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

After closing business that day, me, Garnett, and the Knights of Honeyscales Hildo decided to work on the analysis of "Right Eye of Wisdom" as promised.

"Well, that's quick, but let me take a look at 'Right Eye'......!?

Hildo seems to be unable to contain his excitement and is slightly more preoccupied with the investigation.

Perhaps there is no point in this happening.

Because the research that we have worked on over the years could progress.

"Okay. Well, then, should I activate 'Right Eye'?

Sit back in the chair to make it easier to see your face from the hild.

"Let me keep analyzing it first. There may be some difference between the left eye even during normal times."

"Copy that. I don't know much about magic, thank you."

Hild stood in front of me, wrapped his hands around my face from left to right, and poured in a gentle magic as I cast a spell to whisper.

As I said to him, I'm amateur about magic, but I still know I'm not hostile or harmful to this magic.

Garnett, who is present right next door, also seems to have understood that, and was not overly alert to see how things were going.

Eventually Hild stopped chanting the spell, so I ask him about the course of the analysis.

"... what do you say?

"I don't see any difference in left or right eyeballs. I was hoping there would be some trace..."

"Isn't it an important finding on top of research to say that if you hadn't activated it, it wouldn't be different from normal eyes?

"That's right. Now let me analyze the activated Right Eye of Wisdom."

That's the most important thing, so there's no reason to say no.

I held my right hand against my eyes as I sat in a chair, [disassembled] my right eyeball and transformed it into a blue flaming mass of magic - the "Right Eye of Ji".

Hild breathes nervously.

A being I've never even seen in a living elf for a long time.

A power that dwelt in the right eye of a man later called God, special among the elves, known only by the surviving High Elves from the time the ancient magical civilization was alive.

- No, normal high elves weren't the only ones who knew this.

Demon King Gandalf.

Though attempted terrestrial aggression a long time ago, the king of dark elves was defeated by forces deep underground whose relationship with ancient magical civilizations was suspected and was seeking a relapse in the 'Demon King's Castle area'.

The moment he saw this right eye, he was also nursing, "Is that the right eye of the alphazule?"

I had no idea at that time why Gandalf could see through it at a glance, nor would I know why.

But now I can think of a convincing hypothesis.

Perhaps Gandalf, like Senator Ayle, lived in a time when ancient magical civilizations existed and met the alphazles of his lifetime.

"Now let me examine this Hild Armyfield as we cross... No, Hild Falkvang, Lord Commander's" Right Eye of Ji ""

Hild assumed his pre-exile surname and a name that he put up with, and now resumed his spell chanting by concentrating the magic of his hands only on his right eye.

It feels like two magical powers are mixed inside the right orbit.

It's hard to describe exactly what it feels like.

It's a vague and unique feeling that some of the bodies that have become gaseous seem to mix with another, or that only that part falls asleep and fades... so much that I don't know what I'm imagining myself.

As soon as Hild's magic penetrated deep into his right eye, suddenly there was an anomaly.

"Become...!

My vision tends to distort.

Did the interference of magic cause you to react poorly to your body and blind you?

The idea that came to mind was that both Hild and Garnett were immediately kicked out of their heads when they realized they were getting a standing glare.

No, I'm not the only one. Something is wrong with everyone here.

But I didn't have time to work any more thoughts.

A rapidly growing vision of Xia.

Keep away, the voice of Garnett calling my name.

Upper, lower, left, and right sensations to be lost.

The last feeling of the unconscious Hildo falling into my chest, all five senses swallowed up by Kasumi and disappeared.

- When I woke up, I was on a stone floor... No, I was falling over a roadside that looked like a stone road (...) road (...)

"Yikes... what the hell happened..."

Wake up your torso and force your still blurred head to work and look around.

Outdoors. The sky is covered by thin clouds and surrounded by lukewarm sumptuous sumptuous, but with enough light to say bright enough.

Is it some town? At least not Green Hollow.

Not like Wang Du or Tribrook again.

A town lined with long buildings, then planted with trees everywhere and accompanied by greenery.

I can't see far because of the fog, but I know it's a beautifully maintained city.

There is still flutter left, so as I walked on the exterior wall of the building, I found a metal tube running through the road surface extending perpendicularly along the wall.

If you believe the information obtained from the "Right Eye of Wisdom," which remains activated, there is magic in this metal tube.

"Magic Flow... Metal Tubes...? It's in the building over there, over there...... no way you're carrying magic from some distance via this to move the magic props in the building......?

I tried to mouth the thought that came to my mind somehow, but I don't know a town or anything with such a mechanism, and I don't know if it's feasible in the first place.

By raising his gaze, he caught sight of something like a lantern mounted on the tip of a thin column that stood regularly at the end of the road.

Not high enough to light a fire by hand.

In the first place, he tells me that the "right eye" is not a regular lantern.

"This is a... magic lamp... the same procedure as that metal tube that branched the magic flow from the mainstream below the ground onto the lantern..."

Getting the light by using magic instead of fuel is not impossible in itself.

The light sources of some dungeons also use magic luminescence, so it can even be said that they are more familiar to adventurers.

But at least it couldn't have been the land I'd ever visited to stretch it all over town with a big trick.

I thought that if Alexia's hometown and the capital city of mechanical technology was a double-tiered city, or..., that doesn't even prove it.

"Damn, if there was a noir or Alexia, I might have found out more. Should I have taught those guys something, too?

Get your mind back on it and keep going.

I tried walking quite a bit but never met another human being and on the contrary I didn't even show any signs of people.

"... I guess this is a dream. There's no way it's real."

While talking to yourself, walking through a deserted town as if time itself had stopped, you eventually reach a park-like place that opened.

Apparently this was a higher elevation than the surrounding land, and from the edge of the park we could see the flat below the elevation.

"If it's really a dream... no way this is... this dream..."

I can't believe the sight in front of me and accidentally have a drawn grin.

Cities stretching across the horizon.

High rise architecture and tall towers perched everywhere.

And most of all, it was hard to believe - that a giant tree, like a mountain, as if it had been a mixture of trees and skill, would strike heaven not only to say that I was the center of the town.