Weakest Occupation “Blacksmith” Become The Strongest

Anything, it seems the aristocrats are staying at our inn.

Speaking of nobility, it's customary to stay in one of the finest inns, but I've known nobles there for a long time, anyway.

... to be exact, you think my parents have ever taken his request as adventurers?

Because of that connection, he also knew his stepfather, the owner of this inn.

He says I've seen him before, too, but he's still probably older than five.

So I didn't remember it at all.

"Relius, have you finished cleaning room 201?"

My father-in-law looked nervous somewhere about the coming of a nobleman this evening.

The room provided is Room 201.

This is the room where I rebuilt my bed before.

Well, this isn't the only place I've rebuilt it. All rooms.

But room 201 was the only bed in the S-rank, and the other beds belonged to the B, A-rank.

The most comfortable bed is the S-rank bed, so room 201 was left for the aristocrats.

That said, I was anxious.

... I rebuilt all the furniture in this room.

They all made it the finest in S-rank, but could they be fulfilled and accepted by the aristocracy?

"All the furniture Lelius has for us is very popular with our customers, so we'll be fine."

My mother-in-law slapped me on the shoulder with a ton and smiled.

... maybe it's a statement about my anxiety.

"My regular customers are adventurers, but I'm going to be noble..."

"It's okay, it's okay. A-rank adventurers admired it! It's more comfortable sleeping than the luxury bed I used to stay in! The chair sits great! The food is normal! What!"

My stepfather, who heard my mother-in-law's words, was falling off his shoulder.

"You have no choice... everything is different from a luxury inn..."

"Fair enough. Your food is delicious."

My mother-in-law smiled and I nodded too.

Then my father-in-law finally regained his energy and was under his nose.

"It's time to come, and everybody get ready!"

With my father-in-law's words on the signal, we headed outside to pick him up.

My inn is rented out today.

They're planning on staying with the knights of that escort as well as the nobles.

For that reason, my father-in-law had a temper in the morning.

I will definitely have to succeed.

I look at Meir, who was next door.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Meir"

"Wow, I know, I know... whoa!"

... I don't think so. Sometimes Meir looked the best when it was our inn, and this is how she was entrusted with the reception.

One carriage runs all over the darkened city.

That slowly came this way. A carriage with a family crest, no doubt.

It belongs to the Shells.

He says he's a nobleman of the Viscount, and he's the one entrusted with the administration of the province.

They're looking around the realm now.

Coming down from the inside with the knight was a young man about twenty years old.

... You're younger than anyone I've ever heard.

Maybe it's your son.

"... oh!? Could that face be Lelius?"

"Uh... yes, it's Relius"

I smiled like a boy. He approached me.

"I'm Clia Shells. Long time no see. We used to play together when we were just little... don't you remember?"

"Er... yes, I'm sorry. I can't remember."

"Ha, fine. You were about three, weren't you? You look just like your father."

"... Really?"

It just makes me happy to say something.

But I can't even be happy.

When she looked at Meir, she turned her hand to the inn with a tight smile.

"Oh, well! Do it here!"

... you're so nervous.

But it doesn't seem to make me angry either.

Or this guy, he keeps calling out to me.

"Hey, it's been a really long time. I miss you because there wasn't a lot of kids playing with me back in the day."

"... Were you?"

"Oh, yeah. Because we were nobles, even though we were Viscounts. The children of the inhabitants have kept their distance. He was trying to keep his parents out of it."

"Really...... but I figured I'd be nervous too when I was noble, so I guess I can't help it?"

"Don't say that. The Viscount is pretty narrow in the aristocracy because of him down there. Well, in our case, it's probably one of the reasons why the nobles we were entrusted with before said that they were already frightened of the nobles."

"... surely you may have no choice"

"So, well, my playmates were like the demons and relius I keep. I really enjoyed your parents taking me on a demon hunt with them...... Uh, I'm sorry about that. I'm often called insensitive."

"Nothing. Never mind that much."

I knew enough in this few minutes exchange that I wasn't going to be offended.

Ridiculous, even though he likes to talk, so the guide to the inside ends while he turns to that listener.

I'll follow you to the dining room and take the food there.

It's like a light banquet, including a knight.

I've been listening to him about his seat with Mr. Clier.

Looks like the alcohol was already spinning, and Mr. Clier was looking at this one with a red face.

"Well... is it hard to be an adventurer"

"Right...... Because I'm a blacksmith."

"That's... that's a shame. Speaking of which, surely the child of this inn was a 'brave man'?"

That's just what's in your realm, and you seem to know it well.

Now Mr. Clier says he's taking over from his father.

In a year, Mr. Clier is going to be a lord.

"Yes."

"We've found a lot of other Brave Men this year."

"Everything seems to be getting a lot of excitement up there."

"... well, yeah. I can't help but think I'm a precursor to something terrible happening."

"... outrageous, is it?"

"Oh, yeah. 'Cause why do you think God gives us professions and artifacts?"

"… is that because it is a force needed in this world?"

"Oh yeah! That means! Something will happen that will require the help of the Brave! That's for five!"

... Indeed.

Is that possible if you think the other way around?

"I hope it's my concern. Huh... I'm getting sleepy."

With his hands on his mouth, Mr. Clier stretched out.

"The room you plan to stay in today will be Room 201. Shall I show you?"

"Hmm, right. Shall we go to bed?"

Mr. Clier makes the stretch and then gets up.

Two knights just came to support Mr. Kleer.

I'll show you to room 201.

As soon as he entered the room and transported the client to bed, the client closed his eyes.

I watched him as the knight who saw it was surprised.

"Ku, the client said he slept in an instant!?"

"... is that so surprising?"

The knight raised his voice in surprise, then held his mouth.

They left the room quietly, and I followed.

"... the client is quite nervous. When the pillow changed, I couldn't sleep, so I prepared it."

... That's right. That's a little surprising.