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Giggs, master of the Lawton Forge, has been a little busy lately.

I didn't make a sword or sword at the Lawton Forge in the first place, so I didn't have much to do with my customers. Giggs' stubbornness does not allow him to make and sell items that use iron like any other place, or even make horseshoes that he could sell to the Pollun Merchant Guild.

You can do what you want to do and live with it. Is there a reason why people are so busy making money? It was inevitable that they lived their whole lives thinking like this.

Therefore, there is no war and there are no Barbarians around, so there is no reason for the swordsmith to be busy in Cairysis.

"You have a visitor!"

One day I was having such a free day, a child who was paying me some allowance came in excited and said, Giggs' eyes opened when he saw the one coming after him.

A girl of considerable height, black leather vest and white shirt and dark brown trousers compared to how old she looks. Until there was nothing particularly attractive about Giggs, but the sword hanging from his waist was not.

I don't know about the other one, but Giggs is a good looker. At first glance, it was a very heavy and very good quality sword.

A girl steps forward and stands in front of Giggs.

All I knew and had nothing to do was iron handling Giggs, but I still noticed. There's only one blonde curly-haired girl in this Cai Lysis who can carry that heavy sword around like that.

"Are you the Duke of Siegfried?"

So I asked carefully.

"That's right."

As soon as I saw Giggs' waist softened, I saw her nodding quietly, answering with a slightly lower voice that seemed to fit the more wide-eyed face.

I don't know why these giants keep coming to this iron-rich corner store, but it's hard to talk to them once in a lifetime. Maybe he's the Duke's successor after the royal family.

Furthermore, there was no one who would not want to leave the nobleness of identity and meet the Peacock for those who make weapons on this street.

Being a successor to Siegfried was already the object of desire, as he had recently become a protagonist of great romance that he had heard about and held Cairosis. After detaining the Second Prince and pressuring him to find my fiancé, his courage, mobility, and confidence were enough to pierce the sky.

So in many ways, the figure who could be Giggs' idol is standing right in front of us.

"It's an honor to meet you, Duke."

Giggs greeted him with this sincere greeting.

In fact, when I found out about Calian about a month ago, I was so surprised that I couldn't remember if I had even said hello. Anyway, now I have a proper greeting.

In exchange for a silent nod, Demirea looks around and opens her mouth.

"It's been a long day, but I've heard a story about coming here."

It was respectable.

Demirea does not speak to anyone carelessly, as long as she is not from the bottom of my family. Of course, Jan received the same education from Sherry as well.

However, Giggs, who did not know such things, stuttered as he became even more gloomy. I forgot to think about who might have told Demirea that.

"Yes, yes. I'll take care of it."

Demirea unsheathes the sword and gives it to Giggs.

Giggs breathes for a short time because it was as heavy as he thought. It was unbelievably heavy to have been tied to the waist of a girl who was Siegfried, but still hatched.

Giggs tilts his head as he carefully draws his sword. Then I raised my sword a few times and tried to lower it. I grabbed the handle and looked at something and asked.

"Dear Duke, Are you taking off your original sword and using a new one?"

"That's right."

Demirea smiles slightly as she answers.

I thought I was good at listening to Kalian's words, telling me to stop by here if the sword broke.

You've gained a lot of weight recently, as Giggs said. But now even that black Demirea was completely reassembled. I realized that right away, I was sure that my eyes were different.

Giggs, who has been studying the sword for a while, opens his mouth.

"I don't know if I can tell you this. Rather than a broken day, the center of gravity of the blade and handle were a little out of place, making it a little uncomfortable to use."

This was also accurate.

After gaining weight, there were some injuries on my hands. I grabbed the sword that was constantly pushing out of my hand, and I tried to handle it with my strength.

Giggs, who looks as if he saw this coming, speaks again to Demirea, who nods quietly.

"Do you mind if I hang a new handle while I work on the blade?"

I thought there was a reason why I kept using the original handle, and Demirea nodded, thinking a little about what Giggs said.

"Yes, please."

In fact, I kept switching blades on the same handle because I felt sorry for throwing away the handle that had a good road, but by now, I thought it might be good to try a new one.

Giggs, who heard that, looked down slightly.

"It will take about a day, Duke. When it's done, I'll bring it to you as a peacekeeper."

"We need to clear the store. I'll come back tomorrow at this hour."

Giggs, who is a cool, talented and avid member of the royal family, who learned that the Duke who respects his subordinates is also very considerate, said without knowing what to do.

"I have nothing to do, Duke."

"Suddenly, I heard a sound that was too embarrassing but too sincere to be happy.

Demirea, who was looking at Giggs with a red face, smiles once more. Then he looked around the shop one more time, picked up a knife and said,

"Everything here is homemade."

Giggs almost smiled at me for a moment. It's because Kalian asked the same question when he found this place.

"Yes, Duke. I made them all."

Demirea nods without a word, looking at Giggs, who is good and unable to do anything.

"Tomorrow, I would appreciate it if you would bring me a sword."

I changed my mind about coming in person.

Giggs replied, with nothing to do and a view of the duc, I think Giggs would do it with a good face.

