Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

Rio and Jazz came to the old, dim, narrow weapons store.

There's probably a blacksmith behind the counter.

The smell of charcoal burning from the back to the store.

"Welcome!

There is one boy at the counter who seems to be an apprentice - and his age would be at the same age as the Yakuza or a little above.

The boy smiled and greeted vibrantly as Rio and Yaman entered the store.

"What can I do for you today?

And the boy floated his sales smile and asked Rio for an errand.

In other stores, when you enter a store like this, you don't talk directly to the customer, and it's basically normal to be left alone in the first place.

It would be either because of the narrow store or because the boy is sales enthusiastic to speak out like this.

"I'm looking for a one-handed sword that suits this girl."

Rio briefly announces his request.

"I see. The one-handed sword you have in the store is everything you have in your corner. We also accept other bespoke products. Are you new to our store?

"Yes, it is."

"I see. Bespoke needs to be interviewed by a parent, would you like that?

"Right. In the meantime, if there's anything arranged in the store that suits him, I'm thinking about you..."

Send your gaze to the single-handed sword where Rio is lined up in the store.

"I see. Well, feel free to take a look at that first"

"Yeah, let me do that"

When Rio answered with a loving laugh, he moved to the corner of the store where a one-handed sword was installed.

Not so many, but one at a time, he takes the sword, pulls it out of his sheath, sees it with his eyes, and carefully barks at it to make the ordinance.

The jazz and clerk boy are watching in silence.

Eventually Rio narrowed his eyes softly as he pulled out of his sheath with one simple design sword that was embellished on the wall.

The one-handed sword emits a dull glow that is thin and blue.

"Yaman, try to hold this sword"

When he gestured lightly, Rio told the Yamans so.

"Ooh."

An Aristocrat who receives a sword with a nervous look.

"How's the grip compared to the sword I've had in the store so far? Not heavy?"

And Rio asks.

"Oh? It's a little heavy, but not bad... like you feel?

I try to gently wave my sword with the clumsy hand of a Yakuza.

It felt trivial, but I felt it stick to my hand somehow.

It's just a feeling that if you really ask me, though.

"Right. Then let's put that on hold for now. I'm gonna take a look at the rest, so can you hold on for a second?

That being said, Rio begins to indulge the rest of the one-handed sword from one end to the other again.

The boy in the store number looked at the situation with interest.

"All right, let's make it that sword"

When he finished inquisiting the one-handed sword that was in the store all the way, Rio told Aryan that he would buy the sword he had just put on hold.

"Excuse me, I'd like to buy a sword decorated on that shelf"

Moving his gaze to the sword he had just put on hold, Rio informed the clerk boy of his willingness to buy.

"Are you sure you want with that sword?

A boy asks Rio.

"Yeah, please"

If Rio tells you so without a bare gesture of getting lost,

"Eh. Excuse me. It was a decision that I had to get a little permission from my parents to sell that sword, okay?

That's what the employee boy replied sorry.

"Permission?

Rio rounds his eyes to unexpected developments.

"Yes. I'm so sorry. May I ask you something?

Say, the boy in the store number bowed his head deeply.

"Whatever..."

"Thank you! I'll bring them right in!

When told that, the boy rushed into the workshop behind the counter in a hurry.

Less than a minute later, a prominently physique young man appears with gray hair and wrinkles.

He was wearing thin dirty work clothes with coal (soot), and he was putting a lot of sweat on his face whether he had just finished his job.

I guess this guy is the owner of this weapons store and the parent of the blacksmith behind it.

The man who supposedly had a good look at Rio's entire body,

"It's you. What do you want to buy my sword for?

A little blurry, I asked.

"Yeah, that's right. Not exactly for me, but for this girl."

"Ho."

My parents sent their gaze to Giroli and Yaman.

The jazz is bare and falls behind.

Parents turn their gaze to the sword decorated on the wall that Rio is trying to buy,

"Why did you choose him? There must be plenty of other good looking swords."

That's what I've been asking.

