Mr. Meir then turned his face bright red and left.

"Shh, I'm sorry. I'm so excited..."

When you make me look shy, this one makes me conscious.

I shake my head with the intention of driving the soft feeling away from my head.

... I stumbled on, desperately holding my gaze to my chest, concentrating solely on Mr. Meir's face.

"Is the battle no longer a problem with this?

"Oh... and you're really awesome with the protective gear you made. Light and easy to move... most importantly, it fits my body perfectly..."

... Speaking of which, even when creating clothes and stuff, it seemed like it could be done automatically to suit the wearer.

Pretty convenient, huh?

"... By the way, did you build that weapon too?

"Yes."

"... aren't they stronger than artifacts?

"That's just not true."

For Meir, it must have been shocking.

My strength is in a normal weapon.

If we meet with the artifact, we won't have a winner first.

Depending on the future, you might be able to imitate skills, but the durability is different.

"In the meantime, let's go hunt Red Wolf"

"Right.... Before you do that, do you want to go about dismantling this goblin?

Earlier Goblin went with a hammer to a gap Mr. Meir hadn't seen.

"You don't have to dismantle it, do you?

"Oh, really?

Is that the common sense of adventurers?

"Oh, it's gonna take a while, basically."

Take a while? Isn't that something you can do with a little slap with an artifact?

I remember when I was young, but it's like my parents did it too......

"Nothing, if you do it with artifacts, it's not a problem, is it?

"... Huh?

"Huh?"

Face to face with each other.

Mr. Meir's cheeks are tight.

"No way... can you do that?

"... yes, you can"

"Ya, why don't you try it?

I was looking at this one as Mrs Meir thought.

... Could it not normally be possible?

I never heard of those things, so I don't know for sure.

I took out the creative hammer and slapped the corpse.

Everything breaks down into materials and disappears into my body.

"Duh, where did it disappear!?

"Uh and... you take it out"

"And take it out!? Can you do it!

"Yes..."

It's like an item box.

However, this too, a good adventurer should have it.

When I asked her to take out the material, Meir looked at it.

It was the fangs that I was able to retrieve from Goblin's body earlier.

There are also other skins left.

A recent discovery is that damaged items cannot be recovered as material.

If it was to some extent, it would be material without any problems.

However, you can't do it when it's a mess.

So when you defeat them with a poison attack, you can recover almost all the material.

"Oh, item box...... is that like?

"Yes, it looks like it was on the blacksmith."

"Oh, that's impossible!

Huh?

"Huh, I don't normally have that on my profession! You're so lucky!?

... Really?

I sure don't think it's on everyone, but I still thought half the people had it.

"But there's an item box, right?"

Commercially available demonic props with item boxes.

It seems to be a relic of the past, and it can be picked up rarely in the labyrinth.

An adventurer who doesn't have an item box thought he was going to buy these.

"Oh, there is... that's pretty expensive stuff"

... I see.

Does that mean you were only luckier to start than a normal adventurer?

But if you don't have the strength to fight after all, it's treasure rotting.

"Well, this is just like a by-product"

"... I envy you"

"But you're a blacksmith, right?

"You didn't know a blacksmith was so awesome... you used to be so wrong..."

What do you think? Sometimes my blacksmith is exceptionally good......

Sometimes they perform differently in the same profession?

It would also be compatible with the artifact you have.

... Well, my combination is a very common set of blacksmiths.

"But I envy Mr. Meir's artifact."

"... you do?

"Yes. Mr. Meir's waving was beautiful, and I could see it"

"... oh, don't praise me too much... and I can illuminate"

Mr. Meir turned to him with a pearlescent cheek.

We figured out how to fight each other.

I saw where Red Wolf was supposed to be.

"... it's time to go"

"Right."

Meir nodded loudly and we headed for the Red Wolf hunt.

They say the detached Red Wolf is a trio of currently confirmed ones.

What we have now is not so much a forest, but a dense area of trees.

If Red Wolf lived here, the current ecosystem could have collapsed.

For example, if one species ends up with just enough damage to disappear, there is nothing else to see as a problem.

It's just that nature is the only thing I'm sorry about.

If one race disappeared, the other race that was feeding on it would also change their lives.

In some cases, it may strike humans.

Demons may evolve unexpectedly to counter Red Wolf.

That way, when one collapses, it collapses like a chain.

So the guild was the main one to manage the demons.

Basically, we use the average adventurer, and if that's not enough, the knight goes out.

That's what the guild does.

We were walking in the woods looking for Red Wolf right now... but he wasn't there.

Maybe he's already moved somewhere else?

It was when I was walking with that in mind.

Mr. Meir was looking at his feet.

"This footprint... maybe it's Red Wolf"

As I stared at the footprint, the letter "Creatable" appeared.

... Huh? What is this?

In the meantime, the footprint of Red Wolf, it was labeled, so there seems to be no mistake.

"Mr. Meir. It belongs to Red Wolf."

"What? Do you understand?

"Yes, thanks to the blacksmith"

"Blacksmith... you can do anything..."

Mr. Meir looks at this one as surprised.

I thought this would be handy, too, but it seems like the only thing a blacksmith can do.

There's nothing compared to other people's professions or anything, so you didn't know.

"This footprint, it's pretty new, isn't it?"

"Right...... if you follow this, you might find it"

"Right. Shall we go?"

Together with Meir, I'm headed to the point where they think I have Red Wolf.

It was when I walked for a while.

The number of Red Wolf footprints increased.

Feet size is very different...... From what I saw it all, there seemed to be about six bodies.

"Maybe it's already bred..."

"If so, it's a little troublesome."

"... oh. Wolf's kids are cute."

No, it's not there.

... well, I don't even know.