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

We have also decided on future policies, so we will leave the Arklight Bridge to change course to the White Wolf Forest.

The vast majority of the people who had stopped at the collapse of the bridge chosen to go far had chosen a route to cross the town, and few groups were found to go the same way as us.

"Even so, the White Wolf Forest was surprisingly close to the King's Capital. I had an image of you further away. Well, even if we get close, it'll take a few days in the carriage."

"That's right. Because it's so close, it's like being chosen."

I have quite a bit of time to arrive, so I make Garnett tell me stories I've never heard before.

- More than twenty years ago now, a time when the continent was divided into numerous nations and disputed.

His Majesty Alfred, who was still a one-time adventurer, was ordered to acquire an artifact as a condition for obtaining the throne of a country that would later be the predecessor of the Kingdom of Westland uniting the continent.

His Majesty spent the night in the nearest village of the White Wolf Forest, and the conversation we had at this time was a source of admiration for my adventurers.

"You may be less realistic because you weren't born yet, but at the time, every country was smaller than it is now, and it was difficult for adventurers to operate outside their own country or allies,"

"I know it's knowledge. But if you ask me, by the time you got your mind on it, you were one of Westland's best. There were dozens of reciprocal countries."

"Ha... don't hate to remind me that there's a big difference in age"

Strong, realistic memories for me, too, a look of the past for Garnett just learned as knowledge.

Striking and trembling internally at the inevitable intergenerational perception discrepancy, Generation Gap, he continues with care not to be aware of the upset.

"Anyway, that's why the trials for the selection of the heirs to the throne were also held in allied neighboring countries, not in distant lands. That was the White Wolf Forest."

"I see. Certainly that long ago, it was' foreign 'even at a distance of about the White Wolf Forest from Wang Du. I don't believe it now."

The almost unification of this continent, formerly a small (...) minute (...), in the name of His Majesty Alfred and the Kingdom of Westland, is also definitively changing people's values.

The concepts of so-called 'close' and 'distant' are its ultimate.

"... no, of the white wolf. You've certainly never been to King's Capital. Wasn't it a distance from the White Wolf Forest where you could go hard?

"We didn't even have this street at the time. The only city that had a road connection from the village was the former capitals of the countries opposite the king's capital, and I signed up as an adventurer in that town."

Fifteen years ago, as of five years after His Majesty took office, the neighbouring country where the White Wolf Forest was located had been absorbed into a country led by His Majesty.

But the infrastructure was incomplete, and I, fifteen years old, who had left the village, had no means to travel directly to the Wang capital.

"Later, with the hindsight of flying out of the village, we moved the place of activity farther and farther. At the time, the kingdom continued to expand, and there was a lot of demand for adventurers in the new territory."

"Well, when I realized it, I was far from home and from the king's capital."

"The so-called Adventurer Guild was originally an organization in the country that became the predecessor of the Kingdom of Westland, so every time the territory was extended, the territory of the Guild was also extended, and adventurers like me moved to the new territory..."

Would it be easy to understand if I were to say that the same phenomenon that brought a large crowd of adventurers together in Green Hollow's "Night's Watch Forest" and "Demon King's Castle Realm" was an era that was occurring throughout the continent?

As I nostalgic for the past while telling an old story, I noticed Garnett smiling and looking at this one.

"... what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing. Whoa, I see the lake!

Lake Titania. A huge lake with one of the continent's finest areas.

An area of water and greenery that is told that ancient nature will remain, with one of the branched shunts flowing in from the great river that flows through the vicinity of the Wang capital and surrounded by a depressed great forest.

Nevertheless, not all directions are surrounded by forests, the part located on the other side from the Wang capital has become open land, and the village where I was born and raised also exists in that area.

It used to be blocked by forests and lakes, making it quite a long journey to Wang Capital, but now the streets along the lake should have been paved and much easier - garnet the story as you spread the map in the car.

"Hmm? Is there a castle in there? No, more mansion than a castle?

At the end of Garnett's gaze was a large building nestled by the lake.

It's a brand new building that I don't remember.

"Maybe a villa built after the streets. Transportation has improved, so it's no surprise that someone is thinking about making it a vacation home."

"Sure. It's a landscape I think I like fucking serious aristocrats. For some reason, I'd like to choose a place near a spectacular view."

Rocked by a carriage in a relaxing conversation, it takes more than half a day to get through the streets sandwiched between the forest and the lake and reach a land of open sight.

"Oh, it's a village. Is that your hometown? What, now that the forest was the White Wolf Forest?

"No, except for both. There's a different vegetation on the edge of the forest, and that's all they call the White Wolf Forest."

While I was explaining that, your man was pointing his carriage towards the White Wolf Forest without hesitation.

From there, running a carriage along the outer edge of the woods for a while, the landscape jumped into view that for me I couldn't help but remember the nostalgia.

"You haven't changed, here. No, it's getting a little busier than before."

A peaceful village with no philosophy whatsoever, at the end of a village road branched out of the street.

It doesn't have any notable features, but it doesn't mean it's lonely.

It's very common, and that's why I miss my hometown.

As I got off the carriage with Garnett and stood in front of the village and was delayed (fluttered) by nostalgia, a soft voice was thrown that rocked the depths of my memory.

"Oh? Um, could you... Luke? Is that Luke?

Looking back, there was a noticeable, but never forgettable, woman of age there than fifteen years ago, with her hands on her mouth and her eyes rounded.

What to say at a time like this - the little smart excuse I had in mind can already disappear, and the words are overflowing with some, but still.

"I'm home, Mother"