Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

On the day of the blacksmith tournament, the blacksmith guild that held the tournament was in chaos when I was relieved when I successfully opened the tournament after handling various troubles. Apparently, Silphy's cheating investigative abilities had exposed the criminal act, and Daewoo was wielded inside the Blacksmith Guild. I don't care, but will the tournament be held properly?

"Hmm, you've come a long way without running away."

Huh?

I don't understand the reality in front of me.

Well, what do you mean?

Huh? Because you can't get the workshop on your own, what does the pathetic man who is trying to take the workshop away from Mel by force with the bandits say?

While I'm a little confused, Eunice fights back.

Somehow, I don't want to be bitten, but if I'm an ally, I can count on Unisu.

In the meantime, Golden and the others seemed to be tugging at Eunice in an instant, so let's calm down and sort out the situation.

First of all, when we entered the room, Golden and the others looked away awkwardly.

The information from Silphy explains why.

After the raid, it was awkward to think I was the culprit.

I called people criminals and seriously appealed to the security organization, but it was a mistake, so I couldn't look them in the eye.

Yeah, I get it.

But I don't know what to do afterwards.

In the first place, the work is already finished, so I don't know what it means to provoke it.

Ah, maybe you came closer to apologize at first, and when you saw us, you hated us, and you cut yourself upside down?

Ahaha, no way... hey... that sounds so impossible.

You couldn't let me bow my head, and you bet that you never found out I was dressed in wet clothes.

In the eyes of the Goldens, the Knights have to tell me, and it's not strange to think that we and the Knights are unlikely to discuss the incident without being involved in the assault.

Actually, I turned my hand and Sylphy was there, so everything was out of control, but if there had been an incident where I wasn't involved, it was most likely through.

I see, you're going to do something that the Goldens didn't do when you turned your hand to help them by pushing them to death.

Well, I don't understand how it feels. If I were in Golden's shoes, bowing my head to me would kill me.

I might as well apologize and try to make it Yasaya for the possibility that I won't find out.

I somehow understood the feelings of Mr. Golden and the others.... but it doesn't matter if I understand it or not.

Very well. I had originally intended to make you say hi, but if Golden is going to do that, I won't hold back.

No, I didn't mean to hold back, but I'll squash your pride until it gets dusty, including this incident.

Ah, Lord Hirota, I'm sorry, but can I have a moment?

With a dark determination in her chest, Tabre-san was right in front of her. Momentary movement?

"Um, I'd like to list Mel's work first, but can't I do it later?"

Well, Mel was hugged by Eunice, who was bit by Gang Gan and Golden, so it seemed like it would take a while... but maybe Golden's eyes were already tears.

“I'm sorry, but I need to talk to you about the tournament first.”

Is it about the tournament, or is it about the postponement or the cancellation of the tournament, given the current situation?



As expected, consultations were postponed until the Games.

I needed clarification about the commotion, and both the Blacksmith's Guild and the Blacksmith's Guild were confused. People unrelated to the tournament began gathering in the guild knowing about the wrongdoing of officials, so they wanted the tournament to be postponed if possible.

Of course, I did not accept the consultation and insisted that the tournament be held.

I can beat Mr. Golden with all my strength right now, and if there are a lot of people coming to the tournament, it's only a great opportunity to spread Mel's strength.

Well, I don't want to postpone it because I'm willing to humiliate the Goldens.

Basically, it was a mistake on the part of the blacksmith's guild, so the tournament was to be held as planned due to my strong demands.

Although I deserved it, I felt sorry for the Blacksmith Guild.

Sylphy said that even in a state of chaos, she accepted Mel's work and checked the degenerate version of Damascus for further chaos.

The Blacksmith's Guild was in a state of panic.

I am a little worried that the tournament will be held properly.

What? Do you want to say hello to the organizer? I can't.



“Let's get started!”

It was a little behind schedule, but I think the blacksmith guild that managed to shape the tournament deserves recognition.

At the same time as the moderator's words, the first piece is carried on the cart in front of the five judges on stage.

If Silphy hadn't forcibly returned Dolgem to the castle, would Dolgem have been one of those judges?

... well, I guess I can't help thinking about the people who got punched in jail again.

I thought about taking advantage of Dorghem's reputation, but Mel has a lot of disadvantages.

Appraise the longswords carried by the five judges from various angles.

