, it was thought impossible to continue the fight, but the wound instantly blocked and the bleeding also stopped.

"[Self-regeneration] Skills. It was one of his sources of strength... but you still couldn't beat the disease."

Bruno rebuilt his sword without realizing we existed, just saying it was a rearrangement.

Arrowheads I thought I'd talk to Garnett about whether I should keep hiding like this or give the knights a hand - there will be an anomaly in the back alley that I didn't expect.

"Ha! Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet!

Bruno tries to slay the knights again.

Behind it, the white blade turns brilliant.

Fountain-like blood erupts from Bruno's neck, dyeing the warehouse walls with dazzling blood.

Behind Bruno's fall was a dark shadow hiding his face with a hood.