Weakest Occupation “Blacksmith” Become The Strongest

I heard I got a position as a furniture maker.

Mr. Krua spoke to the teacher and said that he had been given his consent by using the teacher's tuxedo.

There's a long and steep way to be a furniture maker... I was asking something like that, so I clapped it out.

So they say there's no problem with what they make anymore.

There's just one thing to be aware of.

That, he said, should not only be replicated with the original one that the craftsman engraved his name on.

They should never duplicate it and sell it.

They're not legally punishable or anything, but they make it harder for them to put their place in the guild as artisans.

... It was dangerous.

Of all the furniture I've ever remembered, there might be one like that.

We need to be careful from now on.

Of course, there seems to be no problem with modifications when used privately.

Mr Krua told me such a story.

Speaking of which, has Mr Krua started his business by now?

I have already completed the delivery of the goods indicated.

This time, everything I've made is a product designated for mass production.

The price is never high when compared to one of the original items, but we nevertheless prepared a good number.

The rest will depend on Mr. Krua's arm.

With regard to my contract with Mr. Krua, it turned out to be a year first.

This means that if we are unhappy with each other, we can end the contract with that one last time.

Basically, they rarely ask merchants to cancel their contracts.

As you can see from the distribution of the rewards, the artisans are in a better position.

I look at Mrs Meir.

At first, I've been away for a long time, but now I'm doing a fine job.

The education of newcomers is also well done. The rookie is also an adorable girl, eagerly listening to Mr. Meir and nodding.

My father-in-law came to me thinking what to think if I raised that kid too.

"Ooh, Relius. My newbie saw you, didn't he?"

"... he said he didn't see anything else. I've only been hiring cute girls lately, what's up?"

"No, well, I've been getting quite a few applications lately. Even Lelius should have a pretty girl, right?"

"Well, yes..."

Then you're a man.

Yeah, yeah, my stepfather's nodding satisfactorily.

Maybe I should report it to my mother-in-law later.

I was finishing my job and cleaning the quieter dining room.

The late shift today is Mr. Meir.

I was cleaning the dining room with her.

"... Relius, do you have a minute?"

"What is?"

"Well... there's something I need to talk to you about. So why don't you give me some time later?"

"I don't mind."

When I replied that way, Mr. Meir smiled happily.

What the hell is that?

Cleaning is done and the job is done.

Tomorrow morning, when I was ready to work without delay, I took my uniform off.

Resting in the holding room, Mr. Meir came too.

Mr. Meir is already dressed in simple clothes.

Mr. Meir rents a room in this inn, so you can rest if you keep going up the stairs.

Beside her like that, there were also gear placed.

Speaking of which, Mr. Meir was an adventurer.

What she is wearing now is a degree of protective equipment that only protects the area.

As I follow ranks and materials with my eyes, Mr. Meir has looked at this one.

"Sorry for taking the time!"

"It doesn't matter. So what's the story?"

"Oh...... well - I saw you the other day, is Lelius an adventurer!?"

I raised my voice with pleasure, Mr. Meir.

... Speaking of which, I never told anyone I was an adventurer.

My parents seem to be guessing somehow though.

"Where did you see it?"

"When I came back to the inn, I had my gear."

"... I see"

Is that what you mean?

Mr. Meir put his head on the smell.

"So, yeah. Kohon... could you throw a party if you want?"

"... Oh, that's what you're talking about"

I want my mind back.

I thought you'd be confessed or something, but you can't possibly be.

"Ahhh! Well... I'm not very strong."

"I've only fought about goblins, too, are you okay?"

"I'm perfectly fine! Come with me next time!"

"Yeah, I get it. Shall we go next time the holidays overlap?"

"Oh!"

Mere is smiling happily.

Mr. Meir looks older and more mature than me, but where I said this, he was kind of like a child.

"Well, next time that... please..."

Pepper and Mr. Meir raise their heads. Together, the dog ears dropped.

... its ears and tail were just shaking happily.

"Yes."

I was staring at Mr. Meir's back.

The gear you're wearing, they all have bad skills.

Loss of muscle strength and agility... is that on purpose?

Shall we hear more about it next time we adventure together?