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

"... Hey, Luke. Just a minute, will you hang out with me on my own?

"What's wrong, all of a sudden"

"Well...... kinda"

Garnett laughed to delude his mind with his hands on a cross section of my right arm.

"Norzuri hit you in the right hand. Besides, it's hard to see the form of debt, right? At that time, I kept my mouth shut if you decided to, but I thought I was just messing with you... and I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself for not being able to protect you"

We have just begun to set up a full-scale exploration base, producing heat-resistant equipment that can withstand the scorching environment of the fourth tier.

The Demon King's Army sent ice norzuri and fire tin for reconnaissance to make sure we were just ready and ready to challenge Agate Lamb.

Suzuri was faithful to his mission, but Norzuri saw me go solo in the middle of the battle against the demons (and more so), and decided it was in the interest of the Demon King's army to take me home alive, and he attacked me.

At that time, neither Garnett nor Sakura were turning to Ravagolem's response to launching a ranged attack, which prevented them from responding immediately.

"You're kidding me. It's bad that I didn't make it, but the emotion that I put on the shelf just came up, right?... Oh, my God, you're so pathetic."

Apparently, Garnett was more worried about that than I imagined.

"... Garnet. It's not about you feeling responsible. It was my responsibility to prioritize Ravagolem, and it was impossible for Norzuri to show up at that time, even if he had to predict the future."

"I know. Objectively, that was unprotected, and it was reasonable to keep the right arm and the norzuri in each other's quality."

Garnett is a one-man knight.

I have the ability to calmly determine if it is strategically reasonable.

"But it's a different matter from understanding it with your head and following your feelings. The Silver Winged Knight... No, the way he thinks about being a (...) Horseman (...) of the White (...) Wolf (...) and the feeling that comes naturally to mind is different, and I kind of feel sorry for myself."

White Wolf Knight.

I guess it's just an expression that fits a template of a traditional nickname, but when I heard that word spin out of Garnett's mouth, I couldn't help but be unconsciously shaken by my emotions.

That's the guy called 'Feelings that come naturally to mind'.

It's not a reaction that can be explained by reason, it's just that I somehow thought I was (...) (...) there.

It would just be rude for Garnett to talk sincerely, though, to be noticed having such emotions.

That's what I thought, I just made a deliberately serious look - a garnet dyed red on my cheek peeking over my shoulder with a smile on it.

"Sounds good, White Wolf Knight. I still treat you as a white wolf with a silver wing affiliation, but will you call me that from now on?"

"You..."

The time I seriously thought about it was completely pointless.

If you felt the same way, you would be the first to say so.

... Oh, my God, I stroke Garnett's head with my left hand, thinking of something selfish in my head.

I think about this kind of mysterious reasoning because I'm sure I'm drunk too.

Garnett felt his head stroked and let his expression wander - which is also an unthinkable reaction if primitive - and brought the topic back to the main point again.

"Well, that's why I'm talking to myself. It doesn't make sense. It's my own idea."

Using the right arm that way should have been a strategically worthwhile choice, and Garnett understood that as a knight, too.

But the inside of Garnett couldn't take it right away, and he also felt a rebellion that he could tell couldn't reason.

It was an insurmountable ambush that objectively shouldn't blame anyone for failing to respond to Norzuri's raid, but likewise Garnett felt a sense of responsibility beyond reason.

I'm sure all this is a psychological work that can't be helped as long as we're human beings.

"You didn't have to talk to yourself."

... but Garnett is wrong about only one thing.

"Though nominally, it may not be a good idea to put it into words in relation to the Knights Commander and the Knights, but while it's just me (Luke) and you (Garnett), I'm glad you bumped into me as much as you want."

"No, well... that might be..."

Garnett leaned against my back as I sat down, turning both arms in front of my neck and putting her strength into a gentle hug.

"It's so embarrassing to punch this in the face. Not even at this time."

"... I agree"