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

Alma - I mean, Garnet and how I became (...) Guan (...) Clerk (...) is strange no matter how many times I look back, not very much, but I don't think I can explain it to anyone else in red.

Even if you no longer have to hide your gender and can uncover the truth without worrying.

So if I could make up an encounter with a "lady named Alma" without discomfort... to be honest, I could only think of a lie that would be more realistic to sprinkle the truth as it is.

Even I, the party, did, so the people in the body who were asked only about the results must not have known more.

"Whatever means they say... I don't remember doing anything weird"

"Is that true? I've heard of the Knights, the Lords, dating a long time ago."

"Where are the sources..."

The young lady in the deep window of the Argentian family, who leads the Silver Wings Knights, and the newly founded Knights Commander of the Thirteenth Knights - there is only a story that is easy to catch the attention of the public, and I don't have a feeling it's spreading where I don't know the rumors about this and Ogi (Hiroshi).

I guess there's no longer anything you can do to get famous and rumors fly around without all sorts of roots and leaves.

Until now, it has been an unrelated phenomenon to me, but I could have told the acquaintances of high-ranking adventurers that it was an accompaniment, and that I never once or twice heard the truth directly from my own mouth.

"... I was trying not to think about it, but maybe I should hear what rumors are going on about us once, from you"

"Why me? What kind of new axes are you going to execute?"

As I sit on the edge of the building and carefully pack the distance, Mark shifts the place further than that and sets the distance apart.

Around repeating that several times, there were signs of Garnett and the others coming back from the outdoor training area.

"Hey, I'm sorry! Let me wait! You accidentally overexcited me!

"Looks like you've been satisfied. Then..."

Looks like I could move my body and refresh myself from worrying to see it from the bounce of Garnett's voice - I turn my face to the three of them with my thoughts on it, and it gets instantly stiff.

The three of them coming this way from the training ground, Garnett and Lionel, and Chandler, all three of them were bloodstained.

Garnett, who is at the head, smiles so much that he shows his white teeth and falls in love with them, but from the top of his left eye to his side head, there are still traces of the blade, literally a step ahead of his head (...) being (...) and (...) being (...) ru (...) in condition.

Beautiful blonde hair on account is also completely stained with blood, so much so that the left half doesn't know which is the ground hair: gold or red.

And whatever your right hand raised to say hello to us, your left arm is snapped and broken like you took a powerful blow, and you obviously have about two more joints.

Also, I wouldn't dare say one word at a time, but Chandler and Lionel seemed to suffer the same amount of scratches.

"Whoa? White Wolf's and Mark's are a lot alike."

"That sounds like brotherhood. This kind of reaction looks just like it."

"... you guys!

I accidentally raise my voice to Garnett and Chandler, who don't even care about the depth of the damage.

We're both supposed to be stuffy and suffering if we're regular people, but it's like a dog that played down on the rainy side of the road - like a hairy little dog and a foreign big dog, we were laughing as if we didn't care what we were like.

Behind that, only Lionel lays his eyes down with an uncomfortable look on his face.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop it... when we both lit a fire..."

"Oh, yeah. I can see that. You can easily imagine the situation."

"By the way, my injuries are almost entangling. That's why it's the most minor injury."

Turning sideways to the two as they listened to Lionel, Garnett laughed deceivingly with her eyes together and Chandler distracted herself from her gaze.

"Hey, look. With the White Wolf's, you can [repair] most of the wounds, right? If that's what you think, you're too uptight."

"Of course I was careful not to get any wounds that wouldn't spill. I hear there's nothing I can do about a lot of bleeding, so I consciously avoid places with thick blood vessels."

"... if you could afford that kind of care, I just want you to be careful not to get hurt badly first... well, come here because I'll [repair] the wound anyway"

Getting on with the [repair] of the three injuries, shaking his neck sideways, for Christ's sake.

Sure, my [repair] can restore more or less injuries without sequelae, unless it's excessive bleeding or instant death.

Maybe you'll need this much intense training if you think about future battles, but then you should be ready for that from the start.

Yet I couldn't get angry strongly enough - I'm sure it was because Garnett was laughing happily from the bottom of his heart.