To Deprive a Deprived Person

Pan, and a light noise. It is the sound of Gombugle slapping his own knee.

"Mmm. I think that's what we've been talking about."

Gombugle restarts the conversation with a reminder of the time.

"Famous blacksmiths, excellent decorators, and leading researchers and producers of magic guides were gathered in the Derim Empire. The purpose is simple -" Produce the best weapon the strongest man deserves. "

"Old Gombugle, on whose orders were they collected?

"Not Emperor Delim.

"Thank you, Emperor Delim, for being obsessed with weapons made by the hands of men, not with those from the Labyrinth."

"That's an unusual guy."

"Lord Woods, what makes you feel weird about what we're talking about?

"I don't know much about it, either, but the Army of the country wants to get their weapons together. If swordsmen are not equipped to successfully operate a unit made up of spears, archers, and magicians, the effect of tactics will be affected."

"Then, strange things, etc. -"

"So far we're talking about soldiers. When this becomes a commander or general, the story changes. The so-called samurai is obsessed with his weapons. The great man of the country never pinches his mouth on it either. How can a pronounced force change a situation of war?"

"Mmmm," Woods says to Mauno, "if you look at Yu, you'll see".

"But more and more, I don't know. Where does that lead to samurai and labyrinth weapons?

"Mmm. Labyrinth weapons are better."

"Such an idiot!!

Unexpectedly, Mauno rebels strongly against Gombugle's words. That would be the case, too. He is a man who lived as a Demon Fall and lived in a blacksmith. That's what Woods and Gombugle, the same blacksmiths, deny that Labyrinth weapons are better, etc.

"Mmm. Lord Mauno, I don't know how you feel, but are you calm?"

It was a mauno like I said something, but when I realized the kids were looking at me, I would shut up with a blah blah blah blah.

"If you want a uniform mass production of weapons, Nong et al will be up there. In the Labyrinth, you can't get the weapons you're after. Using the same material or steel, at least Noon is not going to lose out on Labyrinth weapons."

"Then..."

"There's only one big difference between what we build and what we get in the labyrinth, right?

"- Difference......... Skillful!

"That's right. Tools available in the labyrinth are often endowed with skills"

Skills on martial arts made by blacksmiths should be as much as 50% skilled blacksmiths, and the skills granted are random. If you are the highest blacksmith, Gombugl, you can let them grant you the skills you aim for in almost 10%, but still within common sense.

"Then it would be the same weaponry that Non and the others make."

"Because of the unique skills I was born with, I can't add skills to the weapons I made. Well, if you use certain minerals and materials like Mithril, you can make them."

"Sorry."

Woods owes his inherent skill 'unlucky' to Mauno, who knows he doesn't have the skills to build it, to apologize uncomfortably.

"I apologize. If it used to be, I don't care now."

"It would also be helpful if you could say that. So the skills that are attached to the Labyrinth's weapons and..."

"Mmm. Martial artefacts produced from the Labyrinth are stronger than the skills granted by Nong et al., and the number of skills granted is higher. That has become so pronounced that it has become so deep in a high-ranking labyrinth. Lord Mauno knows how much the value of a weapon can change with just one skill? In the first place, we've heard that a group of Dwarves who sought new power lost their Labyrinth armor was the beginning of the Demonic Fall Clan. No."

"What!? Were you............... didn't know"

Knowing in an unexpected way the formation of the demonic tribe, Mauno opens his eyes without hiding his surprise.

"Tell me more than that."

"Oh no!?

Mauno is shocked by Woods' words.

"Mmm. As I said earlier, Emperor Delim has become more obsessed with man-made weapons than with labyrinthine ones. I don't know... believe in the possibilities that people have - no, I was sure of that.

Anyway, I asked Emperor Delim about the cost of production and the materials and steels he would prepare. Anyway, the strongest man deserves the best weapon. "

Woods and Mauno's gaze pours strongly into Gombugle. That was because of the interest of the Emperor of the Derim Empire, the most vast of the five kingdoms, in how much gold and materials he would prepare.

"This is what Emperor Derim said to Noon, who drowned his head. 'There is no need for your Lord to have such trivial concerns. Use as much money and materials as you need."

"Whew!"

