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

- Just after Luke Whitewolf and Garnett Argentia left the lab.

Ambrose stood beside Valentine (by her side), lying on his back and falling on the floor, looking down at her bloodstained, white-covered face.

"Satisfied, Valentine"

The voice was sharp, but at the same time it made me feel familiar and laborious.

If anyone but the two of you were here, you would have been convinced that it wasn't a lie to have named your friend.

"... oh. I can tell you were impeccable in terms of performance. Changes in appearance are acceptable."

"Is that really all?

Asked overlaid by Ambrose, Valentine cleverly tilted her little neck as she lay down.

"What else?

[Fusion] with the medallion of Warcraft Scoll - the 'Warcraft Factor Exclusive Awakening' where the Wizard calls it - to ascertain the degree of its performance enhancement and appearance transformation.

That was the purpose of this experiment, and it should have been in order to be more certain of these points that Valentine wanted a format test close to being in action.

Ambrose, however, seemed to question its broad premise.

"It's just a wild guess on my part... a good opportunity. Do you mind if I tell you what I've always thought?"

"Go ahead. I'm not going to be able to move for a while."

"Then don't hesitate"

Ambrose raised his front covered, hidden face and looked up at the laboratory ceiling.

It seemed like a trick to recall past memories, as well as an unconscious act of trying to deflect your face from Valentine's.

"Valentine. You've been saying for a long time that you want Miss Ga (...) Ne (...) T (...) to take revenge as an alternative to Ruby."

"Exactly. It's a good idea."

"But if my memory wasn't worn out, I remember saying, 'I want to take revenge with this hand of mine' right after the example incident."

Valentine was once entrusted with the fortress that captured the Dark Merchant involved in the trafficking of Mithrills as the next leader of a group of knights who would later change their name with the Silver Wings Knights.

But under the raid of Agate Lamb, who was behind the Dark Merchant, the fortress is devastated.

Valentine suffered an irreversible injury and Garnett's mother, who had accidentally stayed, lost her life.

This is how Garnett sought revenge and what caused Valentine to lose her sanity.

Then, as Valentine told Luke and Garnett, he saw Garnett as his mother's (Ruby's) agent of vengeance - and Ambrose knew what happened between them.

"I was summoned shortly after you sustained half a life of serious injuries and immediately moved on to treatment. Naturally, I know what rhetoric you were saying when you just regained consciousness."

Ambrose didn't try to tell us anything specific, but it was obvious from the flow of the conversation.

Vengeance against Agate Lamb for killing former thinkers.

Nor is it in the distorted form of viewing the daughter of the deceased as a surrogate, etc., but in a legitimate form by his own hand.

"... you don't remember"

"It would be self-evident if you think logically, even if you don't remember. It wasn't until some time after that incident that Miss Garnett started talking about revenge."

"Naturally... Until then the idea can't come to mind to entrust it to Garnett..."

Valentine moved her left arm, keeping the shape of a person, and placed her hand to cover her eyes.

"Maybe you were then. Now I don't remember or even think about it anymore. What the hell does this have to do with anything?

"It's a simple story. I guess I hung up on Miss Garnett in that way because I unconsciously remembered the aspirations of a distant past... I just thought so"

"You can't see the connection. Explain to me."

Of course, and Ambrose returns it short.

"There was no reason to do a real-life format exam at that time. Later (...) also (...) or (...) (...) (...). Instead, I should have ordered around Lord Chandler, who was dispatched just like me, to try after careful preparation."

But Valentine wouldn't let it.

He was supposed to be the man who was supposed to be entrusted with the knight's organization, and I should have understood this one to be more efficient and effective.

"I mean, you wanted me (...) to fight (...) in the name of the exam, didn't you? Maybe he was unconscious."

Ambrose broke up his position looking up at the ceiling and once again took the form of looking down at Valentine.

"The newly administered treatment also made combat possible, albeit limited. It will improve more and more if treatment is repeated in the future. It's now that I want to show myself that I can avenge Ruby too..."

"That's why you complained like that and sold the fight to Garnett? That's funny. That's a very childish idea."

Under her hands on a white-covered face, Valentine rattled her throat and leaked a laugh.

- But I don't know. Maybe you're right.

"Heh?"

"It's really an assumption if you're right. If I ever really wanted to do that, I might have pushed Garnett over and tried to avenge myself... I feel that way."

"Damn...... denial's going too far. If you don't think it's possible, why don't you just say it clearly?"

Ambrose exhaled briefly under his forehead, finally grabbing Valentine's shoulder trying to get up and helping him up somewhat rampantly.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure your sister will serve her purpose. I also lend a hand as a Knights member and seem to have many allies in the Adventurer Guild, and other knights can count on me around Lord Chandler. Besides..."

It's got Luke on it.

Hearing Valentine say that out without any hesitation, Ambrose leaked a few seemingly unexpected voices.

"My sister, who looks a lot like Ruby, has a bad bug, and you don't think like that."

"No way. That woman (one) is the only one in the world... even if she deserves revenge on her behalf, she can't even see it the same way. Besides, I personally like him."

With no sense of the damage from the earlier battle, Valentine knocked off every inch of dust on his clothes and walked out toward the lab door.

"Anyway, he looks a lot like the old me."

"... an idiot. Don't tamper with your memory. Because they don't look alike, do they? If you're joking, make him more hilarious."

Ambrose made his friend's impossible jokes sound like laughing with his nose, followed by Valentine followed by the lab.