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

"Kill!

Garnet stopping suddenly on the floor.

I also activate [Repair] immediately to block the wound, while blocking the wound on the broken left arm with the magic of [Repair] to stop the bleeding.

Ayle's body collapses on the spot and his severed head rolls down the floor.

Earlier we weren't fast enough or precise enough because we wielded a heavy sword without skills, we didn't get to target the fatal spots and slash them, but this is the way it would be if we could only strengthen it.

"White Wolf's! He's alive! He's alive, isn't he?

"Oh, that worked... it was pretty remarkable, to be honest"

If only I could sprinkle a ton of magic in the air, Hildo would gather the magic to activate my skills - that was the train that came to mind the moment I heard that.

I already knew, thanks to the 'right eye', that the power source of that train was magic.

Then scatter the accumulated magic and you will be able to satisfy the conditions, but it is not always a structure that can easily release magic, and we cannot destroy it with all our strength today.

That's why I decided to let you use Ayle's magical destructive power the other way around.

Reckless provocations are all cloth stones for it.

If he continues to be prolonged by weak attacks, he will be nowhere near an operation.

Of course I had a number of back eyes.

Motivating it might not destroy the vehicle because its destructive power fell short of expectations, and there was also a risk that it would normally die from the damage of the attack, as it was actually about to.

But here's the result.

We won the bet and gained the right to bring back our lives and memories safely.

"Lord Commander! Sir Garnett! You're safe..."

It was a hild that jumped out of the shadows after I guessed the settlement, but when I saw me with my left arm blown off and Ayle with my neck slashed off - this one is just a replication - I fell ill about as close to graduating.

"Oh, man. Are you okay?"

"Excuse me... I was pretty bad at blood... so much so that my consciousness was interrupted the moment I saw your stored body, such as during the Ripper (Night Ripper) incident the other night..."

Hild is showing his energy while turning his face bright blue.

With knees trembling like fresh-born deer, the sight of extreme acidity doesn't really seem to work.

However, the body of the night mutilator (nightripper) case seemed really miserable, so I don't think it's special to pass out looking at that one.

Me and Garnett were both in the fine category, though.

"Well... then I guess I shouldn't ask you to collect the parts on my left arm"

"... uh, parts, what do you mean?

"He wants to collect as much flesh and bones as possible before [repairing] his arms because the area around his arms has bounced off..."

"Hey, White Wolf's. I picked up my arm. It's only ahead of my elbow, but this connects, right?

Hildo collapsed from his knee without power after a two-stage attack between me and Garnett.

I've had a bit of a psychological paralysis lately, but maybe being impotent on the assumption that I can [repair] it later is quite problematic if I see it from the side.

Anyway, I worked with Garnett to [repair] my left arm and finally get a breather.

"... Phew, now I'm just going back to my body in [repair]... well, I wonder what's going on"

"Is that what you still left behind?

"I don't know if it's a dream or an illusion, but there's got to be a clue here that Ayle wanted to hide so badly that he's rolling all over it. I was wondering if I could check it out as much as I could."

To keep us from doing that, Ayle struck out into a jamming operation.

If you return the back, that there are just clues in this space to uncover the truth about ancient magical civilizations.

It should be worth just postponing the return somewhat.

When I was interacting with Garnett about such a conversation, I suddenly screamed that Hild had gone up.

"Yes, Lord Commander! Ayle's body...!

Looking back at something, we're all breathtaking at the sight.

- A corpse without his neck held his blood-dropping head in both arms, and he stood up shaking in small pieces.

The head in his arm peels his eyes slightly and spits the backflow of blood out of his mouth.

The battle rushes through the spine.

But if you think about it, it's not a living body, it's a mental body, it's just a replication, too.

There was no wonder, even if it was moving under different conditions than the living flesh and what we are today.

"Are you still willing......!

"... I won't let you... I won't let you..."

The 'right eye', which left it activated, captures signs of anomaly.

The flesh of Ayle collapses so that the replication of the mental body crumbles from the inside out.

And the magical light overflowed from the point of collapse, instantly increasing its brilliance.

"This guy's going to blow himself up!

"No! This is no way!

Almost at the same time that the screams of Garnett and Hild reached his ears, an awesome flash filled his sight.

Not hot. There is no pain.

I'm just dazzled, my vision and at the same time my whole body feels faint -

- And the next sight that jumped in was undoubtedly that of the White Wolf Shop living room.

I was sitting in a chair just before I was dragged into that space, Hild was collapsing in front of me and lying on the floor, and Garnett was in the shape of leaning over my lap as a result of falling forward.

"Originally... Back, or...?

"Hmm... this is... whoa!

Garnett, regained consciousness, glanced around for a while still blurry, but jumped off flashly realizing he was pillowing my thighs.

Slightly late, Hild, lying on the floor, also noticed, stood up holding his head down so he could have a headache.

"Apparently, you've been forced to pop... careless"

"There was only life to make money. Looks like you remember everything that happened over there, and I think you got a lot of stuff."

If it's just a dream, it's something you forget before and after awakening, but this time the memory remains as clear as the actual experience.

Although Ayle's replica literally squeezed out our last force, we couldn't afford to get our hands on the memory.

No additional investigation could be made, but the result would be results close to full score.

Because more than that investigation was only an opportunity to pile up more than a hundred extra points.