Mauno gets excited and leaks his voice.

You don't have to worry about the budget. It is one of the most delightful words my client has told me for those involved in the task of making things.

"That's another fancy story."

"Mmm. Well, since there have been a few people in the past who offer similar conditions, Non was so surprised. Just... as a result, a number of noblemen's houses collapsed or cancelled their requests. When that happened, Noon was in trouble, so he wanted to make a fine arrangement."

"Oh, you're a terrible guy."

Gombugle says to Woods, "Because you can use it as much as you like, he said," without offense.

"Well, that's the Derim Emperor Gamma Derim Ray Oakley. She let me use it as much as I wanted, as proclaimed. From the arrangement of the blacksmith workshop to the various costs of them, to the materials of high-altitude demons, including dragons and celestial demons, from ore such as Mithril, Damascus, Orihalcon and Adamantite, to the blue soul of Hiirokane, which does not first reach the general market."

What an enviable story from Woods and Mauno. Woods was estranged from adventurers, mercenaries, etc. because of his unique skill 'unlucky', and Mauno continued his escape life leading his clan to escape persecution. For until they both met Yu, they could not obtain any decent material or ore, nor wave a hammer satisfactorily.

"Mmm. Among the blacksmiths of many names, a spear made by Noon was chosen. Well, I knew it would be chosen. Look, what are you, a genius?

Without even being modest, Mauno said to Gombugle, "Do you say it yourself?" and speak to Woods.

"Gombugle, you don't look very happy for that."

"Mmm. You know what I mean? It is. Noon went to see Joseph before he built the spear. See, you guys listen to what the users want, right? Position of the center of gravity of the weapon, the shape, weight, length of the blade, and the skills you want to grant. That's what happened to Noon. Yet when that man (...), what do you think he said to this non?

Gombugle strokes his chin beard so as to calm him down.

"Come on? Do you know Mauno?

I don't know.

"Nothing in particular (...) then. I should have said that before. If anyone else had said so, I wouldn't have allowed this nonsense either. Joseph had a different character - no, the digits were different. Non has also been hailed as a celebrity. Many samurai have asked me to do this before. It's also from people who are called superior and superior. Even compared to those, the air Joseph wrapped up in was different. I was just breathing air in the same room, and Noon was about to be crushed by the pressure.

Even the casual appearance of it is so convincing that Emperor Delim commands the strongest man to build the weapons he deserves. "

What a voice Woods can speak, I have trouble with words.

My feet stink, I butt in public, I fart. Keep sober and immediately lift the ban. Loud to the taste for a big drink, wandering around in underwear. For it was too far from the impression Joseph was hearing from Yu.

"Gahaha. What, finally Gombugle Old is the most thoughtful weapon, not in a good way, but in a bad way?

"Mmm. Lord Mauno, you're right. It doesn't make sense to that man who built it, such as weapons. Yeah, you weren't interested."

Without breaking his usual mild grin, Gombugle affirms Mauno's words.

"You built all the weapons but the spear?

"Oh, that bothered me, too."

Pittari and the grin of Gombugle froze. Hands with cups of tea sway into small pieces, gradually the wrinkles carved into the face of the gombugle become deep and rugged.

"Spears... other than... weapons?

"Oh, man. There's no tea in here."

"Old Gombugle, what's up?

"Ugh... the spear was chosen for the spear, but no more armor and decorations."

"Well, I didn't know you had a better blacksmith. What kind of name is that?

"Bartolt and Yvonne."

"It's three masterpieces," Woods mutters. Bartolt the Giant, Ivo the dwarf, and finally Gombugle the Dwarf, a famous artisan of this world.

"Bartolt was the guard, but Ivo was chosen for the decoration. As far as decoration is concerned. I don't specialize in non. Then the armor was chosen by the Bartol! WOW! I'm not forgetting Bartolt's face when I think back now! You gave up the spear!! After you say you lose!!

"Old Gombugle talks a lot today," Mauno soaked his tea with a weird admiration.

"Mm-hmm. I'm so sorry. I think I've shown you a lot of inconsistency.

What about Noon? I want to make the best weapon. That's the kind of weapon that Joseph envied when he didn't even look at Non's work. "

Behind an old, drooping eyelid, Gombugle's eyes glistened like a dreaming boy.

