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

- Not long before Luke, the head of the Knights, meets Eversol of the Athlopolis Council.

Noir, with his companion Sakura, went out to the base of the great tree, where the Great Capitol and the Inn for the moment fit, looking up at the morning sun.

"So shall we just come? I'm afraid I can't get very far."

"Well... well... but if you get lost... oh dear..."

My people had been instructed to wait in the city until progress had been made, and the black wizard noir had also been given time to move freely.

The use of standby time is individual.

For example, Edward, a squire of the brave Ethel, asked Lionel of the Golden Tooth Knights for guidance and said he was encouraging martial arts training.

From the standpoint of being a knight but also a researcher of ancient magic civilization, the Hilds of the Knights of Honeyscales were happy to summarize in their report the events they had seen and heard in a recent case.

Brave Ezel watched it in a way he didn't really understand, but Noir understood so well that Hild's feelings hurt.

If you have made a discovery in an area of very strong interest that no one else knows about, it is only natural that you forget to sleep and immerse yourself in it.

"I hope you have some magic props that might be helpful in the future. Lord Noir's magic tricks have been very helpful in our lives."

"... ugh, yeah. of the Demon Clan, technology… absorb, can, if…"

The purpose of Noir's outing is so-called shopping.

Sometimes demonic props made by demons transcend the common sense of man on earth, as was the case with Demon King Army technology.

Also, besides magic props, it would be a great harvest if you could get the kind of magic book.

Among other things, it could be said that this Athlopolis is made up of a wide variety of demonic races and that the expectations of having access to a wide range of knowledge are considerable.

"(Speaking of which, the Demon King's Army was here as well. Maybe I can figure out something about the technology used by the Demon King's Army...)"

What floats behind my brain is the end of Blanc the White Wizard, my twin sister.

Bran, who descended on the military gate of Gandalf the Demon King in exchange for his life, was eventually to be engraved in his left arm with the curse of summoning magic, which was in the prototype stage, after repeated acts hostile to the human side on several occasions.

And he was forced to storm his curse at the hands of a noir like no other, and disappeared from the world in a way that dragged him into the void.

... Normally, you might expect to find out more about the means of transforming the brave Falcon and the female swordsman Julia into dragon men than about Blanc or anything else.

A few golden fang knights are in the same spot.

But sometimes it was the only flesh parent who divided the blood, and the first thing that came to mind was how Blanc looked in the first place.

"Lord Noir. I can't seem to get a good complexion, but how did you do?"

"No... nothing, nothing. It's okay... let's go..."

Showing his cheerfulness to Sakura, who worries about him like this, Noir stepped inside the town of Athlopolis.

For some time from there, Noir was able to enjoy walking the city without any minor problems.

Sakura has always caught my attention for being a part of a party that has regained the light of the ceiling, and not one or two of them have spoken casually.

I couldn't handle it very well if I were alone, so I had to thank Sakura for accompanying me.

"Well, how was the outcome?

"Wow... bad, no, I guess..."

I also asked Sakura to help me with my luggage and head back to Daiki, where the inn is for the moment.

I procured some magic props that seemed to be worth analyzing, and I also got a magic guide for the Demons, although it seemed like a primer.

As a first battle result, it can be described as good.

"... next time, more... money, ready... I want to go out..."

"This time, all the military funds were set aside for the Administrator. I can't waste much, and I was wondering if that's about the tide for today."

In the end, I let Sakura do all the escorts and luggage, but she seemed to enjoy a stroll in Athlopolis as well as her own.

As far as I'm concerned, it may have felt like a walk, but you should thank me for something later.

I walked into the doorway of the great tree with that in mind, and a dog-headed beast man happened to flip a heavy black robe and look back.

"Oh? If you think it's someone, it's Bran. Is your husband back yet?"

- The thought circuit freezes.

Every thought I had in mind disappeared, and the feeling rushed through my spine as if it had been pierced with ice.

Blood draws me and my head doesn't work well.

I can't breathe as if I had my trachea gripped directly.

He manages to move his trembling leg and turns back to the dog-headed beast man holding his breath.

"Now... Bran, you said...?

"Huh? This is rude, looks like I made a mistake. Race pattern, I really don't have good eyes. I think I made a mistake because the smell and the outfit were similar."

"You know Bran!?

I would raise an amazing loud voice myself, and not only the dog headed beast man, but even Sakura, would round his eyes.

It should be the same for Sakura to be surprised to hear the (...) name (...) before (...), but more than that I was stunned by the intensity of the noir's reaction.

The dog-headed beast man, bewildered by a human woman (noir) who suddenly revealed his passion, spoke in reply to what had been asked.

"And speaking of knowing, you know. I'm not particularly close, I'm just a squire of those who held the same position."

"Subordinate... who the hell is that..."

"A person (...) between (...) reviews (...) members (...). I've been out of town for a while to inspect the region... but it's time to go home."

"People (...) Between (...) Reviews (...) Members (...) But... What's wrong with that...?

That was a statement I had to doubt my ears, but it doesn't look like Eversol is lying.

Rather, it was a flow that had no meaning whatsoever in presenting false information.

"... it's totally first-hand that there are people who visited Athlopolis before us. The fact is that neither the Adventurer Guild... nor even the Royal Palace on earth grasps it"

"Oh, my God! But the man did call himself a human being, and so did Lady Fraxinus. Isn't that some mistake?"

"No...... it's no surprise that someone has broken through the labyrinth unknowingly. But... who the hell is that?"

One snake crawls in from nowhere to the situation of deepening confusion with each other.

As the snake crawled up Eversol's body, it made a shrugging and ringing sound in his ear.

"Hmm. What a rumor. It seems that the person in question has come this far after hearing the rumors about you. Oh, just great! Come on in. Come on!

When Eversol encouraged him into the room, the door to the room slowly opened and one old man appeared.

Contrary to the impression of a deep wrinkle (wrinkle) face and long white hair (honeysuckle), the spine is stretched straight and full of vitality in both eyes.

I've seen that face somewhere - no, it's not. There is no question.

You look just like the man I know.

The old duke and the shaped bones on his face look very much alike.

The old man smiled invincibly, distorting his mouth as he stroked his well-groomed white beard.

"Hey, I'm sorry about this guy! Finally, the Alliance Adventurers have come this far!

"Are you... no way..."

"Oops! You said hello first. I'll see you first. I'm an Algernon. Now they're letting you do the councillor thing in this town."