121 - - a mutually supportive relationship

The next day, Thor and his friends headed not for a noxious gas, but for a familiar armor shop at the end of an alley.

The Adventurers' Bureau instructed them to take at least two days to recover from their fatigue.

It was also about time for the items they had asked for to be finished.

"You seem to be very busy today, Mr. Baker.

"Yeah, thanks to someone. Look, it's done.

Apparently, the overdue supply of slime mucus has calmed the rising repair costs, and orders for repairs are pouring in at once.

The price of adhesives, which had been stable for nearly a decade thanks to Thor, has skyrocketed, creating an unexpected aftermath.

"First, we'll get some for Bepin-san. Give it a try."

"Yes, this way, sir."

Euryl's thin, beautiful toes fit snugly into the leather shoes made from the back skin of a rock lizard's hind legs that were placed on the table.

The ash-eared woman, who had walked around lightly, stopped and stamped her foot on the spot with a surprised look on her face.

"This is ............."

"How do you like it?　The soles of your shoes. I didn't think they'd be this fiddly."

"I'm surprised. I can't feel my feet on the floor at all. Yeah, it's like walking on ...... snow."

Yuril, who was born in the northern part of the country, smiles nostalgically, perhaps remembering the land of his homeland.

"Are you sure it's not too tight or loose?"

Yes, it's perfect. Thank you very much for making such a wonderful thing, Mr. Ramow.

"Well, it's not bad to be thanked by a beautiful woman. All right, next is the monk. Those shoes..."

The shopkeeper, who had noticed the child's Thunder Beast leather shoes, exclaimed in surprise.

Thor remained silent and scratched the bottom of his chin at the sight.

The shoes were the reason why he had not brought Moo with him recently.

He was afraid that having the child he loved like a grandchild wearing shoes made by someone other than himself would compromise his pride as a craftsman.

The shopkeeper looks at Moe's leather shoes with a sidelong glance in front of Thor and the others, who are bated breath at the occurrence of the situation they had feared.

He puts his hand on his chin and nods his head, then suddenly smiles.

"How do you like them? They are comfortable, aren't they?"

"Yeah, they're great, Grandpa!"

"Ha, isn't it?"

Thor's eyebrows lifted wide at the sudden change in the normally difficult shopkeeper.

Ramo smirked at him, as if he thought the expression on his face was funny.

"Hey, don't tell me you didn't notice?"

"Hm?　What if this is ......?"

"Yeah, of course I made it."

If you ask me, there is no way that the court temples could have known the size of Moo's feet in advance.

Thor, who had completely overlooked this point, was met with an exaggerated frown and a complaint from Ramow.

"You know, I'm disappointed in you. How long have we known each other? We were ordered by the Director General himself, and we put a lot of effort into it. But you haven't come to show us anything."

I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry.

"Well, if the boy likes it, that's good enough for me."

"Did Grandpa make this?　It's so slippery, it's Moo's favorite!"

"I see. I see. You enjoy sliding?"

"Yes, we played a lot with Black, Shimmer and Roo yesterday, too!"

Sola, perhaps remembering these words, calls out to him anxiously.

"Moo-chan, Rudel-chan is weak, so don't let her do too much.

"Yeah, Lou gets sick to his stomach pretty quickly.

Due to a nasty mixed disease, Rudel is not very strong and soon runs out of breath.

Moe seemed to understand this point well.

He says it with aplomb.

"So, instead, I made your eyes look like this. Roo said it was fun, like we were skating together!"

"I see. That's a relief. Yeah, yeah, Moo-chan, you're so kind."

"It's only natural that you take care of your own!"

Moo proudly lifted his chin as Sola squeezed his whip.

The owner and the girl looked at each other and nodded happily at this adorable figure.

However, Thor did not miss a certain fact that was almost swept away by the friendly atmosphere.

"No, wait. Did you share your senses with Rudel?"

"Yeah, what's up?　Tor-chan."

"Did you show him Moe's vision, uh, eyes?"

"That's right!　I'm a child. But no crackling."

A rare fundamental characteristic of mu is the ability to use the sight and hearing of others.

It has been common in the past for mu to use someone else's senses unilaterally.

However, the sharing of the senses and even the effects of the magic of Moo should have only been done by a special person, a person whom the person recognized as a family member.

"Hmmm... So, it's not like family, but more like a henchman..."

"According to Mr. Mumm, it seems that only sensory perception is allowed to be shared."

"You didn't make it, To-chan."

"No, I thought this could be of use. But don't make it too public."

"Yeah, I got it. I'll leave it to you!"

The child replied as if he had no idea what he was talking about, and this time everyone let out a small laugh.

"I don't know what it is, but you should wear this. There's one for you too, young lady."

The shopkeeper tilted his head and brought out a cape with dazzling white scales.

Moo and Sora, who had been handed the cape, immediately put it on with excited shouts.

"Wow, we did it! Thank you so much!

"Grandpa, do you love Moo?"

"Well, I just happened to have some leather left over, and I was feeling a little fancy. Don't get me wrong."

I like you too!　Mr. Ramow."

"I love you too, Grandpa!"

The three, now in a good mood with their new equipment, gave a big wave goodbye to the owner as they left the store.

Thor, who was at the end of the line, turned around and offered his hand to Ramow.

They held each other's hands tightly without saying a word.

Later that night, the wagon carrying Thor and the other four, Garudo and Saralisa, headed back into the wilderness.