Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

The store is dim due to the lack of bright little windows.

All that was left in the narrow soil was a miserable desk and a small wooden chair.

There are several weapons hanging on the stone walls, which can be identified as painfully armoured workshops.

Behind the room is like a work place, and you can hear the noise of waving the hammer petitely along with the muffled enthusiasm.

I tried calling him, but he didn't respond, so Thor decided to kill time looking at the weapon on the wall.

I shift my eyes to the reddish sword body and immediately notice the difference.

Obviously the blade is sharp even though it is thin.

Thor reached out unexpectedly, but turned quietly to the signs of approaching.

"Oh, are you a customer? Sorry to keep you waiting."

The Lord of Deception, who emerged from the back, was a little older than Thor.

Soft eye area on round face. She wears the same color forehead as her reddish brown hair.

The blacksmith-like man quickly moves his gaze from Thor's waist sword to his arms, shoulders, and face, and finally confirms the Adventurer's Bill at the neck.

And when I nodded small, I removed the thick leather gloves, offering a hand full of burns and beans.

Thor's arm, holding hands disappointingly, was so thick that it could not be compared to the new American adventurers around there.

"Welcome to our little weapons workshop. I'm the workshop manager's looker."

"It's Tor. Tell the guy at the armor store in the back of the alley to recommend this place."

"Oh, yes, from Lamou Parents. What can I do for you today?

There are strong impressions of clothing, bags, etc., but leather is also commonly used for sheathing, covering, patterning, etc.

There are many such orders in the armor store behind the alley, and thanks to this, there are quite a few handouts to the weapons workshop.

"Looking for a sharp one-handed sword"

As soon as I heard the order, Tolk's eyes narrowed and the customer's face disappeared for a moment.

But soon returned to a mild look, the shopkeeper sat on the other side recommending a chair to Tor.

"Shall I ask you more?"

Too many monsters were explored in the wilderness the other day, and there were occasions where there were too many < restore > times left.

Especially when battles continue, not only does it increase the sharpness of the sword, but it also needs to recover its magic and health.

In case of further accidental injury, at least one or two doses must be kept warm.

Even in situations where it is not possible to use < restore > based on the area, it is the possession of spare weapons that came up with as a means of not lowering the attack capability as much as possible.

It's just that the red iron sword I tried and wielded at a big weapons store before was not as good a cut as it sounded.

Thor with considerable attention in the first place when it comes to protective equipment, but for twenty-five years when it comes to armaments, it is almost a piece of wood sword just because it is cheap.

If the wooden sword was good or bad, the moment it was in my hand, I could tell, but the others were refreshing.

So I talked to Lamou and he introduced me to this workshop if you're looking for a good sword.

Encouraged by Truck, Thor explains the weapons he has used so far and his struggles in the wilderness.

The blacksmith, who was listening with a small snort, once again caught a slightly sharp eye when it came to the story of severing the neck of a rock lizard.

"May I see your sword?

"I don't mind, but I don't think you're such a good substitute."

Looking carefully at the cast iron sword, Truck shook his neck sideways with a pleasant grin.

"I don't believe it's normal, but if you're a Rameau parent, you're not kidding. Yeah, this is funny"

Standing up with that said, Truck took the red iron sword of the wall and placed it on the table side by side.

In comparison, the difference is clearly clear.

Red iron is longer than one cobbler, but the width is about one finger thinner.

But the blade is thinner and lighter than cast iron. Even so, it is the weight that comes firmly.

Shaken two or three times, Tor floated a surprising color in his response.

"This looks quite different from what I saw in the store next door."

"The neighbors are full of cast. We only keep forges."

It was clear and easy to understand, and the blacksmith explained the difference.

Casting is the way it is poured into the mold and molded, it can be made cheap and in large quantities, but it is easy to thicken and heavy due to the strength of this one.

In contrast, forging can be made into a stiffer, sharper blade because it taps iron to form.

"I say blade gold. It's just a matter of a lot of effort and time to finish this far. And the price is pretty good."

"I see, that's no choice."

The performance as a weapon is obviously won by blade gold, but it was heavily related to the skill tree that the casting weapon is more prevalent.

The martial arts of the six great gods, which house the power of the Spirit, are fundamental in giving that power to weapons.

Thus swords and axes will carry flames and lightning all the time, deteriorating faster and having shorter lifespans than normal use.

Of course, sharp, well-cut weapons would naturally be more advantageous in combat.

But as long as you hit the attack, the fighting will be full, and if you unleash martial arts, you can do a lot of damage.

If you look at the results, such as the attacks in the process, it's only a slight difference.

In other words, for the use of the martial arts of the Six Gods, weapons are disposable consumables, and it is therefore inevitable that they become more popular with cheap goods.

Most of all, that's a lot of talk for low-ranking adventurers.

Higher ranked and more profitable, eye-catching adventurers also spend money on weapons and protective equipment.

It may be a slight difference, but it's because you realize the chances of winning or losing will change.

By some of those adventurers, this workshop seems to be made up.

It's also a good story that Rameau said if they don't deal with him if he's not above the white steel class.

The price of the red iron blade gold sword that made me touch the try was twenty-four silver coins.

It was three times the usual price.

However, in Tor's case, there is a backhand that once bought, it can be used almost forever.

But it's also a bit of a thought that this crusade for lizard extermination will disappear with a single sword.

In two weeks' time, the leather armor will be finished, and we'll have to leave the price for the bespoke leather shoes behind.

Before Thor to think about it, the shopkeeper smiled calmly again.

"It's just a torn wind wilderness right now, isn't it? Then how about you make it out of white hard copper?

"That was the only material you could pick over there. Would that make it a little cheaper..."

"Yes, if you bring in the ingredients, I'll give you 30 pieces of 36 silver coins."

"... Ok, so let's ask for it"

It's gotten higher, but with a well-cut sword, you'll be able to make even more money.

And purely, there was also a strong interest in how much cleavage there was in that sword.

The blacksmith asks intriguingly to Thor, who sets his next goal.

"By the way, what about the shape of the sword?

"What do you mean?

"No, from earlier moves, I thought Master Thor might be better at these things."

That's how the blacksmith took it off the wall and handed it to me was a strange black sword with the opposite.

Funny thing is, it only has a blade on one side.

"This is a weapon called a machete. I've had it shown before."

"Oh, you know very well. It's a commonly used weapon in the Red Tail clan, but we don't see many users here."

Thor was unconsciously scratching his jaw, recalling Deputy Director Sackow's eagle-like red eyes.

We've paired up several times in the past, but the sharpness of that slaughter is enough to still burn behind the lid.

Thor, bareful of the machete handed to him, twisted his neck small.

It does seem ideal for the operation of slashing, but I find it tough to move it as usual with too much center of gravity in front of it.

Especially with the slashing down from slashing up, it's difficult to take it to the poking motion at the end.

"Oh, so poking takes a little trick"

"I'm worried about the thickness of the blade. It'll be hard to stab because it's a single blade."

"Hmm. So how about this?

I nodded as Thor was satisfied with the proposal the shopkeeper had brought up.

The tip of the blade is likely to accommodate a variety of things.

"Then when the ingredients are gathered, I'd like to ask you to do so, would that be good?

"Yes, you can even hope for this one. I'll take care of it."

Thor, who once again exchanged a hard handshake, left the store behind after a satisfactory deal.