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

After one day of business, Hild came to visit the White Wolf store, as he had promised beforehand.

"Sorry to bother you. Have you finished your work yet?

"Oh, there you are. I'm done cleaning up. Noir and Alexia are waiting in the back, so let's get started."

Welcome Hildo indoors and show him to the living room, not the store.

The side of it looked fun, so I was really casually turning to the side, and Hild noticed it and looked up at this one.

"To tell you the truth, I've always wanted to try the example again. Ever since the sight of His Majesty and the Demon King Gandalf, I couldn't say it out loud because the situation wasn't there..."

"You did have a lot of trouble doing it."

But it is also temporarily settling down.

By focusing on preparing for the maneuvering of the Yang Dynamic Penetration and the Maneuvering of the Fate, we pay relatively little effort to other areas, and we also return to the time leeway as we do our tasks.

Once all the preparations have been made, they will now take plenty of time in the execution of the operation, but at least until then they will also be able to afford to relax.

Perhaps there is no other time when we can explore the secrets of the Right Eye privately.

Otherwise, it would be carried over until the end of a series of operations.

"And so. I'll do my best today, thank you."

"He's reliable."

Step into the living room where Noir and Alexia wait while you think so from the bottom of your heart.

The three women who just greet each other.

I thought it was kind of strangely other manners, but on second thought, they were indirect relationships via me, and not as amicable as they were breaking each other.

"... Well, Sir Hild. Luke, is there anything I should be aware of when examining your 'right eye'?

"Right...... if you insist, there may be information in the current (...) land (...) that the Royal Palace has designated as private. Please note that we will be adding censorship to those at my discretion"

"Yeah, I don't mind. You can't live long if you know too much extra. It's a species of life."

"That's it..."

In a remarkable joke that Alexia flies, Hildo is confused by the way he has trouble reacting.

This neighborhood should be called the difference between the two characteristic wavelengths.

"Let's start by trying to see if we can do what we intended before we investigate with you. Captain Luke, would you please sit in your chair?"

"Ah... um... me, too, nearby... look, even..."

"Yeah, I don't mind. Go ahead."

Hildo, on the other hand, seems to find it quite easy to deal with noir.

Is it because of their calm, weak personalities, or because they are wizards to each other, albeit in different fields?

"Now if you'll excuse me."

Hildo puts his hands on the 'right eye' he left activated during the three exchanges, penetrating the magic one by one.

A similar feeling springs up just before falling asleep, and the consciousness sinks into the back.

But it really doesn't fade consciousness like it does when you sleep, and consciousness itself stays clear, like it frees from your body and circles into your own back - oh, I don't know why when I try to put it into words.

"Captain Luke, can you hear me?"

Hild's voice sounds blurry.

Because of this state of consciousness, it seems odd to even hear the sound that has reached your ear.

'It's somewhat, but I see an odd reaction. Once we raise the awareness of the captain and re-arrange...'

It was that moment.

When I wonder if my surroundings were suddenly full of awesome light, the running of dazzling light flows down like a waterfall.

I couldn't resist the torrent, and all I could do was stretch my arms to the voice of Hild, who instantly wandered away, and fell without the art of becoming.

―― ―― ――――

Hildo's voice will no longer be heard as a sound.

My vision is dyed white, and my five senses are no longer functioning -

- I was lying on my back in a strange city alley.

Blue sky, narrow sky.

A three-way trail (dead end) surrounded by tall buildings.

Cut out like a frame, the sky is blue and clear, and the sun is about to reach the middle heavens.

"(Ah... that...?

The ground is covered with solid stone.

The air that reaches the nasal cavity carries a slight urban odor that is naturally scarce and does not smell soil or green at all.

And the little noise you hear from outside the alley also seems like the noise of a bunch of vehicles busy going and going on the road.

Up to four of the five senses that returned, excluding taste, were telling the truth that this was not a green hollow.

"(... the power, it won't go in... anyway, we need to get up enough...)"

It is not even possible to grasp the status quo while lying on your back.

Even if I'm the only one dragged into the example memory world, there's nothing I can do without checking the situation first.

But strangely, my body was heavy and it didn't work the way I wanted it to.

"(No, wait a minute. If this is the world, how can things (...) sound (...) be (...) ru (...)?)"

In previous cases, the city was creepingly quiet, as no inhabitants existed in the world of reproduced ancient magical civilization and inevitably there was no profit for men.

But obviously not this time. The city is raw (...) and (...) y (...) ru (...).

Driven by a rush for anomalies, I managed to wake up my upper body, and strange girls from left to right - no, unilaterally seen face girls rang.

"Ah! Good, have you noticed?

"You didn't have to bother letting me go get people. Doesn't look pale either."

I have no voice at all.

But even more convoluted, unbelievable reality strikes.

"... Um, this is..."

I'm surprised at the voice I utter and I lose my words.

What the hell is that? Too young a voice (...) gi (...) ru (...).

Reflexively touch your face, stare at your palms, and touch your face again.

From the flag, he interpreted my behavior, which might have seemed odd, as the elf girl was a mess shortly after she regained consciousness, and he smiled gently and took out a folding hand mirror and let it spread in front of me.

"It's okay, 'cause I'm not hurt. Look, you're okay, right?

My appearance there had obviously turned into less than half my original age.

The girls seemed to be talking about me elsewhere, slammed into remarkable confusion, on the assumption that they would protect me as a strange boy.

"In the meantime, should I take you to Kaisatsu"

"Let's get you to everyone before we do. Maybe he's finding someone inside him."

"Um, yeah...... hey you, can you stand?

Elf girl smiling and reaching out.

And behind the elf girl, an Oriental girl nestled in a muffled face.

I know them. Even if you don't know your voice or personality, only your face is engraved in your memory.

Eil Sethroomnil and the Fire Daylight Girl (Hikari Hime) - an alphazle ally who once saw in a stationary world was there with a definite sense of reality.