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

"... tired"

Where the conditioning work was first completed, Mark lowered his hips outside the tent and exhaled deeply.

In the end, Mark powdered one missing amount of ingredients compared to the adventurers.

It must have been disastrous to be coagulous of something.

While I was doing one end of the task, one task after the other, I was supposed to pile up tons of deliverables at some point.

He complains of pain like a strained muscle in his right arm because of it.

Both Erica and the patient were happy to work, but whether fulfilling this pain is appropriate as a price for results.

I just have a pharmacist, so should I be responsible for prescribing this cure as well - I was grabbing my arm thinking of a demand I wasn't actually planning to make, and a wooden cup was gently offered over my shoulder.

"Good luck"

"The pharmacist's..."

"It's not as powerful as potion, but it's a drink that works for tiredness. It's pretty sweet and delicious."

Mark looked a little confused before putting his mouth on the cup.

Next to that right, roughly across the distance for one human being, Erica slowly lowers her hips as she holds down the hem of her skirt.

"Right hand, let me out. I've made a damp cloth."

I didn't really think he was going to bring the cure, and Mark rolled up his right sleeve as he was told in disquiet.

A rectangular cloth cut with pasty medication applied to the lining is affixed to the right forearm, which is too moving and painful and feverish, giving it a soothing feeling.

"I'm sorry about earlier. He seemed excited and weird. You're a knight, so you should get it right."

"No... you can talk easy. It's easier that way."

Mark narrowed his eyes as he rubbed the damp cloth on his arm.

To be honest, when you are awed by a large number of people who are more useful than you, rejection makes you seem miserable and humble.

- To be more precise, I feel like I'm being stuck with that fact again.

"Really, that's amazing. It's a big deal even though you're young. Our Knights... Aren't they better armed than the Knights' Medical Officers?

"Oh, my God... I'm still running out."

Erica smiles in embarrassment.

From what I've seen, is this girl fifteen or sixteen?

For Mark, it's about the time he finally just took the first step in his knight apprenticeship.

"And... this way, I'm sorry about earlier. That wasn't a good time to rely on help."

"No, no. I ended up getting the most help. But I figured... uh, it would be really bad if I was being rude... I guess that's because I hated manager Luke too"

Receiving words spun reluctantly, Mark unexpectedly struggled with a response.

"... what made you think that?

The statement itself and the interval leading up to the statement were, above all, eloquent narratives of Mark's mood.

"'Cause, look, you helped me carry my stuff, didn't you? Explain what you use in a pharmacist's job. And yet you say that and you try to say no, so what is it at first, this guy! I thought so. When I calmed down and thought about it, I guess I was reluctant from (...) - (...) k (...) store (...) long (...) finger (...) sign (...)..."

Erica carefully chooses to express herself, listening to Mark's reaction, but the content itself boldly cuts into the essence.

Yeah, I guess so. Absolutely right.

I also declared something seriously unknown to the newcomer knight, such as unwillingness to listen except for certain orders - although I was allowed to demand so - all stemming from my disgust with that man (Luke).

That's why I feel like I'm a miserable, despicable thing to drag something like that despite it being an emergency.

"... what if it is? Do you despise me?

"No, no, no! I don't know, I... I just thought that (...) Ri (...) was (...)

…………

Thoughts stop at unexpected surprises.

It was as if I could not understand what process would lead to such an answer.

"'Cause look. I hate (...) or (...) et al. (...) reluctant means that if you give back the back, you (...) would have helped me in the end, wouldn't you? That's so much too. I was wondering if I could do the same..."

"... Are you also unfaithful with your flesh parents?

"Uh, well, yeah. It's called a dream for the future, so I went into a flashy conflict with my parents. Honestly, I still don't feel like getting anywhere near home. If anything happens to my parents, I'm gonna go home and help them... yeah."

Erica laughs bitterly at the way her awkwardness and masochisty have coincided.

Mark, on the other hand, was hit with opinions from a point of view he had never even thought about and looked at the girl's side in an unprecedented mood.

"... my parents were respectable people. He was the village chief in his hometown, and he had a lot of trust from the villagers."

After various thoughts flew through his chest, poking his mouth out was a story of the past that had not even been heard.

"You've heard the captain left his hometown fifteen years ago, right? It was five years after His Majesty's reign, and it was the time when the cause of the reunification of the continent began to accelerate once and for all."

I was also prepared to be uninterested in bareback, but unexpectedly Erica seemed to listen to the story with a serious face.

"No matter how well known His Majesty is for good governance, it is impossible to zero down the burden during a massive war. Around the time the man left the village, his parents' busyness also increased to his right shoulder."

"... I haven't had a heart yet..."

"At the worst time of year, I was so seriously worried that I would fall overworked. And here's what I thought to my childhood."

I can put a lot of effort into my fist on my knees.

"I wonder why my brother hasn't come home even though his father and mother are in trouble," he said. And when I'm fifteen years old, I'm going to help my father and mother... "

…………

"But ironically, by the time I took the XV as my present, the war was perfectly stable, and my parents' busy schedule was back on track."

At that time Mark had no reason to know, but with the progress of continental reunification so quickly, his home village quickly moved away from the front line.

"I tried to turn the enthusiasm that ended in emptiness in a different direction. It was a good time to start recruiting candidates for knighthood from the common people, so if you become a knight and get a territory, you can reward your parents as much as you want..."

"So I didn't go back to your parents for long, not very much but I couldn't accept it..."

"But if your dream finally comes true and you become a knight, that tenacity is ahead of me! You're the Knights Commander, Knights Commander! Besides, my parents are happy with that!

What was accumulating overflows from my mouth the next time.

I feel like my chest can be tightened even if I remember it now when I am informed of reality.

A man who just thought he abandoned his parents and his hometown was in a position to support his parents much more forcefully than he was after himself, who was going to reward them.

I'm not human enough to honestly rejoice in this.

Without the overly attractive bait of the Orientals, you wouldn't have shaken your neck vertically no matter what.

Mark roughed up his voice and shouted dissatisfaction, so he slowly breathed and then shook his calm head to the side several times.

"... sorry, disturbed"

"You don't have to worry about it. I was the first one to talk about my misrelationship."

I wanted to say that was probably because I asked, but Erica didn't have time for that.

"I mean, why don't we just hit the store manager with the whole thing?"

"... to the captain himself?

"Yes, yes. They won't even understand what you're unhappy with and don't care if you don't tell them. Well... I did that to my parents, and I definitely lost my relationship."

A strong face turns into a troubled face, and a deluded grin.

But what Erica is saying is definitely correct - that's what Mark felt.

If you don't tell them what you think, you can't move on.

"... and I think you're just lucky to have someone to smash into. Like Sakura's parents, it's too late to even talk anymore..."

"Unknown Fire Cherry Blossom Parent? Did your parents have any misfortunes?

"What...?

Strengthen Erica's face just to say she's gone.

"Also, maybe you haven't heard? Not at all from the person?

"I had better avoid talking about the flesh parents..."

"Bye! None now! Come on, I shouldn't talk to you on my own!

Erica confused and disturbed.

At the corner of Mark's sight, where he managed to forgive it, the morning sun and the freshly bewildered light rose.

Regardless, that's not the morning sun etc.

It was the brilliance of a fierce fire pillar that stood across the hill.