To Deprive a Deprived Person

Off the main road from the main street of the city Kammer, there is a less popular back street. There was one blacksmith in the back street who was not sure if it was open or not. The blacksmith's owner was famous among the adventurers in a different way.

The store owner's name was Woods Colori, and the inherent skills he possessed, although his arm is certain, were the problem. Skill name is' unlucky ', if you are a blacksmith by this skill, there was no skill attached at all with a constant chance when creating gear.

Regardless of whether you are a high-ranking blacksmith in the first place, if you are a regular blacksmith, you will hardly attach the skills you are after. Nonetheless, there was a reason why Woods' store was not popular.

Adventurers are a life-threatening operation. So-called, more than ordinary people are held in charge of testing. For this reason, Woods' weapons and protective equipment were alienated, despite the fact that his arms were indeed.

From the back of Woods's shop, the sound of slamming metal with a hammer echoes, but there was a murmur in the sound somewhere today.

"Mmmm...... Huh!? I did it."

Woods looked at the long sword he was beating and the blade was distorted from place to place rather than uniformly thick. Unexpectedly Woods punches his tongue.

"Hi, I'm not feeling well."

Woods here these days couldn't create the kind of weapons and protective equipment he thought he would.

We knew what was causing unsatisfactory objects to not be created.

"Where are you walking, that boy?"

Ten days had already passed since Yu disappeared over the city Kammer. Woods had heard more about Yu disappearing than the few familiar adventurers.

When Woods, worried, visited Yu's mansion, there was only Nina and Lena accompanying him to Yu's room with a blue and white face, and Woods, who had heard that Marifa was diving alone into the labyrinth, had difficulty keeping the blood from getting hot with his inner anger.

"Don't make me worry! When I get back, I'm gonna punch you in the face."

Woods exhales a few unknown sighs as he throws a long sword of failure into the barrel.

At that time...

"Grandma."

A familiar voice reaches Woods' ear, who was in the workshop. Woods rushes to the voice-over, but rushes past and hits his tibia on the gold floor.

"Ouch!? Duh, where?"

Woods had a strange sight there as he made a small run from the workshop to the store holding down his aching tibia.

A square space of about 20 cm (L) and 20 cm (W) was created as if it had been inserted into glass in a space where there was nothing. Yu stood there as Woods peered into his horror.

"Where are you?"

It was Woods I was trying to deal with calmly, but when I saw Yu, blood would go up at once and I was about to yell at him. But I am stunned by Yu's appearance.

Full-bodied creation, exactly the state of Yu, the words fitted. I haven't slept under my eyes since I had a terrible neighborhood, and my cheeks are skinny.

The spirited sword, which I had just sold before this, had spilled a blade as if it had been in use for years, and the protective equipment made of high defense Damascus steel had also been damaged everywhere.

Woods unwittingly nauseates leaking from Yu's side.

"Where are you? No, kid...... don't stay in" Enrio in the Decay Realm ". Besides... not the upper level... you're diving in the middle and beyond."

There was maggots gushing from Yu's wound, and Woods looked familiar to that wound. "Enrio of the Decay Realm," a corrosive horse living in the 46th layer, this demon has the habit of planting eggs in the wound, and once the eggs are planted, the eggs hatch in the dozens of minutes, eating and breaking meat and popping up more than in the host's body.

"Just one person... silly. Can't this entrance be expanded more?

"No... I can't afford it. From now on... I will give you the materials and magic guides collected here... if Nina and the others continue to be adventurers, make some protective gear... I want you to give me the magic guides. How to use the magic guide is on paper... because I'm writing"

Woods' chest becomes bitter on Yu, who reacts to words with vain eyes, whether she is exhausted physically or mentally.

Yu had an item pouch in his hand when he stuck his arm out slowly.

"Grandma... come on... take it, take it. We don't have much time."

Behind Yu hides the appearance of the vicious demons living in "Enrio of the Decay Realm". Corrupt Eating Soldier Ants, Rotton Kimyra, Durahan, Corrupt Horsemeat, Rotten Potatoes, Madness Ghost, all of which were unlikely demons who solo challenged themselves with high combat power.

"Grandma, I..."

Yu pushes the item pouch halfway to Woods and goes toward the herd of demons. The entrance closes at the same time as Yu leaves.

"Ma, stay! When's the next one? No, anytime! Be sure to keep in touch when it's convenient for the boy! You got it!

Woods holds down the entrance that closes with all his strength with both hands, but the entrance that slowly closes eventually closes completely.

Woods was still unable to move the spot for a while after the entrance closed.

Did you gradually brace your belly, Woods pulls the material out of the item pouch on a large work desk when he closes the store?

"This guy... awesome"

It was Woods roaring unexpectedly, but that was something I couldn't help but do. All the materials Yu had collected were materials that were traded at high prices. The crust of the corrupt eating soldier ants, hyenas on the skins of the Rottonkimyra, and even the skins of the giants who would have gone undead inside. Further to the magic guide, "Ring of Strong Life," "Pierce of the Holy Angel," "Anklet of Darkness," "Ring of the Demon King Sein," "Ring of the Servant," "Necklace of Darkness," all were magic guides that would start with 1,000 gold coins if they were to be auctioned off, and perhaps 5,000 gold coins or more if they were to win.

However, Yu's blood appeared to be creeping into the magic guide.

Woods taps his own cheeks with both hands to his temper, squeezing a misrill hammer and slapping the crust of a rotten meat-eating ant. The sound was different and clearer than it had been earlier. Starting that day, Woods' shop would remain closed, but the vast majority of adventurers didn't even care just because some adventurers cared.

From the workshop in the back of the store, day and night, the sound of the hammer was ringing.