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

Whatever it is, it won't start unless we go check on the Arklight Bridge, which reportedly collapsed.

Garnett opened his mouth abominably as he boarded the ready carriage and restarted, moving on for a while.

"Steady, brave man... you don't have a very good impression because of Falcon"

"He's not the only one who's brave. There are dozens of people all over the continent, so there are legitimate people in the world."

Once truncated me at the bottom of the A-rank dungeon, The Millennial Corridor of Naruto, torn by Gandalf the Demon King and transformed into a dragon man, a man temporarily hostile to humanity, the valiant Falcon.

It's rude to the other braves to see him as a typical example of a brave man.

A brave man is a being whose strength is recognized by the royal palace and whose purpose is to consider demons and demons that pose a threat to humanity.

The crusade of demons that got out of the dungeon was also part of the job, and the brave men reported in earlier newspapers had played a proper role.

"I mean, what are you gonna do with the Falcon thing at its roots, not me?"

"It's not like I have it in my roots... but I don't know, it's frustrating. I guess it would have been different if it wasn't for you..."

"Thank you. But I'm gonna cut it off, so you don't have to worry too much about it."

In other words, I didn't feel bad because it also means they care that much, but I'm also sorry to offend you for this reason.

With an unspeakable sentiment, the carriage rocks me to the Arklight Bridge.

Many carriages and travelers were traveling smoothly to and from Wang Capital, but now countless people on the banks of the Great River were eating stops.

"This guy is cool. There's no sign of the bridge."

Get off the carriage with Garnett and observe the current situation from the riverside through the crowd.

"Of the White Wolf, is this going to be repaired?

"Wait a minute."

Try to get your hands on the river water and flush the magic of [analysis] to the bottom of the river.

I don't see any remains of the bridge as far as I could grasp.

If there was any wreckage left on the bottom, I could have [repaired] it with all my might, but this doesn't allow me to apply my hand

"You can't. There's no wreckage. There's no way to repair it."

"Damn, the guy who knows the situation for now... whoa, how about that guy"

By the river, the knights and the group are organizing the crowd.

Exactly, although I'm not wearing any armor, the outfit and standing behavior is clearly that of the knight, and I could tell it from afar.

"Excuse me. I'd like to talk to you for a second."

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm having a little trouble."

According to stories I heard from the knights, the Arklite Bridge was mostly made of wood, so the wreckage destroyed by Cesarpent almost flowed downstream.

Because of the wood, aging had been going on for a long time, and on this occasion it was decided to rebuild it in stone, but it was not until a little later that the work would actually begin.

At present, the passengers who are eating stops are transported by boat, but carriage of carriages is not allowed due to the size of the boat.

The carriage was left to cross the river and switch to a boarding carriage on the other side.

"By the way, where are the brave men who defeated Cesar Pent? And I don't see any more bodies of Cesar Pent."

"The Adventurer Alliance cleaned up the body of the Warcraft immediately. A line of brave Ethel left soon, and now I don't know where he is."

Brave Ethel - a name I've never heard of.

Maybe he's a brave man certified by the royal palace and shallow in the sun.

I could ask roughly what I wanted to know, so I decided to join Garnett for an opinion once.

"Riding a carriage? What do we do?"

"You don't really care. Simply late, and it's not the same as going far, is it?

Apparently Garnett is not in the mood to use the passenger carriage.

The speed at which the carriage travels varies depending on the number of horses connected and the size of the body.

Simple story, if you have a lot of horses and your luggage is light, you can move fast.

In that regard, it is difficult to say that riding carriages are under good conditions.

It would inevitably be heavier 'loads' if a large number of people got on board, and in this situation we would put as much on board as possible at a time, so the speed of travel would be as if we could not expect it.

"I can't help it. In the meantime, suppose we leave a letter on Green Hollow that says it's later than planned and think about the route around"

"Letters?... Oh, there's hauliers all over there if you ask me. You're just making money here."

Out of the crowds that have squandered on both banks of the Great River, about 10% seem to be transporters rather than travellers.

Crossing ships, boarding carriages, and luggage hauliers.

As if adventurers flock to a newly found dungeon, a variety of vendors are gathering to miss the sudden time of earnings born in the ravages of Cesar Pent.

If I had been able to [repair] the bridge, I might have been pleased by the travellers, but those vendors might have sincerely resented me.

Let's go back to the carriage.

I even turned back to Garnett and the carriage, where I also decided to turn in the carriage owner to think of a faraway route.

"Right...... for one thing there are about two candidates for roundabout"

Your man spreads the map and explains to us his candidacy for another route.

"The first is the path across the upstream street bridge. It's easy to replenish as it passes near some towns, but you're going to be appropriately far away."

Just look at the map. I know that very well.

The paths are heavily distorted to stop in multiple towns compared to the streets originally planned to pass are close to a straight line, placing more emphasis on convenience on the road than on the shortest routes to see.

"The other is a detour along a downstream lake. This is an extremely large lake. It is assumed that it will take at least two days for a carriage to circle, and it will take time, even if it is not as long as the former route"

"Which is better than switching to a passenger carriage?

"I was wondering if I should bypass the lake. Above all, riding a carriage is not a pleasant environment."

I am only accustomed to long journeys by carriage and your opinion was quite helpful.

The best way to bypass the lake is under these conditions.

"And the lake is surrounded by scenic land patterns. The nearest is also the mysterious White Wolf Forest, so I was wondering if you could take this opportunity to stop by."

- Correction, I knew we'd stop.

Oh yeah, it was totally out of consciousness because it was too big, but this lake had this (...) been (...).

"I knew we'd go from the upstream streets. They're really lonely around the lake, so it's tough in case something happens."

"No! It's settled this way!

Garnett wrapped his arms around my shoulder from behind and gave me a full smile when I went.

The meaning of a smile is conveyed with a twinge beyond words.

The color of pure joy, without any mixing of feelings like malice or letting you get in trouble.

"I wanted to go to your hometown, too. Hey, you know what?

"... well, how can you not keep in touch with one another forever"

It's not like there's a reason you can't go home.

I'm not inconvenient with face-to-face.

It's just that there was an awkwardness fifteen years after I couldn't make it, while I said I wanted to be an adventurer and fly out of my hometown.

Later, in addition to that, the dramatic changes in the environment since coming to Green Hollow have been too awesome to report.

But you can't keep me out of touch forever.

I've always thought that I had to tell you about the Knight Symphony and my relationship with Garnett as soon as possible.

If I had put it behind me for a reason that it was just mind preparation, I would surely keep putting it off forever.

"I also need to report back to my parents and brothers about you. That's right. I can't report all of this."

"Oh, you......! That's not what I was thinking..."

While Garnett was clouding his words and wandering his gaze, the man of your lord took his seat off with an unfamiliar face and took care of his horse's equipment as if he had just said 'I haven't listened to you at all'.

... After all, can it be a care after grasping the circumstances of Garnet?