My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop
Episode 465: Argentian Girl Servant
"Phew... now don't take a breath at last"
We will finish carrying all the luggage we were carrying in the carriage into the building and take a break in the dining room and the hall of thought.
Mark and Hild on me and Garnett and Ambrose on Chandler.
Now it's a situation where all six of us sit back in the chair surrounding the table, aligned and face-to-face, but the fatigue is completely personal.
The most exhausting are Mark and Hild, who have had health anxiety for a long time.
Hild says he also does fieldwork in research, but considering that, he seems to be physically inferior.
The next thing I know, I'm feeling fatigued.
Though I used to keep my strength through my activities as an adventurer, I guess it sounds like I've had fewer chances to move my body because of more work here in the store lately.
... Never, I'd like to think it's not because I've been eating some age.
Also, two militants, Garnett and Chandler, have hardly complained of fatigue.
Even though he was actively carrying large baggage and heavy items, he is resting in his spare time just saying that his body has been dissolved (loosened).
And the exception is Ambrose.
He was the only one who hung on to the tidiness of important supplies and had not joined much in manual labor.
"Well, now it's time... is it too early to rendezvous"
The sky outside the window is still blue, and there is still no sign of even dusk coming.
Earlier I told Sylvia, 'I think I'll calm down loading and unloading around sundown,' but she cleaned up faster than she thought.
I took my lunch with a break on the move, and I'm going to have to spare my tired body.
"Let's just make some tea. Oh, no... this apartment, that kind of stock?
"I don't know. We have to be in the cooking area, don't we?
Garnett responds appropriately.
This is a property owned by the Knights of the Silver Wings, which they provide as a temporary place to stay, for example when a local knight comes to the King's Capital.
So I don't necessarily have a stock of preferences, and if you say you don't know Garnett, the Silver Winged Knight, you really won't know unless you actually check.
I was just about to stand up to see it, and a thin arm stretched out from the side offered me a set of tea.
"… please, tea is ready"
"Oh, thanks...... what?!?
Who the hell has made tea when all six of them are sitting in a chair?
A familiar girl popped into my sight when I turned around surprised.
Beautifully cut dark colored hair.
Large white apron on long skirt black clothes.
The girl, who dares to have a face that suppresses emotional expression, also distributes tea to other faces with strange faces.
Garnett held his forehead by his hand and sighed as me and everyone but Garnett received tea wondering where and who this paycheck was.
"Abigail, why is Omei here?"
And look around the cafeteria and explain to everyone about the identity of the girl at the service.
"He's a servant at our parents' house. I'm only hired by the Argentines, and I don't care about the Silver Wings."
"We have put a direct judgment on Dear Carmine, and during your stay with the White Wolf Knights, we are going to take care of you in a variety of ways. Best regards,"
To the four people I met for the first time - although I do remember Mark and I were only face-to-face - Abigail gives a polite courtesy.
Garnett silenced in bitterly arm-wrapped.
If you put it in person, it's like knowing all the way to your private face, but putting your face in the workplace without any contact.
Even I would have felt bad about the same situation.
"Heh, isn't the head of the Silver Wings Knights carefree, too? I can count on you to do your chores."
Chandler was honestly pleased with Abigail's appearance and did not hesitate to put his mouth on the tea.
Carmine is the leader of a regiment headed by the Silver Wings Knights, as well as the current head of the prestigious Knights Argentian family.
You thought a servant sent by such a person would be trustworthy.
Hild also moved his face under the hood as he grabbed the tea and moistened his throat, asking how the grumpy garnet looked.
"Um, Sir Garnett... was there a problem too?
"Personally, it's only a problem. He can do his job normally, but he doesn't talk about it, and I don't think it's weird..."
Garnett pounding her cheekstick and squeaking.
Hildo apparently understood that the problem was nothing more than the annoyance (wax) that was unique to him, and he smiled without saying anything.
Garnett sees the reaction of such a hild sideways, more rounded and bitterly distorting his mouth.
"We can also rent the kitchen to prepare a meal, let us know if you need it. However, we also need to prepare ingredients, so we hope you can spare some time."
"Me and the white wolf eat elsewhere."
"Oh. That would be very rude. Enjoy your stay."
"... my friend (Dachi) invited me."
As always, Garnett seems to be keeping pace with Abigail.
"Think about where you guys are going to eat tonight."
"That's right... I will be ready to face the headquarters of the Knights of the Neon Scale. It's been a long time since I've seen Captain Angelica."
That's what I said, Pong and a hand slapping Hild.
I remember her original Knights of affiliation, the Neon Scale, its leader, Angelica, was a beautiful woman who lost her sight.
I was impressed by the fact that I was letting some girl take care of herself, and she had the skills to decipher the letters by looking at them at her fingertips.
I can't help but wonder if she's a really good woman around carrying out the duties of the Knights Commander with such a body.
"Am I going to show my face in the shop in a while? Mark, how about you, too? Sometimes you don't get punished for removing a shark."
"I don't like it. First of all, I don't remember your introduction being Matomo."
Mark and Chandler are throwing words at each other in a crushed manner.
I haven't heard the details, but apparently the two have been dating for a long time before they were dispatched to the White Wolf Knights.
"Ambrose, what will Temehe do? You want to come with me?
"Don't. I'll be in my room. [M] Was it Abigail? Make sure you have the right snacks for the night."
"Yes, sir."
Abigail bows her head in an impeccable manner.
Somehow, I feel like I get a glimpse of everyone's vegan attitude when it comes to this kind of topic.
The same goes for everyone in the White Wolf store, but it's a pretty fresh one because it's a side that tends to be hidden when you're carrying titles like being the head of the regiment or the manager.
"Well... shall I review my plans for the future before I join Sylvia and the others?"