The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

At the bottom of the hole in Gant's village, the hot springs set up white hot air.

While digging for ore, they dug all over this hot spring.

I have a roof so I can't see it from the top, so I don't feel liberated, but the hot water is perfect.

After I came back to the village, Beato treated me for a tight, scratch, and my damage was fully healed.

But Beato got tired of using too much magic.

That's why we're both recovering from fatigue now.

"Good day, Beato. I'm sorry for making you struggle every time you fight."

"... eh"

I wonder if you're telling me not to worry.

Beat sifts, his neck swept aside.

"I thought you'd say that."

This girl, you feel like you can do any kind of hard work for me.

Same for me, no matter how painful or painful it is for Beato, I can stand it.

I feel like I can do anything but grieve Beato.

"But I don't like the fact that I'm having a hard time with Beato. From now on, don't be too unscrupulous."

"...,... eh"

After a moment of thought, I nodded Kokon.

Then, stick it perfectly next to me and let me see your shoulders.

"Beat...?

"... eh"

I'm going to stare with my lukewarm eyes.

Beato's face is bright red because of the hot water, I'm sure.

It's also the hot water that makes my face hot.

Isn't it a little too hot, this hot spring?

"... so shall we leave? It's going to go up."

Something's going on with the air.

I'm going to feel strange if I stay like this, and I stand up as I distract myself.

"Right? You've had enough, haven't you? I'm worried about the tokas."

……

... I wonder why.

When I got up with a blister, Beato's gaze went toward my chest and my face turned more red.

The structure of this village feels like a spiral of passage from the bottom of a large hole continues up.

There are lifts here and there, but basically the move is walking.

I have the manpower to move it, and I can only get to one upper step structurally.

I don't think it's because it's not a tourist destination, it's about food sold in shops.

I'm going to buy Beato a new collar, just a little bit ahead of him.

And I wonder if we, the humans, are a little unusual.

They see me as a flicker.

... Maybe it's because I came out of the hot springs with Beato in my men's clothes.

"I'm back."

Open the tiny doors of Toka's house as you speak.

My landlord sat at the table and talked to Melo.

"Whoa, welcome back"

"It is!

You're both totally getting along.

My back length is about the same, and I feel like a good friend.

Tight, Toka's a lot older.

I'm at the table, and Beato's next to me, naturally.

On the table are shards of bright red ore brought from the back of the pit.

"Now you and I were looking into this stone. Then I found out something funny!

"What a tremendous conductivity of this stone, magic! That's already amazing!

"... Den, what is it?

What is it, I mean, what is it?

"It's very easy to pass through magic. This is going to make a mighty silo thing!

"Oh, your arms are ringing!

Melo laughs at each other, Toka, but I feel fine itself.

You're really flirting, aren't you?

That look that seemed neither happy nor sad when the vengeance died.

I haven't settled in the toca yet.

... and this is just something I take personally.

"By the way. You're in a hell of a lot of trouble, aren't you? If you like, talk to me."

"... yeah, that bothers you. That's why they attacked me."

It might be more for Toka to talk about than I've gotten so far involved.

... so I told him everything.

My hatred, every thing that happened to Melo's family, about the resistance.

Everything but who Beat is until the purpose and destination of this journey.

…………

You're losing words every time, Toka.

He's opening his mouth.

"... no, that was a hell of a lot more trouble than I imagined, this"

"Isn't that right? Maybe the Toka was followed, too?

"He said it's not funny... And, for now, I'm going to go into weapons making tomorrow."

How dare you threaten me a little too much......

Honestly, I just told her I was in danger, but she's got Toka's face on her, and Melo made me laugh.

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This village blacksmith, it's built outside the hole.

When I first came to this village, it was a small village and I thought a few huts.

Looks like I was about to do a blacksmith.

There are a number of places like that around the hole, and Toka is stuck in one of them.

He's been building my weapon for about three days, cleaning up his own business.

"... but you said Melo. The guy from Toka says he's not feeling very well."

"... eh"

"Slump, or something...?

He sounds like an amazing blacksmith, and it's hard to think about.

So I got worried, and this is how I came to see how things were with Beato.

When you come to one of the several blacksmiths, where Toka works,

"Oh, there he is."

Oh, my God, Toka, I was blurry outside the blacksmith.

I wonder if he's taking a break, sitting on the stump, taking a deep sigh.

"How's it going, Toka? Work progression"

"Hmm? Beat to Killier, you're here...... The job is all done, the job is done..."

Hip down to be a toka.

Beato, as always, fits me perfectly.

"... maybe that ore, it can't be processed?

"No, it's machinable enough. It's just... Thanks for the clutter when hammering. About my sister, about my friends..."

Gyuck, stiffen the nigiri fist.

I guess Toka's revenge, it's not over yet.

I'm sure the most unforgivable thing is myself.

"Hey, let me hear it if you want. Talk about your sister or friends"

"... we can't have a hippocampal chat, but still?

"With such a light feeling, I can't tell you what I want you to hear. Even I'm getting my sister killed."

"Yes, you were... This red ribbon is my sister's thing."

I'm tying my lowering, stroking the red ribbon with my fingers.

Oh, well, that's a wing hair decoration for me, that ribbon.

"He was so weak, he was always following me around. It was also Atashi's mane who started the blacksmith. He's always turned his gaze on me, and Atashi has been desperately trying to respond to it..."

You feel a little different from Claire, who's healthy and innocent, Toka's sister.

But I'm sure you cared about your sister as much as I do.

"If you're a friend, it's called Kanata. I've been sticking with Atashi, looking at him unilaterally as a rival. I was just wondering..."

"Happy?

"Oh, I was happy, I was proud. I just thought I could be the target of two blacksmiths, my sister and Kanata, and I felt like Atashi could climb high everywhere as a blacksmith."

"... but Kanata's alive, isn't she?

"Alive. I'm living in a treatment facility in the capital, and my arms are so broken that there's nothing healing magic can do about it. As a blacksmith, he's as good as dead..."

"... well. Thanks for talking to me even though it's hard."

Maybe touching the wound is harsher than that.

But if I let it go like this, I'm sure the Toka will stay seated here.

When things get really hard, we need the driving force to move forward.

In my case, it's two things: take revenge, protect Beato, but I'm sure that's what Toka needs.

... It could have really changed me to blame someone else for coming this far, me.

"I'm sorry if it's off target. Could I not forgive myself?

"... you've decided it's unforgivable. If Atashi went to the battlefield, my sister wouldn't have to go. He could have protected you, too. If Atashi doesn't stay... Huh!!

That's the idea, I don't know.

Same goes for Stra, but you blamed yourself and nodded, and you just make yourself bitter and you don't solve anything.

"But think about it. The reason for this in the first place is because Paradise handed Tartus the Gift Sphere."

I would think so.

"Then isn't it all Paladi and the Tartus Army that's bad?

Define your vengeance and beat them to hell, no matter what.

That's when you think about other things, isn't it?

………… ... Killier, you, it's ten years early to confuse your sister with your mouth!

"Wop!

I smiled so much, I got slapped in the back, Bachin.

Why not?

"I'll just take the feeling you tried to cheer me up. Right, I guess I was just blaming myself! Thanks, you blew it off!

I get up, have a very good smile, and then I turn my back and head back to the blacksmith.

"... yes, I am. It's all bad..."

... It wasn't what I thought, but somehow it seemed to cheer me up?

At the end of the day, I felt like I was whining in a small voice.

A few days later, my new weapon was completed.

There's a bright red swordbreaker, drenched in blood.