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

"Sir Garnett. I hear you're hoping to improve your combat skills. Let me just talk a little bit about it."

The moment Ambrose said that, I could still see Garnett's alertness soaring from behind.

"... Temehe, where did you find that out"

"I just heard rumors. Don't you remember taking Sir Luke to talk to you while you were at the arms store number? If so, that's probably where the rumors come from."

In response to Ambrose's allegations of a flat attitude, Garnett caged her mouth a lot.

Indeed, I have also raised the matter in the White Wolf store.

Although it was only when we were revealed that we had this problem, part of the exchange of views on exactly how to resolve it was done by sewing between customer service during sales.

Of course, I was willing to express myself without any trouble if someone asked me, but you mean that rumor had even reached Ambrose?

"It is already a well-known fact that you are the knight in charge of escorts. A judgment (...) that such a man wishes to train himself, but it would be a natural accomplishment to enter the ears of the same (...) colleagues (...) who belong to the same organization"

"Shit... well, that's what I'm gonna do"

Garnett struck his tongue and cut up the pursuit.

Ambrose's explanation was hard to deny.

There is no denying the possibility that a third party was accidentally listening to an exchange of views, and if it is a good assessment of 'uplifting' rather than a bad review, there should be little resistance to put it on the subject in some way.

It is certainly not an unnatural development that information circulated in the form of appreciating the work enthusiasm of the Guardian Knights (Garnets) reaches members of the White Wolf Knights who are physically and officially close.

I can't be sure if Ambrose really figured it out in this way, but at least he won't be able to put it on as an unnatural excuse.

"So, what happened to that? I do want to be stronger. But what does that have to do with you?"

"It has something to do with my investigation."

Ambrose made sure he could cover himself with Garnett's remarks and affirmed so.

"Sir Luke's [restoration] skills have been caused by wandering through the First Labyrinth, connecting his life with Mithrill-affected groundwater... so they speculate. How could you not try that?

Was that what it had to do with anything?

The reason I didn't bring this means to the table.

That's because, for one thing, I didn't want Garnett to taste that pain.

Moreover, there can be no guarantee anywhere that it could succeed, and it can be that it only suffers and gains nothing and weakens as much as it suffers.

If you're so stranded that you have to bet on one or eight, I still haven't thought of taking it up as one of the proposals, because the status quo isn't even that pressing.

"Temeye... the White Wolf's are dying because of that. You can't just let me try."

The response Garnett threw at Ambrose was in a different direction than the reason I didn't give it to him.

"I wouldn't deny the thought of it and itself. Maybe I can do the same. But it's totally different from what you think in your head than what you actually say. You know what I mean?

Previously, when we were discussing exactly how to get stronger, Garnett was looking oddly toothless.

Maybe that was the moment you swallowed reluctantly at me, although you wanted to try the same thing I once did.

"Got it. If it's for emotional reasons, there's no room to talk."

Ambrose clearly contradicted what he had done and lightly cut the topic involved in the First Labyrinth: The Millennium Corridor of Naruto.

I was really just wondering, do you think I was satisfied because I got confirmation of why?

I can't read what Ambrose is thinking.

There's one thing I'm not sure about right now, whether there's some kind of back end, or whether there was no big intent from the beginning, as the word goes.

"Sir Garnett. From your point of view, I may not be a man I trust, but for me, I'm Valentine's brother, a friend. If you need my skills, I'll spare your help."

"... I'll remember."

"Fine. The proposal itself has been warming up for a long time. It's not just a reinforcement for you, so if you want to say no, don't hesitate."

It was Ambrose trying to turn his heel back and walk away, but when he accidentally stopped on the way, he added a word without looking back.

"Yes, let me tell you this too. Rumors of the example have reached Valentine's ear as well. Maybe there 'll be some reaction from him before it's too far."

"Seriously...... you're a pain in the ass. Something like that"

Garnett missed Ambrose leaving as he leaked his voice like he chewed up a bitter bug.

I stroke my chest down relieved to see how it was.

It was only at first that there was disturbing air, but it ended up in a particularly problem-free way.

At the end of the day, did Ambrose really just happen to stop by with interest and then confirm that he had been concerned for a long time?

With an inexplicable thought, for a moment I decided to step out of the shadow of the bend and give a voice to Garnett.

- That's how the sun went down and I was finally able to finish doing all the exam items.

The adventurers who took part in the experiment were rewarded via the Alliance Branch, and the staff who helped them were thanked for dinner.

Sir Oswald talked to me, dressed up, on the arrow tip I was just about to move.

"Thank you, Sir Luke. I had a very good experience today."

"You seem satisfied and most importantly. We're going to work on an improved version that reflects this test."

The performance test was a success as a major muscle, but with some improvements - that's how it turned out overall.

For example, in the case of a prototype of noir, it was pointed out that even though it melts when it touches snow or ice, the feeling deteriorates when it gets wet because of the fabric.

It was pointed out that if Alexia's prototype, there is nothing inconvenient about handling gloves together, but it can be too hot when handled by bare hands.

They were both the ultimate pointers, as well as improvement measures that I could immediately come up with.

Even from tomorrow, this will put us on a journey to crush improvements, increase productivity and reduce costs.

"Once that tool is complete, my men will be much easier. Thank you so much. I look forward to finishing now."

Hold the hand offered and shake hands.

The fulfillment that made the attempt to prepare me well crept up from the bottom of my chest and I couldn't stop a grin from appearing on my mouth.

- The next day, our house gets suddenly contacted.

It was an advance communication that Sir Valentine, Garnett's brother, would make a quick visit to the White Wolf Knights headquarters.