92 - The Brave Makes a Sword for His Brother

The next day.

I gather my materials and come back home.

"Ah-neeeeeeeee!"

My brother-in-law Mikael, who was lying on the bed in my room, comes up to me and hugs me.

"Mooo!　Where have you been?　I missed you!"

Mikael rubs his cheek against mine, and I pat his head.

"I've been collecting some things I need from various places.

"What do you need?　For what?

"It's the material for the sword I'm going to make for Gaius."

Mikhail's cheeks puffed up.

"That's not fair!　I only care about the external world!"

"That's not true. You're important too."

"Then that's fine, handsome."

That's when it happened.

"Are you home, brother?　I went out early in the morning, but ............"

My brother Gaius comes into my room.

"Oh, I'm home."

Gaius comes up to me and pulls Mikael off of me.

"You!　Why do you always stick to your brother!"

He tugs on his brother-in-law's cheek.

"Gaiusu jealousy is ugly. If you want to hug me too, why don't you just flap your cheeks?

"Well, I don't think that for a millimeter!　BAKA!"

Gaius patted his brother-in-law on the head.

"Good place to be. "Come with me for a minute, will you?"

"Okay, but ...... where are you going?"

I put my hand on Gaius' shoulder.

"Just a date."

"So...so...so...so...so...so...so...so...so... date?

He turns red and is very upset.

"Mica, you're supposed to stay at home."

"I understand. I'm the brother who can read the air. Enjoy your rendezvous with Aniue, Gaiusu."

Waving to my brother-in-law, we move on to [a certain place].

"It's cold......!　What is this ...... summer and it's ...... snowing?"

Gaius rubs himself.

I pull a winter cloak out of subspace and drape it over my brother.

"Thank you, brother. ...... where am I?"

"This is the Village of the Dwarves."

"Dwarves?　...... famous for its dexterity?"

The village spread out before you is a deep mountain village surrounded by ice and snow.

It is encircled by a steel hull, and from deep within the village, "Kahn!　Kahn!　The sound of metal clanging against metal.

"Great brother, ...... the hidden dwarven villages are famous for never being found. How do you know all these places?"

"In a previous life, a little bit."

I take my brother and we approach the outer wall.

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A loudspeaker attached to the top of the outer wall shouts at us.

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Machine guns are mounted here and there on the outer walls.

Countless muzzle flashes were pointed at us.

"It's nothing suspicious. I'm here to see my old man Gandor."

"Gandor?"

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He's a hermit at heart.

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A violent spark shoots out of the muzzle of a gun.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Bullets are being fired at me like a torrential downpour.

I was fine even though I took a direct hit from a volley of bullets.

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The Dwarves' agitation can be heard in their voices.

"Brother, why didn't you defend or repel them?"

"We need to show that we're not hostile, don't we?　If you fight back, you'll only create more conflict."

Somewhat.

A doorway in the exterior wall, which had been tightly closed, ...... opened.

An old dwarf emerges.

Around him are armed dwarves who appear to be his guards.

Gandor, an old dwarf, approaches me.

"Elder!　No, sir!

"This is the monster that took a hail of bullets and didn't give a d*mn!

He comes over and smiles at me.

"Long time no see, my good friend!"

Boom!　And we shake hands.

"The famously difficult Eldest!　I can't believe he was so friendly to me!"

"Wow!　What in the world is that dark-haired boy?

We hug again.

"How did you know it was me, Gandor?"

"Ha!　Who do you think I am? The best blacksmith who has created many weapons?　I am confident in my ability to recognize the true value of things!"

Gandor nods deeply.

"No one else but Eugene the Brave can emit such an overwhelming aura of strength that cannot be concealed.

Like this, we were able to easily meet the person we were looking for.

After a while.

We were led to Gandor's mansion.

In the reception room.

"So, Eugene. What do you want from me?"

"I want to make weapons. I need to use your workshop."

Weapons?　You have a holy sword, don't you?"

It's not mine. It's my brother's."

Gaius sits on the sofa and pats his head.

With a snap, his brother brushes his hand away.

"Oh, Eugene. You have a brother?"

"No, no, no. No, no, no. My reincarnated brother. My name is Julius von Carlisle now.

Gandor looks at Gaius with a serious .......

"I see...... that you are as good a swordsman as Eugene. A double swordsman, isn't he?"

"Well, hi. ...... Well, how do you know?"

Gaius says with trepidation.

What are you scared of?

"Gandor is a legendary weapons craftsman!　It's natural to be nervous!

Is that what it is?

"I have good eyesight. I can tell by the way your muscles are built and the calluses on your hands. So, if we're going to make his twin swords, what materials are we going to use?

I've already got the materials.

I stored the items in subspace, and wham!　and puts it out in front of you.

"Oh my God!　The branch of the World Tree, the fireball of the Burning Dragon Emperor!　[Permafrost ice]!　Aren't all of these materials difficult to obtain!"

Gandor exclaims with his eyes wide open.

"There are other materials for the finest swords!　How long have you been collecting them?"

"Eh, just a little bit before lunch."

Both Gandor and Gaius look at me with astonished expressions.

"Well, ...... it's been a while, but, um... I remember now. I remember how extraordinary you are. You're a brave man!"

But that's beside the point.

We came to the workshop.

We have all the tools we need to make the sword.

"Well, give me a minute and I'll have it made in no time."

"What, aren't you going to make it for me, Mr. Gandor?"

Gandor laughs and says.

"Julius is a much more skilled craftsman than I am.

"Yeah!　So, are you more amazing than the legendary weapons craftsman, ...... Gandor!"

Yes, of course. He used to be my apprentice, but I soon overtook him.

Gaius rolls his eyes and sighs.

"You really can ...... do anything, brother. What can't you do?"

"I wonder?　I don't know. ...... Well, never mind. I'll make it soon. Just give me a minute. Gandor, let me borrow your work clothes.

"Oh, yeah. You can do whatever you want with what you have here."

They leave the workshop.

I use the materials I have gathered to make a sword, thinking of my brother.

Kaaan!　

Kaaan!　

Kaaan!　

After a while.

"It's done!"

"Not so fast!"

Back in the reception room, Gaius looks surprised.

"I don't know about you, but aren't weapons supposed to take a long time to make?　We haven't even been in the workshop for five minutes yet."

"What, you just used spatial magic to turn a minute in the workshop into ten days?"

"Oh, my God!

"Yes, that's my boy Julius. Can you show me the twin swords you made?"

Gandor approaches me with an excited look on his face.

I hand him the two swords in their sheaths.

"What is this?　What a ......!　What a magnificent sword!

Ghandor, who had not seen the blades, was stunned on the spot.

"You ...... haven't played with a sword at all in 2000 years, yet your skill has improved since your last life!"

"Well, I made it with love for my brother."

"Baka, baka!　Don't say funny things in public!　d*mn it!"

Gandor hands the sword to Gaius with trepidation.

"Gaius! "Gaius, this sword is an ...... extraordinary piece of work. I assure you. It is a double-edged sword without equal in the world.

"Is it really that ...... amazing?"

"If you want to name it, ......, then it's [Musou Ken]!"

"Musou Sword ......"

Gaius slowly draws his sword.

A sword of red jade and a sword of blue jade.

"Beautiful. ......"

"You can feel the tremendous power in its body, can't you?"

The red blade always shows flames. It is as if it is continuously burning.

The blue blade is always cold.

"Thank you, brother ...... for making such a wonderful sword for me!

Gaius, holding the sword to his chest, says with a smile.

"Oh, you're welcome."