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

After the royal palace, Garnett and I decided to put our feet to the inn where the Sacraments were staying, as planned.

Hild and Ezel acted differently because they had another plan, so we're the only two people asking about Sakura.

But when he arrived at the inn, only three of his companions there were Noir and Erica, and Alexia.

"Is there no Sylvia and Sakura?"

Speak to the three people who were in the lounge.

It was Alexia who was closest to answering my question.

"I went out quite a while ago. With going to see Sylvia's grandmother or something. You have no idea when you're going home."

I heard more about it, and apparently Sylvia and Sakura left the inn immediately after they broke up with us and went to Chairman Dorothea, Sylvia's grandmother.

Garnett hung his cheeks up next door as he layered across the evil between himself.

"What's wrong with you again? You're not twisted today, White Wolf."

"Maybe I ran out of luck with that one from the recital."

When I first came here, I could only meet Sylvia and Sakura, and if I went to the inn where my insides were staying, I wouldn't be left alone and I was out sightseeing the Wang Capital, and if I came back here after the Wang Capital, this is the street.

It's a series of mistakes until it's stunning, and on the contrary, the laughter is about to creep up.

"Oh, yeah! Store Manager, Sy... Sy? Anyway, congrats!

Erica stood up with her hand against the table and gave me the words of blessing as I felt forward.

Noir is smiling happily next door.

"Really... good... here we go. I tell people... I'm drunk..."

"You've been asleep for a while. You okay? Don't push it too hard. If anything happens to you, it's important."

As far as I was concerned, it was very obvious that he was in good health, but for some reason Noir had a grumpy complexion.

It's not like I didn't like the content of the statement, it's like I blame myself for making this kind of statement.

"Fiancée, if you're here... reckless, naughty, utterly... stopped, better..."

"Huh?... Ha! I see that's how it came. Of course you care about your employees as much as you care about their health, don't you? Besides, he doesn't stand up for this either. Hey, Garnet."

"Ha!? Why are you talking to me... Oh, no, I see. I think I know my sister best. Sure, he'd be disappointed if he didn't speak up here."

Apparently, Noir thought that the exchange earlier would buy Alma's unhappiness.

I would have to say I think too much of anything.

"Oh, really...? Julia, is... to Falcon... this, or so..."

"I've been a jealous kid since I was a kid, but isn't that just because the brave guy was full of heart? Normally, you don't care."

"... get used to it, I don't... this kind of thing..."

It's about Julia at the Brave Party that Noir and Alexia are putting together to make out.

A lover of the valiant Falcon, a female swordsman who partied with Noir, and a childhood tame that Alexia spent her childhood with.

For me, she was the one who took the lead in leaving me in The Millennium Corridor in Naruto, but lately I've barely remembered the resentment either.

It's been another year since then, and you've seen the dragon man modify you to even take your self away.

But more than that, I think it was also a big turning point in my life, inspired by the example case.

Assuming he still gasped as the lowest ranked bottom adventurer even after he escaped, he might have been supposed to continue to hold a grudge against being left behind.

"With that said, the manager. My fiancée was with me when I first arrived."

"He's a fiancée candidate. It depends on what you do in the future."

"We haven't seen the guy yet after all, have we? When is the next opportunity?"

'Cause there's a situation at my parents' house over there.

Erica sighs unfortunately.

At the same time, Noir and Alexia showed a bare gesture showing interest in the topic.

"Hey White Wolf's. Isn't it a good idea to stand talkin 'with valuable material? Please give me a message and I'll pull it up."

You sensed the flow of the story was leaning towards Alma's case, and Garnett very naturally cut up the chatter.

Whatever the reason, the proposal itself is undoubtedly true.

The notebook at hand is the only unique material.

If it is accidentally lost, it is important.

"So is that. I'm sorry, can I ask you to say something to Sakura?

I'd like to ask for a translation of the materials involved in the underground exploration, so I'd like to ask the inn again tomorrow morning - I left a message for Sakura with the three of us, and then Garnett and I decided to go back to the inn.

"Is Sakura's hometown an empire? The best thing about the Oriental continent is the Empire. What if I can't read it to Sakura?

"Right...... we'll have to rely on the other Knights if we can't even look at Nagi for now"

"With the other Knights..."

Entering the entrance hall of the Inn, having such a conversation with Garnet.

Then a young man's voice echoed from the end of the hall.

"So! I told you I would refuse!

I looked at you surprised, but it seemed like a statement addressed to the middle-aged man of the companion, not to us, and the Lord of the Word didn't even seem to realize we existed.

He's angry as if he tried to push his anger to death but didn't make it.

The opposing middle-aged man was trying to persuade the young man in a troubled manner.

"But hey, you're the best fit. I wonder if you can convince me somehow. When you're done, I'll give you enough credit."

"I knocked on the gates of the Purple Knights because I wanted to learn about the Oriental Continent. I'm sorry to stick around in an underground dungeon in the back of the mountain and hang out with an exploration that might end whenever!

"But you are very close to the Knights Commander..."

"That's one of the reasons I don't like it!

The middle-aged man was also a face he had seen somewhere, but far more than that, the figure of the young man is burned to the point of intense memory.

"... Mark?

Definitely, that guy is my brother Mark.

So if you're a middle-aged man, is Justin Easton, head of the Purple Knights?

I guess it was remembered that I was among the participants in the joint recital ceremony.

Did it reach his ear that I accidentally uttered his name, Mark turned reflexively and circled his eyes just like mine?