"It's not about design, it's a simple basic broadsword, but it's a good sword. I definitely felt this was the best one-handed sword in the store."

With few words, Rio praised this sword.

"Huh. You know what I mean? What's the material of that sword?

"Pure Adamantite Steel"

"What type of procedure is granted?

"Attribution of stubborn, lightweight, plated (plated), wind attributes"

Rio briefly answers the questions thrown by his parents.

"I see. You seem to have a lot of good eyes at that age. I didn't expect to spot stubborn, lightweight, plated (plated) until the granting of wind attributes anyway. Excuse me, but let me see your hands."

When I told him that satisfactorily, my parents have been trying to grab Rio's hand softly.

I could have avoided the sassy hand, but Rio would still offer his hand to his parents.

Parents grabbed Rio's hand and stared.

"Good hands. I have to wave my sword every day."

Ni smiled reluctantly and told him so in a good mood.

"Hi."

Rio smiles bitterly and answers to his parents.

"I'm just curious, if you don't mind, can I show you what sword you're using?

He asked, sending a glimpse into the sword that his parents lay on Rio's hips.

The center of the guard of the grip incorporates a jewel-like stone - a spiritual stone - that emits a beautiful glow.

In addition, it is beautifully decorated, but the parent did not think that was a decorative sword for liturgy.

"It's..., okay"

Rio hesitated for a moment, but pulled the Mithrill sword out of the black sheath and offered it to his parents.

"I'm sorry... Become..."

With that sword in his eyes, his eyes were also wide and round, while his parents lost words to the mysterious silver glow emitted by Rio's sword.

"Hey, what kind of metal are you using? Steel, and steel and adamantite steel alloys are also different.... No way, Miss Lille?

I stare at the sword as if it had taken my heart.

As he was appraising the material of the metal used in the sword, he changed his expression haha and his parents asked.

Mithril is just called magic silver, Adamantite steel is better if it's just strength, but it's a very light, magically conductive metal.

The human race is not known for its origins or its manufacturing methods, and there are just a handful of misrillic weapons out there that are just legendary metals.

Every one of them has a high probability of non-reproducible magic in the human race, and if they go on the market among the human race, they are priced blue ceilings as legendary weapons.

"May I ask what magic is in this?

Parents asked to squeeze out their voices.

"It contains a technique of stubbornness and plating"

"Mithrill would seem to put more magic into it, but only two? Was that intentional? Where the hell is this sword?

And, my parents make Rio a question-attack.

Stubborn is a magic trick that makes the strength of an object sturdy, but if it is impacted beyond the endurance limit, the sword will break, and if it is left unattended without care, then the blade will spill.

Plating (plating) is to prevent corrosion of the metal, but only because it is resistant to rust due to blood, it deteriorates slightly while left unattended all the time, so it is necessary to apply oil to small pieces of magic.

They are all sorceries that are widely available among the human race, and if they are a little fancy, they are equipped as a matter of course.

It is possible to include more than one sorcery in the same substance, but there is a limit to the number of sorceries that can be included by the suitability of the substance.

Beyond the limits of magic, matter becomes irresistible and brittle to the load of magic flowing through the procedure, so the durability of the substance needs to be taken into account when making demonic costumes and magic props.

Mithrills are suitable materials for demonic costumes and magic props, and are known as metals with high magic endurance.

With the fact that the rarely marketable weapon of Mithril is an artifact without exception and includes a high degree of surgical ceremony, the parent questioned that only two sorceries common to the Mithrill sword that Rio possesses.

"Yes. There are certainly only two techniques in that sword: stubbornness and plating (plating). I'm not a producer, so I don't know if it was meant to be. I can only say that the route was given to me by an acquaintance."

Weaving lies to some, laying low on important information, Rio replied.

"Hey, is that acquaintance the producer?

"No, you don't"

"... right"

A disheartening color floats on his face and his parents drop their shoulders disappointingly.

It is an instinctive desire to know who strikes so many swords as the same blacksmith.

Nevertheless, you had no expectations from the beginning, and your parents trusted Rio's words with pelicans as they were.

