245 242 Stories Blacksmiths' Bitterness

"Hey, Gencrow. What was the belly art (...) earlier?"

"Oh no, Mr. Gantes. Negotiations on the books and funds of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) are my third seat, right?

A group of mercenaries (clans) specializing in weapons blacksmiths, said to be Clan Clan's best, "The Martial Striker". Behind that large workshop with a number of brother-in-law mercenaries (players), two people were facing each other in the position of artisan representatives.

My brothers don't see those two as a rare sight. Anyway, after that "Silver Angel" came to the store. After she showed up and left, it was decided that the signature of the workshop was often face-to-face.

"My role in fostering my brothers is the second seat. I'll leave the management of the funds to Gencrow. That's the arrangement, so I didn't pinch your mouth."

A bald-headed mercenary (player) with a disappointed body and stubborn arms. He stares at a man thinner and taller than himself.

"Something deliberately depressing about acting. No chest shit. Ask for the sympathy of the young lady and tell her it's a deal for half the price?

"Mr. Gantes. It's for the mercenaries too."

The man called Gencrow has no evil, and listens to the bald (bald) man.

"Hey, are you serious? It's unknown metal. Even if you look at it in [Killing], you'll see it's a complete and powerful ingot."

"It's about as cheap as buying it out with 10,000 eso," Genklow responds with a sigh of sigh, against a dissatisfied grunt Gantetsu.

"I admit it has a high material value. But if you can't use it against us... it's worthless."

Gantetsu, who sees Genklow's face speaking remorsefully, haunts.

I wanted to buy it for a high price, if possible, but I guess I felt Genklow's indifference to the pride kicking statement that 'we might not be able to take advantage of the material we get in our arms today'.

That's because Gantetsu was equally empathetic.

"And it is. If it is a material that cannot be used as a weapon, that is the waste of the important funds of the Mercenary Corps (Clan). Because it's a different case from The Gold of the Honorable Horizon (Pride Blonde), which I wanted to see before and which I could possibly do with a knife."

"Well, sure... it was a shame we could have made a knife in our house, but in the end if that hadn't been circulated among the mercenaries (players), the name of Clan Clan's best group of weapons blacksmiths would have been abandoned..."

"Being able to create a knife faster than anywhere else has been a good publicity effect to show our strength. But you made a weapon that no one can handle, and you're a blacksmith."

Thus the two stare at each other for some time, uniting them together to the same conclusion.

"That lady, you have to be careful."

"Yeah, he said he was on guard. But if this precious metal is very versatile, I will buy it for a high price next time to meet her generosity."

"Right. Even so, every time I come, I'm left threatened."

"The back shields are all mighty."

Mmm, and the two artisans roar.

"Deep edge with the strongest mercenary regiment (clan) that specializes in PvP and runs the apex," The Neck Hunting Insanity "... was that the captain over there," The Wind Hunter "Singh?"

"It's just my sister or something. It has a group of player kills proudest behind it... a relationship that doesn't look good on that young look, does it? Besides, Sin seems to be drowning by the time he publicly declares that whoever gets his hands on her is going to smash her to death."

"Well, he's coming to us with an introduction to George Iron Blood, vice president of Sadie Stick, an all-mighty, large-scale artisan mercenary regiment."

"He's quite close to me personally... and when" Silver Angel "pinched, he immediately used a helper knife to show off his godly struggle. They say it's a partner position in materials related business."

"Chi. Then you also have influence over 'Sadie Stick'. I don't know what kind of deal you're dealing in back there, but you're not supposed to get in the way of a lady pounding out such a precious thing."

Gantetsu leans at the root of his eyebrow and deeply chops the wrinkles (wrinkles) between his eyebrows.

"Shima-na, you had some adult mercenaries (players) with the opposing child mercenaries, didn't you?

"At the time of the Ignitol inheritance war, you even let the mercenary regiments (clans)," Lonely Wolves "and (clans)" Alcohol at Dusk "fight together. Wolfe and Bentens."

"Give me a break... I don't know what to split. They're wandering around the group, too."

"Silver Wings Special Forces, you call yourself" Silver Army Man (Silver Ray). "You think they're under the umbrella of The Silver Angel, too? They don't have a high level of combat ability, but they've earned a certain reputation for their brilliant collaboration and number of ways to push them off."

"Middle-level mercenaries (players) may still be able to handle it..."

"When you become the top mercenaries (players), hostility is dangerous at last. But some groups are hiding behind them to protect the Silver Angel by names they don't really know like" Gathering of Bulletin Boards "or" Guardian of Shadows. "

"... besides that one, you have a powerful NPC on your side, right?

"I'm talking about Junya, who follows the [King of Giants (Yotun)] and the [Fairy Queen (Titania)] of the wind..."

"This time, I heard that Mithola, the wise man, struck a thunder for" The Silver Angel, "turning the Divine Soldier (Deus) into black charcoal."

"These days, you've been samurai with that Yandere Ice Extinct Princess Blue White beside you."

"And today! A classy old butler in tailored clothes, huh? Besides, he treated Soytz like a man, naturally, hey..."

"I don't know what's going on. If you list the information about her like this, you're a mercenary (player) with the world on your side."

The two obnoxious men shrug their shoulders.

He even has a dry grin about the girl in question that he can't help but give up.

"Out of standard, I mean guys like him."

"Are you growing up pretty educated around those years negotiating prices clearly... talented?"

"Well, you're the only one who can say that you're young and kind, right?

"Mr. Gantes. You stay put, you're in a casual and well looked after second seat. I'll take care of the haters and the vigilantes."

"Chi, you don't have to tell me! I'm sorry I said something extra."

"It's okay...... and"

Genklow closed his eyes quietly.

Do you think of the poor girl, who always brings something unknown with her pleasant face?

"If you're that smart little lady, you'll understand that there are positions and times when profits should take precedence over humans"

"Wahaha, little one"

In the mouth of the two artisans who think 'Angel of Silver'.

There was a small grin.