Aotea stands in front of the doll again when she lowers Deena and Antogal. But in its hands there was no new weapon and it was the same iron sword as earlier. For this reason, the tip of the sword remained lost.
"Oh, hey, don't you give out new weapons?
Antogal's doubts were natural. Aotearoa uses the broken sword as it is broken. He said the result would be easier to understand than earlier. What you are saying and what you are doing is ticklish. Antogal thought so.
"If you turn it into another weapon, maybe it's because of the weapon... you think so? Then it would be easier to see the results using the same weapon than just now, wouldn't it? I wish you'd been satisfied earlier. Well, let's just say with one shot of practice, this one's a real shot."
In fact, Ethereum's earlier blow had been unleashed only with simple force and some skill. In that regard, I was out of hand, and the word that it was an exercise was also correct.
Aotearoa puts his magic into the Iron Sword. The magic covered the entire sword and shaped even more of the missing body. To further improve physical function, apply the magic of granting to yourself. Antogal breathed unexpectedly watching it.
Aotearoa takes his right foot one step forward and delivers his sword to his sheath. Aeta stopped moving with her hands on the pattern. There was no movement, but the heightened temper could also be felt by Deena and Antogal watching from the side. In silence, a few seconds, maybe minutes go by.
At the next moment, Aotea opens her eyes and pulls the iron sword out of her sheath, releasing a blow to the doll.
"Become!?
Antogal could not hide his surprise at the consequences of that blow. An iron sword slashed and tore from around the doll's waist to the chest, where it was stopped.
"How about this? I think I got a pretty big scratch... but I can't use this anymore."
The Iron Sword was worn out in Ethereal's hands because it gave more power than it should have.
"Shh, wow. I didn't know you had the power to this point..."
"Well, since weapons are going to be disposable, it's not practical to go this far."
Aotearoa said extraordinarily that this method was what Antogal had done to fulfil the conditions he had offered, and that it was a method he would not otherwise do.
"Oh, yeah. But killing this far means you're not a brave man a thousand years ago."
"But is it true that you couldn't scratch this? Sure, it's hard enough, but I think a lot of adventurers can scratch it..."
Antogal turned a blind eye to Ethereal's words. Aotea waited for a reply as she looked at Antogal without saying anything.
"... this is the second time I've tried. I tried it before, but I tried it with a weapon I made properly..."
Antogal, who could no longer stand the silence, began to tell the truth.
"I happen to get a small amount of dragon iron, I thought there was a small amount to create a weapon and I mixed other metals to create this... it was too hard to use as a try"
Antogal confesses that this doll is a failure while scratching his cheek.
"But now you can recognize my power?
"Oh, enough is enough. If you complain about all this, that's the trick."
"... right, so you get permission in the castle next?
Isn't Aotea inside and difficult to interact with until just now? I thought so, but I had dared to stop putting it in my mouth to move on.
"Right, right. I don't really care, but I'll have to go... clean this up before then"
Antogal tries to get the doll in the trolley.
"You don't want that anymore?
Aotearoa made him stop the movement and asked that question.
"Mm-hmm. Originally a failure, I'm going to keep it in the shed until I clean it up later."
"Then make it easier to carry? Stay back."
Aotea put her hand on the area where the slash came in, and pulled her fist back, she launched a magical blow toward the doll. The doll cracked from the slashed area and smashed into several parts, large and small.
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"Now you're easier to clean up"
Aotearoa and Deena put the shards on the trolley as if nothing had happened. Antogal stood on his feet. With all that mass, it was a failure that boasted all that hardness, but in a way, that doll that was confident is falling apart and rolling in front of me. It was also now destroyed by bare hands, I was shocked by that.
"Could it have been... bad?
Aotearoa spoke out against the grumpy Antogal.
"Yes, no, I'm just a little surprised. Never mind. Let's get this over with."
Antogal joins in and starts cleaning up. Soon he calmed down, but for a while he saw tremors in Antogal's hands.
When they finished cleaning up, the three of them returned to the living room.
"So why don't we just leave a message?
"No, I want you to follow me if you can. If I make a wish application and go through, they'll question my ability to make it to the mine, so I'm going to introduce you there."
To Aotearoa's question, Antogal answered so, but Aotearoa was wrinkled between his brows.
"Does that mean I have to go, too? I don't want to get involved with royalty if possible..."
"I want you to come if you can. Besides, I don't think it's going to be a glimpse with the king. I think we just had to talk at the reception before."
Aotearoa had been involved with royalty in all the countries she had ever stopped by, so she wanted to avoid contact in this country.
"Hmm, okay. The sun's already falling, so I'll go by myself tomorrow. You guys come back to this workshop around noon, and if you leave first thing in the morning, you'll be back in about that."
"Okay, I asked for it"
"Best wishes, Mr. Antogal"
Aotea raised her hand, and Deena lowered her head and left the workshop behind.