"Aren't you willing to add extra surgical ceremonies to the surplus area to turn it into a demonic sword?

"I wish we had a good technique, but we couldn't really get around each other."

That's how Rio lies.

In fact, this sword incorporates one surgical formula that I haven't even told my parents about.

It's a ritual that lets the sword capture the spiritual art of the user, something that is not out among the human race.

"Well, it's a misrillic weapon because of it. Compared to an ancient magic artifact, you may feel like you can include a modern artifact."

The technique for weapons commonly found among the human race confers one attribute beforehand: fire, water, ice, wind and thunder.

While some ancient magic instruments (artifacts) have the same technique to attribute attributes, their performance is not comparable to that of modern art.

"Yes.... by the way, is it possible for you to sell your sword?

He shifted his gaze to the sword that was hanging on the wall, and Rio asked.

"Mm-hmm. I'm sorry. I've been a blacksmith for over thirty years, but I've never seen a sword like this before. He lost me."

My parents apologized badly for the bat, realizing that I had missed the story.

"Surely the sword was for the lad?

"Yes."

"The design is boneless, but the sword is actually one of those I made. I use it as a touchstone to check the customer's eyes to make a bespoke sword. So even if I sell it, I just want the right user to have it..."

My parents sent their gaze to the Yakuza.

"Ugh..."

Pushed by its force, the Yakuza trembles in horror.

"It's too much of a substitute for the first sword an amateur kid has, but well. If you're going to coach the kid, let's sell it. But as a thank you for showing me a good sword, I'll let you study, but it's still expensive, right?

And my parents look at Rio's face like they peep.

"How much is it?

"I see. Actually, it's about 40 pieces of gold. How about 35 pieces?"

When it comes to thirty-five pieces of gold, it is comparable to the annual income of the lower nobility.

Pure Adamantite steel is difficult to process unless you are a skilled craftsman and is also a rare ore, so extra This does not mean that this price is too high.

"Okay. Please."

That being said, Rio took thirty-five gold coins out of his purse without straying.

"Ooh..."

Without hesitation, my parents look at Rio, who gave me a light amount of money.

"You surprise me. Seems to be making a lot of money from that young man. You, nobleman...... that doesn't sound like it. A little bit of a well-known adventurer? I've never seen him like this before."

"No, I'm making money hunting demons while traveling around. I don't usually spend a lot of money."

"Well, you could make more money if you became an adventurer."

"I don't need that much money, and it seems to have a lot of clutter."

He grinned lightly, and Rio shrugged his shoulders.

"I see. Well, I could have mentioned people, too. I don't even know that. Bring it whenever you need to take care of that sword. I'll take care of it cheaply."

"Thank you. One of these days I'm going to have a replacement sword for this kid, so maybe I'll take care of him here."

"Okay. It depends on the power of the kid, but he doesn't have to be made to order."

"Yeah, I'll be working out by then."

Parents nod deeply,

"Mondo! It's a business deal. Give me that sword!

That's what I called my apprentice's boy.

"Yes!"

He replied loudly and the boy removed the sword from the shelf.

"Okay, go ahead. Please accept."

Say, the boy gives his sword to Rio suddenly.

"Thanks"

When Rio received the sword, he handed it to the Aristocrats.

Yaman receives the sword with joy.

He held the sword as if it mattered, and fell in love with it, which was delivered into his arms.

"Bye. Excuse me."

When he smiled small at the delightful appearance of the Jazz, Rio said goodbye to his parents and turned back his heels.

"Let's go, Yakuza"

"Whoa! Thanks! Brother Hart!"

Yaman thanks him well.

"Thank you! Come again!

A disciple boy majestically drops off Rio and Jazz's back as he walks away.

Leaving the store, the sun poured down from the clear sky, stimulating the eyes of Rio and Yaman.

Tighten your eyes softly as you dazzle.

"I have to buy a shield later."

Then, Rio and Yaman went to buy the other gear they needed and picked up Mizuki and the others.