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

Soon afterwards, several alchemists visited Loki's home in exchange for Evaldi, who had left.

Each outfit did not have a sense of unity, but since every outfit uses luxurious materials and everyone is of that age, it can be seen that they are all well-known alchemists.

Many alchemists are constantly bothered by cash flow, and if money is put together, they tend to turn to research funds, leaving the impression that there are not many people who spend excess money on themselves.

Not only Loki's personality, but also the alchemist's nostalgia must have characterized the house.

However, the visitors are very careful with their clothes.

Perhaps he has secured a considerable source of income, or he has a strong patron.

"- Thank you for inviting me, Loki -"

"- If this research is successfully completed, there is no doubt that it will be remembered in history. It's an honor to be involved with just a few of them."

"- I want you to leave it to me to do troublesome things like getting permission for the funds. You're immersed in research."

The interaction after taking them to the guest room was as Hell said, "omit appropriately," and the noise of the sandstorm glimpsed the scene slightly as it ran, and the sandstorm quickly covered the view.

However, even from a fragmentary perspective, it was found that the reason for their visit was not the study itself, but rather the process of funding and legal authorization.

"(I don't know what kind of research you're talking about... but Loki's serious, too.)"

You think so too?

"(I think so. It's only natural that I want to do such troublesome rooting. Don't you have any idea what the research is about?

"... yes. You can say it's close to certainty. They... Loki applied medallion technology, creating (...) between people (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...)"

From the information we have gathered up to now, I have to conclude that it is generally reasonable, but I cannot help but be prepared when actually heard from Alpha Zulu.

Moreover, I now know that I have to associate myself with the creation technology of the Magic Beast or the Divine Beast.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to take a break."

Hell brings tea for the number of people in the guest room.

And I wonder if you followed me from behind the hell, or if Garnett, wearing a shimmering costume, was sneaking up from the entrance of the guest room.

The person will undoubtedly make every effort to deny it, but it is a girl named Garnet who not only looks like a normal boy, but also looks like this.

Face-to-face, I'm definitely angry, but it's the opposite of desperately pushing shyness to kill, rejecting cuteness to the bottom.

In that way, the Alchemists who noticed my gaze shouted at the way Garnett looked at the customer.

"Oh, that's it!... no, excuse me, that girl over there!

"It was created naturally by magic...!

"Beautiful. Natural coincidences are not to be despised."

As the guests reacted, Garnett quickly disappeared behind the wall.

They are only interested in the original 'Sign', not the Garnet, because of their intellectual curiosity as alchemists.

But honestly, I feel complicated.

Originally, I'm glad that Garnet is praised, but the reason is only a factor unrelated to Garnet, and I don't think it's a good idea to look at it as the current outfit.

--This completes the response to the visitor, and the scene moves to the next stage.

Not only did I send the Alchemists out, but me, Garnett and Hell also left the house and got into the car that was on the street.

There are two cars, the Alchemists in the first one, and we in the back one.

After me and Garnett sat in the back seat, Hell somehow sat in the driver's seat.

"... what are you doing?

"As you can see, I'll drive."

I looked at my neighbor's garnet and wondered if I could do it.

It was the same when Gandalf was driving, but seeing someone in that seat who was unlikely to drive, whether it was a carriage or a car, made me feel unspeakable.

Especially in the case of Hell, the feeling of discomfort was even more intense because it was dressed to remind me of service.

"We're going to meet with the funder. Don't worry about the meeting as the destination will be moved to the next (·) side (·) before arriving in the next city. Rest assured."

I wasn't sure what was reassuring, but for the time being, it seemed to be shaken by a car.

This time seems pointless at first sight - but Loki and Hell have some intent to get us involved in reproducing this memory.

When I asked Hell, he must have replied.

In the meantime, I decided to leave myself to the status quo until there was a change and turned my face to the garnet sitting next to me.

"Hey, Luke. Have you been able to read what Loki and that woman are up to?

"Listening to it in front of the person... well, it doesn't make sense to hide it... honestly, I can't imagine why you're reproducing memories like this. I just want to show it to you, so I think I'm showing it to you."

Hell in the driver's seat is supposed to hear me and Garnet interacting, but he keeps driving without changing his complexion.

By the time Wildhunt left the city where he was based and went straight through the wilderness, the sun was setting over the horizon and the sky was getting dark.

"But somehow, I think we know why Evaldi hates Loki's research."

I responded by telling Hell, who would be listening to our conversation, as well as the Alpha Zulu inside me.

"Hell, I think it's time to match the answers. Loki and Evaldi started a conflict because of the magical creation of humans and the technology to produce a beast called Li (...) - (...) v (...) la (...) si (...) l (...) in later times - is that correct?