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

"Reply, I did hear you. Let me tell His Majesty without delay."

As always, I can't get a glimpse of the look on Tin's face, but it conveys my satisfaction with my response.

"The next contact is in thirty days. Send a messenger to the base you will set up in this hierarchy. Whether you refuse to pray before His Majesty or refuse to pray, your response will be accepted at that time. Well, goodbye."

Suzuri jumps high and disappears from the scene.

Left behind after solitude, Norzuri followed the tin with his eyes, abominably from the bottom of his heart, and then lowered his back to the spot with momentum.

Then throw as many swords as you want in the sheath and slide the ground to reach the foot of the garnet.

"Hmm... I'm very convinced, but if you cover it up here, it will damage your majesty. If you want to boil, if you want to bake, do as you like."

"When I boil it, I say I bake it... if I don't get it home safely, you won't get your arm back. You know, I'm telling you."

"More than anything, the White Wolf's! You don't have to promise me that! Two, right eye! Oh, shit, that! Will it heal properly?!?

Garnett is in a hurry.

With my subjectivity, I see (...) yeah (...) yes (...) until just what's going on with my face, but as far as this rush goes, I guess it's pretty dangerous.

Anyway, use your left hand to activate the skill and hang [repair] around your right eye.

Then the look on Garnett's face just calmed down a little, so it seemed to get back to normal on the outside.

"(But I don't know, this is... I mean, I feel strange in my right eye... I don't think I've changed the way I see it, and I can't put into words what's wrong with me...)"

Is there something you can really call discomfort by fulfilling, or is it associated with the 'right eye of wisdom' even if it were - not just like physiological fatigue or pain?

Too many things I don't know for sure, and now I still don't even have the will to put it out in my mouth and tell it.

Anyway, this' right eye 'is a substitute to be handled with care and without abuse as always.

Even human precedents with the same abilities go beyond having to go back as far as the old alphazles, because there are no examples that can be referenced, no matter what.

"... no! He said it wasn't just his face! Arms. Arms! Even if we [repair] it later, we don't know how much the hostages are worth to this guy! Plus! Sometimes proper management can make you rot!

"Do you fool Your Majesty! Thou shalt not be a hundred on earth, and the covenants made in the name of thy majesty shall not be different! I won't tell you I've forgotten about our compliance with the laws of Athlopolis!

The air between Garnett, who stuffs me, and Norzuri, who stays seated, strains me so much that I wonder if I'll ever be able to fight again.

It was Chandler's interruption that broke that urgency as if he had no bare hands reading the air.

"Cancel, don't make a scene. It's not even a pattern, Argentia. Little difficult things, you can just turn to Your Majesty for judgment and throw round. Your Majesty also has to decide whether to believe these guys or not. Neither one of you is complaining."

Garnett and Norzuri holding the spear in silence.

Garnett was also convinced of his disapproval by receiving the statement as it stood, and Norzuri broke it off as pointless to be distracted by a knight's statement at a time... something like that?

Whatever it is, there is no doubt that nothing will begin unless you turn to His Majesty's judgment.

"Well, Admiral. Where do you keep this guy? Can you take him back to the ground and even put him in a silver-wing cell? Or would it even be addressed to an empty room in the White Wolf?

"That's just not good on the ground. We need to keep them away from the general public... Sir Theodore, can we stay at this hierarchical exploration base?"

Theodore, turning to me for the spearhead of the story, thought softly, "Right," after he unskilled himself and went down to the surface.

"If it's about a few days, I'd still rather not, if it's going to be a long time. Exploring while watching the Demon General is a heavy burden in a group of people of this size. I wonder if I can count on you around the Golden Tooth Knights."

"Sure, the golden fangs are the best for that condition... the question is if you can shake your neck vertically..."

"Sir Luke would accept your request, too. I'm guessing you've sold your thanks many times before, huh?

Theodore's remarks aren't very truly something you can take, but I'm pretty sure it's best to rely on golden fangs here.

As a candidate, Old Demon Royal Castle or Hollow Bottom Fortress?

Both should be equipped and staffed enough to keep Norzuri.

If you try them, Norzuri is an enemy general confronted on the battlefield, but if you say you're just asking for His Majesty's judgment, you won't have a problem.

The Golden Tooth Knights are senior knights who head the kingdom's military.

You shouldn't be taking lighthearts like buying Your Majesty's unhappiness.

"Come on! If that's what you decide, let's just get him out of here!

Garnett tries to pull my left arm, but whatever it is, it's too soon for me.

"Wait, wait. We'll start by building a base and a passage. Otherwise, you won't be able to go back to the ground."

For once, there are some means of having the rope catch you and pull you up, but it's too dangerous to try with your lost arm.

Taking Norzuri to the upper hierarchy should come after it has served its original purpose.

When I explained that, Garnett reluctantly let go.

- Norzuri, who was watching a series of exchanges, whines as if he casually slipped his mouth with an unexpected look that is difficult to say.

"You're like a kid who squeezes waste."

"What the heck!?

Norzuri turned to me, ignoring Garnett, who stared at himself.

"I'm not sure how old a human is. What about the truth?"

"... as for age, it's time to start working with the idea of helping parents with their work, but where is it usually still a long way to go in public? In his case, he started training early, so he's a soldier."

I get spoken to in such a natural way that I respond with a sense of chatter.

Norzuri exhaled briefly with a mixed look.

"Oh well... you mean he was really a child"

"Who's the kid, who's the kid!