And the next day, I was told that I would try to make and repair a sword exclusively worn by the knights of the Duke of Siegfried, who had become increasingly weaponized. Giggs cries out for gratitude on the spot.

It was a moment when the life goal of doing what I wanted to do changed a bit.

* * *

Bet.

It was more fun than winning and losing. I almost won most and almost didn't get paid. It was because the Prince of Purple Eyes, who lived somewhere, did not pay a penny for the excuse that he forgot to bet every time.

Anyway, a long time ago, I made a bet that it would rain or leave the keys in Kiri. And recently, Jan and I made a tall bet.

Thanks to you, I wonder if you know that a young elephant who was born as a blood relative of Cairys' Dual Knight family grows up well every morning and looks at my height and makes a face.

"Just a touch and I'll show you a skill that Siegfried Ball used. If you can't do it, you can go to the fifth floor."

Like this.

He was also offering to bet against Plants.

Maybe it was Plants who once brought this story to Callian and then stole one of the best black horses on the continent. Because of this, Plants frowned a little after listening to Kalian.

No matter how much you say you will not express an error, your physical ability is clearly different from that of the body unless it contains an error. Accepting it was obvious, and not accepting it made me reluctant to give up my skill of letting you know.

Face Randall, Slayman's skill, and Plants, who took a quick look at their weight for a moment, opened his mouth.

"Do it."

Calian grins as if he knew. At the same time, Plants swings his sword.

- Gentlemen!

It was always Kalian who fired first.

He disappeared without a sound and suddenly came out of nowhere and drew his sword.

Plants, who have not forgotten it, attack first, and Calian, who has not yet erased his smile, twists his waist and dodges the sword.

An aged sword that has not lost its sharp aura twists. Then you scatter a sharp wind as if you were about to scratch Calian's side.

Whoo-hoo!

After dodging two attacks, the Magically produced Dark Red Sword is displayed without error. Calian plunges his foot into the sword of Plants, who was aiming for his waist by gently extending his arm.

Since it said that it would not use error, it did not mean that it would soon see Plants, Calian's appearance evokes a slight, convoluted illusion.

After turning the sword, the retracted plant shifts its direction with the force to continue rotating. Suddenly, you reach out one foot and draw your sword, standing in the opposite direction.

- Ka-ang!

Calian's sword, which had already moved back and attacked, stops and hisses.

A dark red sword that spills darkness. It's a colorless sword that doesn't reflect light at all. The two swords crossed each other, giving a light that resembles red and green eyes.

As the sword that struck me fell, a stalk of life and a blade of silence pierced the wind sharply. Calian picks up his sword, not avoiding both of them.

- Ka-ang!

You swing your sword as you rush in front of Plants. You hear Calian's voice from Plants, who swiftly twist the handle to block the sword.

"Don't live in front of the knights."

He said it because his true skill was passed on to the erl, how much sword he could handle, and how much life he could handle.

Instead of an answer, Plants' livelihood became even darker. It means that they are annoyed because they do not let them do whatever they want.

- Kang!

Prevents the user from hitting from top to bottom, turning the sword and slicing it down. Calian smiles and slams into the ground, noticing a considerable day on the energy.

The wind rises on the edge of the sword, swinging without a target to slaughter. Calian, who should have been standing in front of the wind, vanishes in an instant. At this rate, the familiar plant now turns its reversed sword and reaches out to the right.

- Gentlemen!

Yet again, Plants has missed Calian's movements. Calian, who had just turned back, was about to pick up his sword behind Plants. The energetic plant swiftly twists its waist and lifts the aged sword across, preventing it from falling overhead.

As you retrieve the raised sword, the bitten plant lowers its blade, aiming at Calian's shoulder.

Kang! Ka 'ang!

Calian raises his sword from below, feeling clearly better. With an attack that feels lighter or heavier than Demirea's, Plants grips the sword with his grip.

At the same time, the sword disappears from Calian's hand.

Just as you did when you confronted the Great Desert Wolf, instead of trying to overcome the power of the rotating sword, you just destroyed it.

Whoo-hoo!

A rebuilt sword protrudes out, this time aiming for the flank of the plant. Fleeing quickly and dodging the sword, Plants focuses a little more on the edge of the sword, instead of annoying the way he first saw it.

Plants slams the recovered Kalyan sword long into its feet. He lowers his head slightly and passes under the swiveling radius of the sword, grabbing the firmly held sword and once more slicing off his waist.

- Kang!

Calian bites his foot back, preventing the attack with his longitudinal sword. The user digs deep into the opposing Pokémon's attack radius and draws another arc at Calian's jaw.

when Plants, who passed through Kalian and came back, tried to diagonally lift the sword he was holding down.

Clearly, Kalian stood with his back to his feet, and kicked the floor once. Then he disappeared before my eyes again.

'Left.'

You hear the sound of landing, stepping on your feet from the left. Then you hear the sound of the collar grabbing a little later.

The slight narrow-eyed plant extends its sword forward. At the same time, I came up with a rather unfortunate idea.

Oh, I see.

I should have stopped it, not attacked it.

Calian's sword, which extends a little faster than Plants, slashes his throat. A slight cut made me feel like I was bleeding. And then...

- Sarak.

A rope ornament graces Calian's sleeve and falls to the ground, cutting it sharply.