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

- Finish your conversation with Sir Justin and return to the Inn Lounge, where you decide to look for Garnett and the others to rendezvous first.

There was a drunkenness spinning around his head, but the three of them could find it right away.

Because the somewhat rappy mark was hot and upbeat on a topic I'm not sure I understand, against a confused Sakura.

Exactly enough that if I had made all that noise, I would have noticed it even if I wasn't willing to look for it.

Sir Justin grabbed a disappointing shoulder from behind as he walked towards Mark with his big crotch.

"It's time to pull it up. And don't bother other ladies."

"So, Captain......!? However, I would like to ask the agnostic lady a few more questions…"

With unsightly force, Sir Justin pulled Mark out of the lounge.

"Excuse me! If I get another chance, I'll be sure to...!

Mark still didn't seem to give up, but he's taken out without a lot of resistance.

All I could do was laugh and drop off Mark like that.

I had no idea he had such an oriental rash hobby.

Fifteen years of isolation seems bigger than I thought until a while ago.

Though accidental, it has taken the form of a push on Mark's opponent against Sakura, so I shall first make an apology in that regard.

"Sorry, Sakura. Looks like your body's bothering you."

"No. I can't believe it's annoying. It's just... it's often asked about my hometown, but it's rare if you're so enthusiastic."

"If that wasn't a knight or your brother, I'd have taken him to a silver-wing jar for now. Let me hear your excuses in the clock! That's the guy you promised."

Garnett flaunted her shoulders with a half joke.

I just had trouble saying how much and how much...

"For your information, what did he ask you?

"Mainly about the culture and customs of my hometown and so much more. I thought you wanted to take this opportunity to see how accurate your knowledge is."

Neither did Garnett, who was supposed to be watching the two exchanges from the side, make any particular denials or corrections, so Sakura seems to be right about the area.

From Mark's own remarks and Sir Justin's explanations, the majority of his selection criteria are occupied by intellectual curiosity about the Eastern continent.

Perhaps, but if Sir Justin asks if dispatch is acceptable soon to come, he must shake his head vertically, pushed off by a lust for knowledge.

... Still, I don't want to think they hate me enough to say no, although I'm caged in some personal thoughts.

"That's right. Lord Luke, I will return this note. Just in case, it wouldn't be nice for me to keep it."

Sakura took the example note and returned it to me with a polite trick.

"Do you think I can decipher it?

"I've looked through the first two pages (pages) as much, but it's not a ciphertext, and I don't think it's a problem as long as you have enough time"

"Good for you. I was anxious that it might be too dirty to read because it was too bad."

Sakura laughed when she said that jokingly, putting her hand on her mouth and creaking.

"I'm used to bad brushes. Because my father was also a person who wrote these letters. I feel rather nostalgic."

Sakura's father - one of the clans exploring the mysterious' divine descent 'of the East - is now already deceased.

No one has yet grasped the identity of the gods, East or West, and some believe that a transcendent being with self exists, while others consider it to be a mass of power without self.

And 'divine descent' is an attempt to take the latter point of view, not in the far-flung form of skill, but rather to unload one end of the mighty power of the gods directly onto the human body.

But the elements needed for its realization - the method of making the knife of Hihiirokane, an offering, was lost in history, and the 'tattoo', handed down from generation to generation by blood muscles, has also progressed in deterioration.

Sakura's father, however, did not attach importance to the 'tattoo' as only auxiliary, and attempted to execute the 'divine descent' with a substitute for the Hiirokane knife as a sacrifice.

- The result was tragic.

Sakura's father lost his sanity and said he lost his life when he was burned by a scorching flame, accompanied by surrounding buildings.

But Sakura did not give up the completion of the 'divine descent', and thought that if he was an alchemist from the Western continent, he could process Hihirokane, and traveled home to visit this Westland kingdom.

Then, after a long bend, he met us, and by his evolved [repair] skills, he completed the knife and restored the "tattoo", and finally gained the "divine descent" - that is how it has been.

"... by the way, did you tell him about the divine descent?

"No way! That's not a good thing to brag about lightly."

"I knew you would. It's an important secret of your house..."

"Oh, no. Not really."

Sakura looked like she was told something unexpected, waved her hand aside and denied my thought.

"Because the divine descent may be taken as a blasphemy against the gods, if any. We're not going to teach them until we know what they're claiming."

"... right, I see. It sure is."

Now it was my turn to feel more surprised.

I didn't get around that much because I'm not very confident, but I can certainly think of enough possibilities to be taken that way.

We may need to have a broader perspective because from now on we are going to be dating people seconded by various Knights.

"Thanks. I've learned another lesson."

"Why does Lord Luke say thank you? I didn't do anything."

That's how Sakura and I laugh at each other, and Garnett sticks his neck in from the side.

"The White Wolf's. You've been drinking. It's a trick."

"You don't mean sloppy. Right...... Sakura, so hang out with me for a second. Thank you for earlier."

"Yes, gladly!

Turn your heels back and walk out looking for a different tavern than where you were earlier.

I'm sure it's going to be noisy and enjoyable, so it wasn't going to be such a quiet place, but it wasn't going to fit.