Clear weather with no clouds, two men came shaking by a carriage.
"Lord Temsy, Lord Jumka, thank you very much."
They said hello to me and Temsy.
These two are of the Au tribe, both artisan fighters who are wizards of metal. I asked Au to give me a horse and a Gouda sheep to come and make a new sword out of the metal I took from the Patriarchate.
Besides me and Temsy, there are a few other women on this scene: Obudai, Mukai, Uchiran, and Jumel.
"Both of you, that's what I ordered."
As Temsy pointed out, there was one medium-sized bell placed there.
The two of them walk that far and touch the bell.
"No, I've seen it elsewhere, all bells made of demon and yang steel. It's a great place to be."
There were bells like this in the relatively large towns we looted.
This bell came to Longa in Argument after the invasion of the Patriarchate.
"It seems the name Eliza's bell is the only name from a man who was in the Patriarchate. Well, well, well, well."
Thamzy smiled and said so.
It's a weird name bell, so I asked Noel about the bell's name.
"You'd better not ask, huh? Still listening?"
That's what Noel said with a face like he chewed up a bitter bug. But because of that, the other way around, I got interested.
"Oh."
"You know, there are occasional throat bragging competitions in the diocese."
Hmm? All of a sudden?
"Eligibility is to be a woman, to be a virgin, and the winner is…"
Noel is jamming words. No way!
"Throw yourself as a sacrifice into boiled demon and yang steel."
I couldn't say anything to Noel's word.
"Does that mean anyone's going to join us?
"It's very popular. Suicide is forbidden by Dems teachings, but this is supposed to be a way of integrating with the bell and becoming a messenger who dedicates accompanying songs to the end of the world, beneath Dems."
"I mean Eliza's Bell Eliza..."
"It's the name of the girl who threw herself."
It kind of gave me a bitter vibe. Oh, I shouldn't have asked. I did get cautioned......
Reminds me of something unpleasant, head down ni, three times.
Today we will crush this bell demon and yang steel and make it our new sword.
I mix iron with demon and yang steel, but if I add more iron to the ratio of iron to demon and yang steel, I can make a strong, viscous metal, and if I add more demon and yang steel, I can make brittle but hard metal.
That balance is difficult. It's hard to mix, so you can borrow two metal wizards to make them.
Demon and Yang steel cannot be taken in the meadows. The few Devil Yang steel swords are treated like tribal treasures.
In this invasion of the Patriarchate, we obtained a large quantity of Magic Yang Steel. No one had ever dealt with Magic Yang Steel, but these two well-known men were to be called to various tribes in this meadow.
In the meantime, I don't hear any reports of failure so far.
At first, it's from Temsy.
Temzie showed her sword and watched the two magically make swords as she directed the length and weight.
Two metal wizards shed their magic, removing demon and yang steel from the bell, extracting only the iron of Temsy's sword removed from the pattern, and shaping the sword.
Fine-tune it to match the pattern and sheath if you can shape it all the way through and pass it to Temsy.
Temzy shook gently to ascertain the weight and length before handing the swords over to the two again.
"Weight, length, that's it."
When Thamzy says so, they magic the sword.
Then the gloss is born from Temsy's sword and gradually sharpens.
"Done."
That's what they said. They returned their swords to Temsy.
Temsy takes her sword and heads to the woman who is blindfolded and seated behind her back.
Then he stood behind the woman at the far end, swung up his sword, and lowered it as it was.
The sound of cutting people, the smell of blood, and the neck that falls apart.
"Wow, I didn't spill a blade, and it slashed like nothing"
I don't think he just slashed his neck. That's what he told us with his innocence.
Temsy named this sword the Water Moon in the sense that it would even slash the moon in the water.
They are sinners to be tried and executed for a new sword.
While we're going to the Patriarchate or fighting over territory, the tribe has only women, children and artisan fighters.
I hate to tell you, but if you're gonna cheat, it's a great time.
And what happens if you cheat and find out.
Of course, the man is the one who dies because he tried to take the other woman. Naturally.
Women are also condemned to death except for special cases where they were pushed down where they disliked them and forced to rape them.
And the child the woman gave birth to, except for the special case, the girl is dead, the boy is good and slave down, bad and the death penalty.
I don't think children are guilty, but that's the code.
I mean, the women over there, they cheat, they get the death penalty and they deserve it.
Drag with horses, tie your hands and feet and pull with horses, put them in bags and step on them many times with horses. What a method of execution, but beheading is the execution as the heaviest sin.
As far as I'm concerned, I think it would be better that way because it hurts and is more painful to put it in a bag and step on it with a horse... But this is the best way to execute someone who's hard to scratch.
Lord Jumka.
Whoa, it's my turn while I think about it. That's right, because it's Temsy's next.
I took my sword out of my sheath and put it in front of both of us.
"It's as long as this. It may weigh slightly."
"Yes, I understand. Bye."
They put magic through the bell.
That's right!
"Hey, both of you."
"What is it?
"I want you to make about half as many steels as you have and half as many irons."
In one word of mine, you two on your heads? I'm floating the mark.
"That means make three, right?
"Sorry, no, no. It's highly viscous, with a lot of iron at its core, and a lot of hard demon and yang steel around it, so we wrap it up. And make me the blade part in the middle, can you?
"I don't know what it is, but it looks interesting. I'll try."
That's what I said. The two of them started working. They responded politely to my difficult order as well.
"What do you think?
I gently wave the sword that was said and given to me. Just a little heavier than before, but acceptable.
"It's okay."
If you say so and give it to the two of you, they did the last finishing touches and gave it to me.
I'll take it.
Suspiciously photographing sword, standing behind one woman.
That's my girl. I don't want to kill a woman, but this is also a code.
And I can't forgive the woman who cheated on me, that's the analogy...
"Brother, I beg your pardon."
Cologne and his neck fall off with one of my swings.
Awesome cleavage. So much so that I wonder what it was before.
They look anxiously at me when I'm holding or opening my hand.
"Don't worry, it's the best you can do. When I slashed him, I didn't feel the bone. Right. Name it Boneless."
When I said that, they looked horrible.
I put my sword in my sheath and sat beside Temsy.
"You look in a bad mood, brother-in-law which"
I know that even if Temsy doesn't tell me.
"I don't like to slaughter women."
"Brother-in-law, which is sweet for a woman. I can't believe we're dealing with a contraindicated woman on horseback."
"Right."
I saw the sky and felt the wind without saying anything more.
After that, Mukai was delighted with the cleavage of the same sword that I had made.
Me and Mukai are going to use it in action, and the others are going to decorate it as a family heirloom.
Let the slaves take care of them.
Oh, I feel bad. Well, fine. I'll hold Ellen, Elena and Shaolan today until the three of them stop standing and forget about it.