From my point of view, I can only tell that it is a beautiful sword, but I am pointing out it in detail as it seems that it can be seen from the eyes of experts.

That show of appraisal of treasures is kind of fun.

Huh? There's a small figure among the judges...

Belle and the others were among the judges at some point to see if they were intrigued. Is that... okay?

If anyone could sense the Spirit's signs, wouldn't it be a misunderstanding that I did something?

... I'm a little worried, but perhaps there will be an overwhelming difference in the evaluation results.

Above all, I can only forgive the bells, who are supposed to be appraising with the judges, because they are so cute.

The first review is over, and the Long Sword will be transported to the tentative first place.

The judging method is similar to the famous Manjitsu Grand Prix. The ranking fluctuates with each judging, and the work in the last place is the winner.

The second piece has been carried.

It's a long sword as well as the first, but the judges and the venue react differently. From the blacksmiths' point of view, it seemed that there was a difference.

A longsword that is transported to the first place after appraisal. The previous work moves to second place.

One of the three of Golden and the blacksmith, who seemed to have lost his rank, was overjoyed.

... the blacksmith who took part in the tournament should have been quarantined. If you show your emotions so explicitly, the meaning of bearer screening will diminish.

There's an overwhelming difference this time, so it's okay, but be careful the next time you hold a similar tournament.

The third and fourth appraisals proceed smoothly.

Apparently, the screening format is easy to understand for amateurs, and there is a cheer every time the ranking is changed by someone other than the blacksmith.

I'm honestly happy to be the organizer of the tournament.

At the same time that the fifth piece is carried, there is a groaning at the venue.

The difference is obvious to me as an amateur.

A blade longer than a long sword. The handle part is also about twice as long compared to other swords. It looks like a two-handed sword, to put it mundanely.

However, in a labyrinthine city full of weapons of all kinds, the two-handed sword came out without any groaning.

Each glue is a thin gradient floating on the blade. I think Mel's gradient resembles her father's work.

Although Mel's father's work has a thicker gradient, Golden said that they are studying Mel's father's sword. I'm sure it's the work of the Goldens of the same lineage.

When I looked at Golden for confirmation, my eyes were perfectly aligned. He has a very uncomfortable expression.

Did you see the look on that face? This is my strength. You want to beat me up by telling me to regret challenging me. I want you to think about the meaning of bearer screening.

"Mel, what about that sword?"

"... I think it's amazing. I couldn't get there on my own."

"That's right."

I was just bragging, and I was pretty good at it. I admitted that Doya's face was very annoying, but I only admitted her strength.

Judges and spectators have reacted well, and comments have more than doubled compared to before. Golden-san's sword moved to the first place as it should.

Well, Golden-san was definitely losing.

I can't wait for a future where that fucking face is warped to defeat.

The sixth and seventh judges proceeded, but Golden-san's sword did not give way to the first place, and Mel's last turn came.

I knew it from Sylphy's scouting, but I came to the end without any turbulence.

For me, the tournament lacks excitement, but for me, it is as planned, so there is no problem. The production is coming up.

Mel's work is carried on the cart. The advent of a sword that combines power and beauty unlikely to be an ordinary sword.

It's a short sword, but its presence is overwhelmingly higher than Golden's two-handed sword.

An atmosphere of confusion spreads through the venue.

When you listen to the whispering voice, it's Damascus, right? Like, hey, did you sell a labyrinth weapon? I can hear voices such as.

Fufu, that's exactly what I expected.

Even if I'm stupid, I'm honestly not missing enough to think that Mel's degenerate version of Damascus can be recognized.

"The question is who will get caught in this trap..."

"Don't be ridiculous! Hey, the Blacksmith's Guild is going to admit this!" Are you going to throw away the blacksmith's pride for fear of such a man! "

Screaming with your fingers at me, Mr. Golden.

It seems that my face noticed that the sword of Damascus is Mel's work. Fufu, I don't know what bearer screening means either.

However, Mr. Golden seemed to be surprisingly quick in his head.

When she realized that it was Mel's work, she thought that I was trying to force it through almost without a time lag.

Well, it's wet. As expected, I'm not going to call a deer a horse in a scene like this.

Now it's time to start enjoying your time.

I got dressed twice, so let's fight back with all my might.

Oh, but before that, let's get the other disciples and Belle out of the way. You can't just hunt people down and make me look like pure kids.