Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life
271 Craftsmanship
Parents recommended it and asked me to go up to the workshop.
When it came to the workshop, the furnace and fire were not on fire, but were something reminiscent of the science lab's laboratory.
"That's a strange workshop."
"Hehe. Well, my craftsmanship is witchcraft, so let's call it granting witchcraft, the craftsman who empowers the shapes."
I see. It certainly doesn't make you look like a blacksmith.
"Did Zigo build the weapon?
The hand was the artisan's hand.
"Yes. He's a good arm blacksmith. Well, there's something a little bigoted about it."
A grinning parent.
Hmm. The outsiders are quite expressive, aren't they? So did the recluse and the witch. You're living a good life...
"So what's here is Zigo?
I can see that the amateur also has a stunning array of weapons.
It is a design and presence that is likely to appear in fantasy games such as swords decorated on walls. Well, I'd tilt my neck to see who uses it.
"The Devil's Sword, huh?
"You know what I mean?
I don't feel anything about magic, but that design would be enough for a normal sword or a full hobby. It's the same level of paranoia as junior high.
"Somehow."
All I can say is yes.
"For a time, it fits into the creation of the Devil's Sword, let's just say as you wish, let's say no thought, what you have done is a defect that no one can use. It's a flower on the wall without being thrown away."
"Hehe. That's a common story."
I also created as many as I wanted to and fattened storage bags. I gave Larsh only two bombs that would force him to rip dimensions in the junction and create shocks, and the rest would be dismantled.
"I have no words to give back"
People and outsiders have the same roots. Stupid bastards are only dumb bastards for how many years to live. Even if he was reincarnated, he wouldn't be cured.
"Is that what you're selling me?
"Yep. Cheaper for something better. It's the Arrow Martial Arts Store that provides what's available to our customers."
Something went wrong.
"... I'm in business for real..."
"Naturally. I haven't lost my craftsmanship."
What is it? I don't even think so, but each person (outside) there. I guess there are all sorts of doctrinal claims. Let's flush this place down gently.
"Then will you sell me some good swords, spears and protective equipment?
"Of course it is. Do you have any preferences?
"Right. Two or three things that an A-level adventurer might be able to use. And then you have to make sure it's a good product."
I'll leave that to the professionals.
"Because Mr. Bae uses it?
"No, someone I know runs a nice shop next door, and they asked me to buy them because I want to put some weapons down. Fine, you got a strong man."
Aside from Zamberly's old man, the A-level adventurer comes. Since it's become a place for people to know, we are.
"Oh, is there anything in the ocean that you can use? Mermaids have been asking me to buy them lately, so if you do, do you want to buy them?
Mine was wrapped and fortified in the junction. It's just a sturdy sword. Well, that seems to be enough, but there are a lot of vices in the ocean, and they want something magical and magical.
"Mermaid, is it? I never thought about it, but it hurts my curiosity as an artisan."
My parents also seem to be on this side (outside), spreading the wings of my imagination as much as I wanted.
It's also impeccable to interrupt, so Mao Dam time until I come back. Ah, coffee ume.
After a while, my parents returned safely. Welcome home.
"I'm sorry. My bad habits have come out."
"I don't mind. Because so am I. So, like for mermaids, are you okay?
"For the sea only, not, but there are a few of them. But how about some protective equipment? I think it's hard to move in the ocean?
"I can handle mermaid magic there, and I can handle it. Can't you get rid of water resistance with grant magic?
Even my swimsuit in my previous life had the ability to say that, I guess I can do something magically magical.
"Water resistance, is it? I see..."
I went out again, so I thought I'd change coffee and came right back.
"I'm sorry. Ask Zigo about the weapon. I'm going to the ocean for a moment."
And when I said it, it disappeared.
Well, I'm not offended because I'm my kind. I went up there saying I couldn't help it.