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

A New Night's Ripper Case in Memory - What I want to tell Travis and Theodore is not about the backdrop of the case, but about who the killer is.

An autonomous doll-shaped golem made with technology that does not even extend to the Demon King's Army.

The guess is that it was Gandalf the Demon King lurking deep in the realm of Demon King Castle who sent them to earth.

If that's correct, deep exploration will involve the risk of encounters and engagements with him (...) and others (...).

This information is of a nature that must be shared before exploration begins.

"- That's all I can tell you. Think of it like breaking news. I think more information will follow from Alliance headquarters."

Telling the Green Hollow adventurers about the people the Demon King's Army calls' true enemies' and the puppets that caused the Ripper of the Night (Night Ripper) incident is not something I have decided to do at my discretion.

When I found out I was headed back to Green Hollow, a representative from Alliance headquarters asked me to be the messenger to pass on the bulletin.

The formal transmission of information from Adventurer Alliance headquarters comes after the detailed analysis of the puppets who are the culprits has progressed.

"Oh man. I thought there was supposed to be an unknown threat lurking, but this guy is just unexpected. You think it's an autonomous golem that behaves indistinguishably from humans? Hard to believe..."

"At the point where the Demon King's Army was torn, it was definitive that he was the opponent beyond people's knowledge. Reality always goes beyond imagination."

"You gave the Golem the perfect personality, and then you sent him in as disposable as an assassin. Gandalf, the Demon King, is convinced that he worshipped the dust."

"But we can't decide to ignore him more than he (...) et al. (...) may be leaving the dragon unattended...... Hmm"

Travis and Theodore both had a serious look on their faces and seemed to be considering rethinking their exploration plans in their minds.

They are virtually the highest A-rank of adventurers.

Those who excelled in their ability to fight and survive on a personal level will never be able to get to them, who excelled in their ability to (...) probe (...) thorns (...) to (...) succeed (...).

Of course, some guys have climbed to A-rank in the solitary (solo) exploratory center, but those people also accurately perceive the "threat lurking in the dungeon they challenge" and "the danger that can be as a possibility," standing around without overestimating or underestimating.

- Even Bruno, the bloodstained blade who showed ugliness in the night cleaver (nightripper) case, once did.

Unexpected threats lurking in the 'Demon King's Castle Realm' that we plan to challenge, and we can't seem to immediately discard and rethink our traditional plans, B-rank, or C-rank at best, would be the Mountain of Seoul.

The kind of guy who cares about the costs and other things he's spent getting ready for so far here and thinks about the option of not changing his plans is definitely dead before he gets to A-rank.

Ordinary people may take it for granted, but this is surprisingly not the case.

Few people ever embark on reckless exploration without correct cognitive distortions, thinking that they are okay.

"Okay. Thank you, Mr. Whitewolf. Exploring the deep realm will be postponed for a while and you will be ready again. As far as I can tell, I can't wipe my anxiety away with my current prep."

"But Dear Theodore, Then the cost will increase even more."

"It's a necessary expense, Maria. It is a fool's business to spare money and lose money that cannot be recovered. If the economy doesn't allow it, there's still plenty of room in our case."

"... Yes, sir."

Maria agreed with a glimmer of dissatisfaction.

I somehow know what she's thinking.

Maybe you wanted me to come to the idea of withdrawing the exploration plan itself.

I know it's not a good idea for a family son to throw himself in danger as a guide, but expecting that from Theodore is impotent.

"Then I'll let you know when the proposed amendments to the plan are consolidated. In the meantime, I guess we'll wait for more information from HQ."

"As promised, I'll help you as much as you need my help. Until then, I'll give priority to the weapons dealers."

Theodore takes a seat one foot away, takes Maria and leaves the rental conference room behind.

There were three people left indoors: me, Garnett and Travis.

This is no longer a good time to cut out the other case.

"Hey, Travis. It's a different story..."

"We're done talking about work, so you're talking about privacy next. It's unusual to consult with that hand from you. Don't hesitate to talk."

"Oh...... no, it's not my consultation. There's someone who wants you to introduce yourself to."

"Are you interested in joining the party? We'll see each other in person before we decide."

... cut the words once and scratch your head gently.

Apparently, what I'm trying to tell you is not in Travis' imagination.

"It's a woman. There's a girl who wants you to introduce her to someone different."

Travis managed to squeeze out words this way as the tension suddenly solidified as if it had pierced his spinal cord, distorting his expression in haste and perplexity.

"Oh, you... you know I don't like women...?

"That's why you're purposefully trying to talk in a changed seat. It's not like you hate women or that you have to be a man, is it?

I know this guy doesn't like young women since that was the first time we met, but I have no idea how that happened.

Because he didn't even try to talk about it, and there was no reason to bother pursuing it.

"I know your 'bad'. But I don't know why, and I don't know if there's any more rejection than 'I don't want to deal with you because I don't know how to deal with you' in the first place."

"... sure, maybe I did. We've known each other a long time, but I don't think we ever dared to talk about it."

"If you don't mind telling me. I don't know why, but I'm willing to tell her I couldn't."

Travis thinks in arms.

I accidentally wondered if Garnett had taken his seat, opening the door to the conference room and trying to get out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Sometimes it's hard to talk when I'm around. I'll wait outside."

To put it that way, Garnett closed the door after the room shortly after stopping.

"... you've got me worried"

Travis distorted his mouth and gave him a bitter look, looking at me like he had decided to.

"Okay, let's talk. But it's not a big deal. I just didn't tell you because it's an extremely personal history. Don't expect me to get excited."