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

The second morning, welcoming in the neutral city of Athlopolis, was filled with refreshing air as if it were different from before.

Bright morning sunshine is slipping through the window of a building like a wooden dwelling integrated with a tree, a bedroom assigned by the city's administrator, Fraxinus the Tree Man (dry ad).

Naturally, this is not real sunlight.

Extending deep into the dungeon, the hills, forests, and vast underground spaces enclosing several rivers and underground lakes are repeatedly lit and lighted out in tandem with the terrestrial time zone.

"(... while I'm at it, you're sticking your neck in an unthinkable situation)"

Wake yourself up from an unfamiliar bedroom and shake your sleepy head to recall what happened until yesterday.

This hierarchy is where mankind and the army of Demon King Gandalf once waged war in the 'Demon King Castle realm' of underground space, reaching after the defeated Demon King Army.

The White Wolf Knights (we) were tasked with overseeing the adventurers exploring the dungeon and making alliances with the Royal Palace and other Knights, as part of which they were to meet with the administrators of Athlopolis.

Administrator Fraxinus requests the resolution of the anomaly afflicting this hierarchy - a situation in which the light in the ceiling (sora) is lost and the night is no longer dawn - as a condition for the use of Athlopolis by humans on earth.

Accepting that condition, we managed to regain the light of the ceiling after a number of difficult experiences, including fighting the ice Norzuri, one of the four demon generals of the Demon King's Army, and fighting the death of the warcraft Scoll, once the family of a catastrophe that was about to destroy the world.

"(Okay, it's not a dream. The windows are full of demons, too)"

I go down the sleeping table to the window and drop my gaze on the delightful residents on a refreshing morning.

Lizard Man to Fishman to Lizard Man.

Normal elves to dark elves to dwarves.

Some tree people (dry ads) and some ghosts (orgasms).

Exactly. The creatures classified as demons rather than demons - like, for example, goblins - are not found, but are a muddled sight of a known demon exposition.

Athlopolis is a town where all races are listed as benefiting from neutrality as long as the conditions offered by the administrator are complied with.

But I had never seen a human being other than us, and the inhabitants were made up of only different kinds of demons.

This is simply because humans on earth have reached this hierarchy because it is a very recent event.

No matter how many race-neutral cities there can be no inhabitants of races that do not exist in this hierarchy.

Of course, in the future, adventurers will use it as a base for exploration, and there will be many opportunities to see the human figure throughout town.

With that in mind, I first tried to get to work on my morning self esteem, and a fine garnet came out of the shower ready for my room.

"Uh, refreshed. I thought warm water felt good."

"What? You've already tried it"

"I got it made because of you, so it's rude not to use it, right?

While wiping her wet hair with hot water, Garnett unraveled her hips down to the chair.

Because of the special nature of the buildings lined up with trees and dwellings, the showers of this building are of the specification that only water comes out.

I know you're thinking about fire prevention, but there are some tough things for us humans.

So what Noir made me was a demonic prop that heated the water by attaching it to the mouth of the shower.

He said to think it was a connection until we could have equipment for humans because it was disposable, but as far as Garnet's reaction is concerned, it seems to be a satisfactory performance enough.

"So, for a while now, you can mean a 'wait' attitude."

"Oh, because when the adventurers arrive, and we're not ready for Fluxinus, we can't get ahead of ourselves."

The establishment of an Athlopolis-based exploratory system and the gathering of information from administrator Fraxinus on ancient magical civilizations - the immediate work of the White Wolf Knights can be greatly divided into these two.

The former require the involvement of an adventurer party that actually performs the exploration, so it can only be prepared at a minimum lower level until their representatives arrive in Athlopolis.

Fortunately, we know that the bird model, the demon released by Noir, arrived safely at the nearest campsite with our message.

Later, you will receive a communication from the campsite to the main unit, just waiting for the personnel seconded by the main unit to arrive in Athlopolis.

The latter will have to wait for Fraxinus to finish organizing the information.

Ancient magical civilizations are distractingly old civilizations, and if Fraxinus lived since that time, it is necessary to evoke so old memories.

If you just talk on the spot about properly remembered memories, you really get a question mark on the accuracy of the information.

That's why I needed time to organize my information.

"Even if I do, I can't be dazed until I'm ready. What's the matter?"

Garnett got in trouble and rubbed the back of the chair with his face. Just then, he heard us calling from across the door of the room.

"Excuse me. Master Luke, if you'll excuse me."

It was the tree man (dry ad) Populus who came to visit the room saying he was the messenger of the janitor Fraxinus.

Me and Garnett were to be led to a room that was co-located in the Grand Capitol that year after finishing their morning duties at the behest of a young treeman (dry ad).

"Master Luke. Have you talked about the Council of Athlopolis?"

"No, you haven't heard it yet. Not just administrators, but some of that stuff?

Populus walks the corridor with regular shaking of the tangled limbs of the oxen, rocking long green hair with a botanical texture and petals and branches like the outfits that are part of his body.

She's always got a complexion that's neither faceless nor immature because she's not supposed to have a human look on her face.

"Master Fraxinus is the supreme decision maker in Athlopolis, but he can't do all the chores about running the town by himself. So a council is set up as an operating aid."

Indeed, even beings who do not have physical flesh, like Fluxinus, cannot continue to carry out all kinds of work unrestricted.

It's only natural to think about delegating jobs of lesser importance.

"In principle, councillors are elected one from each race and also act as spokespersons for each race. There are exceptions, of course, as a rule."

"I was just here to talk about it. Does that mean the person you're going to meet is someone on the council?

"Yes, at the behest of Lady Fraxinus, we are going to give the White Wolf Knights various explanations about Athlopolis from the Council"

Where the story went that far, Populus accidentally stopped in front of a thick door.

"Councillors are waiting here. It has a reputation for looking a little intimidating, but don't worry, it's warm."

Populus pushed open the thick door and encouraged us to enter the room, saying he wasn't sure if it was a threat or a follow up.

Waiting for us in the room was an old, big lizard man.