It's going to be fun to see thanks to Sharsha's commentary. I'm not an expert on treasures and weapons.

I just wonder what a mother is to have her child explain......

No, rather, I wonder if I have a parent.

It wouldn't be normal for parents to exceed by default the knowledge of a child who likes dinosaurs and researches them all. I think it's about dinosaur researchers who can teach a lot to kids like that.

When the basic amount of knowledge is zero and the genre is normal, there is no way an adult can beat a child interested in it.

All right, let's get Sharsha to tell us from here on out. I'm not ashamed of you.

A slightly thick shield was on display next to the armor.

It is tilted diagonally and placed so that the thickness of the division is well understood. I feel more right about the wall than the shield.

There will never be a sword penetrating such a shield. Most of all, that's not why it's so practical. 'Cause if you fight with a wall, you'll be too heavy to move. There is no human being who can fight with this.

"If I had this shield, that would be all I could muscle."

I have no knowledge of shields, so my thoughts become fluffy.

"Or is there no practicality, just thickening it, because it's a sacrifice to God?

"I think you're right in the way your mother thinks. It should be noted that this shield is written on the explanatory board as a sacrifice by the Macosian loser."

When I hear that, it doesn't come pinned at all. Should I also learn a little more about history?

"Losers and Losers Horse asked my brother to help me get the castle back after he took it, wandering around and wandering around the place. Indeed, in seven years, it has reached forty-five places."

"Pretty persistent man!

"But no lord showed up to lend me a hand. One lord said this and said no." It's a place that takes fifteen days to walk, so I ask the nearer lord, "he said."

"Totally true!

If I'd gone to ask for forty-five places, I'd have put my face on a distant lord too... But I don't know if you're a distant person. It's not like lending a train rent to someone who forgot their wallet.

"It should be noted that the Loser Marquis succeeded in regaining the status of lord ten years later. This shield was also dedicated at that time. On the back of the shield: 'Thanks to Goddess Nintan, I was able to live in our castle again. I'll drop this off as a token of gratitude.'"

"Ooh. Ten years of bittersweetness made it work out."

The attitude of not giving up around it is commendable.

"Has anyone found a collaborator lord? Or did you collect your own soldiers and finally reclaim them?"

"My brother gave me back my lord's status. My brother said," I imagined the position of a lord to be something more interesting, but it wasn't what I thought. "

"I hate losing, I really didn't do anything!

"Losers and Losers said they had prayed to God, worshipped everywhere, that the status of lord would return since he was turned down by forty-five lords. He was in Nintan Cathedral the day before my brother contacted me that he would return me to lord status, so he offered this. You know, Goddess Nintan told everyone around her that it would be good for her."

"I think it's just a coincidence"

I thought Nintendo didn't do anything to himself. The handling of the offerings you gave me was also cluttered......

Next up was a helmet so huge that humans were going to be soaked inside and hidden.

"You no longer have any practicality, do you? It's for service only."

Or is it for that kind of race because there's got to be some giants in this world?

"This helmet was dedicated by Gilsen Twice Sleeping Marquis of Yoshigana"

"It's shovo like two names!

So I guess he was someone with no other traits...

"Gilsen Sleeping Horseman twice is a man who dawned on the battle, even during the heroic turbulence. It's no exaggeration to say that you lived your life in contention."

"There are times when you've been at war with humans all along. I'm glad it's peaceful now."

"That the result was thirty-two wins and thirty-nine losses."

"We're losing!

Weak! That won't give you two names, even if you live in war forever. They call me a sleeper twice.

That's fine, I looked at the exhibit and had one thing on my mind.

"Sharsha, I know exactly who you gave your service to. Thanks for the commentary."

Sharsha nodded a little.

"All famous people. Nothing like a commentary."

"By the way, this helmet tattoo is beautiful, but how do you make this?

Hi. Looks like something like a gem is embedded, but I'm not sure.

Sharsha was perfectly stiff.

It's weirder to move around in a museum, and Sharsha isn't flashy to move, but I felt like time stopped moving completely.

"That's... I don't even know Sharsha because I'm not so familiar with it... It annoys my mother to say something half-baked and tell me the wrong thing... We must remain silent about what we do not know…"

"Oh, well. It's great not to get acquainted, Sharsha."

I stroked Sharsha's head, who seemed sorry.

Hi, Sharsha doesn't seem to have a complete grasp of the artistic or even the artistic value. One way or another, it's literary close knowledge, but I guess that's another genre there.

And Farfa's failure to come with Sharsha must also be causing it around here.

Perhaps Farfa thought that Sharsha would tell us more stories about what she exhibits itself because she talks about all the historical cum.

If Farfa wants to know the value of itself first, he's going to think about it. You should want to know what is characteristic or attractive about that weapon, not who gave it to you or anything.

Sometimes you don't know if they suddenly ask you a professional story about art, and the description of Sharsha's anecdotes is never bad. I guess that's a matter of preference.

"... that mother"

Sharsha nagging, said blushing.

"Yeah, what?

"Sharsha, I would also like to learn about art history in the future"

Well said.

"Yeah, that motivation is amazing. So great."

I stroked Sharsha's head more.