"You can say the best weapon. Gombugle, you can build a first-class weapon. The spear you gave to Emperor Delim is probably first-class too, right?

"No, no, no, Lord Woods, it would mean the highest weaponry in the class."

Woods snorts convincingly at Mauno's words.

"Mmm. Lord Mauno, that's not true. No. Non wants to build superior (...) weapons."

"" Extraordinary!?

"Waha. That passes from time immemorial among dwarves. You adage that those involved in blacksmiths should not be complacent. Adventurer ranks are inherently the best, but SS ranks and SSS ranks are in place to keep adventurers who reach S-rank from getting sick."

"There are similar words of admonition among the Fallen."

"Yeah. I have a super class!

To the Woods, who were halfway through the conversation, Gombugle tells me that there is an extra class above the first level.

"Even if Noun looks like this, he will live longer than your lords"

"Whatever it looks like. I don't care what you think."

"Hmm. That's jizzy."

A thick grandfather makes Woods laugh.

"Nah!? Oh, well. I thought Noon was still young, but, well, yeah.

As a result, Nan is often invited as a guest by the great men of all countries from the top three artists. At one point, I was invited to the Kingdom of Oudon. Speaking of the Kingdom of Oudon, do you know the Lord well? There's something I'd like to ask the wise man. I was wondering if I'd missed this opportunity, or if I could get closer to the Great Sage. "

"Great Sage. So that famous ring was premium!?

Gombugle is not a joke or anything. Woods, realizing that he was seriously talking about the extraordinaire, asks Gombugle at a glance.

"Mmm. You mean" Solomon's Ring "? Oh, my God, it's first class."

I was invited by guests to 'appraise' the ring they were wearing against the Great Sage, who is said to have the same power and power at his feet as the poor nobility of the Kingdom of Oudon. Woods admires Gombugle's exploratory spirit and courage. Between the kingdoms of Oudon and Dwarf if you do poorly, it's an international problem.

"Old Gombugull, the Great Sage Ring - if that Solomon ring and the one was famous and first class, didn't you still have an extra class?

It was the best Mauno could say, but Gombugle slowly shook his neck to the side.

"The Great Sage has always had good rumors and bad rumors, right? One of the rumors was that they possessed an item created by the gods. Then Noon turned to the Great Sage and asked him:"

Soon both Woods and Mauno clenched their fists.

"Why don't you show me the extra martial arts you possess? And."

"So? What did the Great Sage say?

"Mmm. I laughed and walked away from the front of Noh."

"What?"

Contrary to the disappointing Mauno, Woods was a true face.

"Gombugle, the Great Sage... The Great Sage didn't say there wasn't (...), did he?

"Hmm. I didn't say there wasn't. Non thinks there is an extra class. Besides, it's not the first time I've tried to build a superior weapon. See, in the past, you had a blacksmith trapped in madness, didn't you? I hear they were trying to build some superior weapons, too. No."

"'Fallen Famous Worker'? That's an old story. That would be like Yotai."

"Mmm. I don't know if it's superior, but it's because there's actually a real thing. I can't say enough bullshit."

"What the hell!? There's a real thing!

"Mmm. There is. No. The sad thing is, criminals -- you see, one of them is in possession of Vicious Seventy Seven Villains called" Kiyogi "or something like that."

"Ho. If there is a real thing, I'd like to see it. Wouldn't Lord Woods agree?

"Oh, I agree"

Gombugle thinks as he looks at Woods and Mauno, who have begun to talk enthusiastically about superior martial arts. Ancient dragon material on the equipment of the nameless kingdom, plus if these two would cooperate, it wouldn't be my dream to build a superior weapon.

No other blacksmith can do that. In those who revere the self of the three great masters and blindly obey them without giving their opinions. We incite each other, we come up with opinions, unless we are the ones who think we are.

Woods and Mauno absorb technology in a greedy way, although arms are inferior to themselves in that regard, and any time they try to cross themselves - no, there are verses that I still think are up there if it's just feelings. If not that much, Gombugle thought that he had no tension either.

When he came to the country, having fun and having no choice, Gombugul thought, "Morning, won't you grow to the point of threatening Nong" as he rinsed his tea.