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

"-Garnett! Avoid it! Ah (...) is (...) different (...)!"

The atmosphere bursts as if it were a different sound from the magic accumulation (charge) of the hotline.

A garnet that turns itself around quickly.

His right arm danced through the universe a thousand cuts from around his elbow.

From the cross section there is red flesh and white bones - there is no peek, and the cross section is turned into a mass of white light like molten iron.

Is that also the effect of fusing the factors of Warcraft Scoll again?

At a time when physical abilities were being strengthened, it was obvious that changes were occurring in the body as well, but I didn't know that there was such a clear change.

"Shh...!

Garnett grabs his right arm while holding the sword and jumps straight to the side to escape the rays of an unidentified weapon.

And I pressed the cutting surface to make sure it didn't connect, but I applied it lightly and it was about to come off soon, so I peeled my fangs off and did a tongue-like trick.

"You're a pain in the ass, mon!

Vestri trying to aim again.

Garnett flips himself every time and keeps standing around not to stand on the weapon's extension line.

That weapon looks like something that accelerates some kind of metal mass inside a hollow structure and shoots it out to a target at an unnoticed rate.

The principle of acceleration and the maximum speed are the ones out of the standard, but the principle of destruction as a weapon is in itself no different from that of crossbows and stone throwers.

In the sense of destroying a subject by firing a hard object at the best possible speed, not by ultra-high heat, magic projections, etc., it can even be said that that is the weapon on the extension line of the throwing spear.

It is by no means an attack beyond comprehension, although it has reached the 'piercing crushing' range through 'stabbing' at too much speed.

"(Still... Garnett would be great)"

I based this series of judgments on the information I got from "Right Eye," but Garnett's own experience and intuition suggests that he should not stand in front of that cylinder.

Just one shot is shown to me, and I immediately understand what nature of weapon that is and strike out to the best possible solution with the current state of preparedness.

It is easy to say just by mouth, but it is a response that is never easy to transfer to execution.

"Garnett! Let's start with the [restoration] of the right arm."

"Vestri! Whatever you do (...) Y (...) also (...) shoot (...) and (...)! It's pathetic to allow only one person time!

I'm about to stop thinking about a word that flew right next door.

Norzuri pointed me, even with his thumbs up, and incited Vestri to engage Garnett.

Besides, Vestri responds lightly and tries to turn to this far away one.

It was a garnet trying to stop in a hurry, but suddenly I'm controlled by a large mad-golem with only my arms appearing off the floor.

Slashing and throwing away a large arm with a sword you've switched to your left arm is a beat too late to prevent Vestri from attacking.

"... Huh! Norzuri!"

"Will you be on the front, too? Then I need this. If you're not going to pull my leg."

The agitation and anger go cold in an instant.

Oh, yeah - if I'm going to fight Agate Lamb with Garnett, too, I have to be ready to be pointing their weapons at them.

And every time you do that, you're gonna have to stand up and protect yourself?

You want me to protect you, [repair] your wounds, and then you strain your chest that you did your part?

No, you're not.

While Garnett is focused on his own battle, I must at least defend myself.

Otherwise, it makes no sense.

- In a strangely accelerated consciousness, the sight in sight is felt slowly.

Or maybe this was also the benefit given by the 'right eye', but I just don't have time to think about it.

I put my hand on the small back that took out Scoll's medallion and activated my skills on the subject of (...) one (...) sheet (...) of (...) me (...) da (...) li (...) o (...) n (...).

"Warcraft Factor, Limited Awakening. Loaded Warcraft Name -"

Once, when I fought Norzuri unintentionally in the fourth tier.

I was using this power in my selfless obsession - I don't feel that way.

- Hattie.

An ultra-fast piece of metal is ejected from Vestri's combat clothing.

I was sure.

I didn't even know if the source was the "right eye of Ji" or the medallion, but I could believe that (...) Ki (...) was not (...).

So-called [repair] skills are forces that recreate shapes using supplemented materials, based on memories drawn from objects.

In my case, I can't fix it to the exact form without half of the constituent matter to be repaired, but I can create it if it's incomplete and distorted even if it's cut in half.

If - what if the original substance was zero?

What if you only bring shaped memories from elsewhere (approximately) and [repair] them with different materials?

I've never tried it. I can't even try.

There's no way you can normally just prepare a memory of a shape without a repair object.

But my right orbit is glowing with "Right Eye of Wisdom" that even gives me information I don't know.

And in my right arm, there is the power of a warcraft (Hattie) that produces a substance called ice out of its magic.

So I'm sure you can.

"... Huh!

What I imagine is a tough wall.

I don't care how elaborate the shape is.

Thick anyway, hard anyway. Enough to prevent that blow.

That shape came to mind in front of me as my consciousness was about to be taken by the consumption of overly rapid magic -!