Chapter 218

Chapter 218: 218

“Apoita kara……? You’ve never heard of it. Mithril, isn’t that what this is?

Unpinned Helen puts her neck up.

“Oh. It’s a special mineral from the North” Hopper “, but it doesn’t go out much. There’s no point in not knowing.”

If you are a mercenary of war, you seem to have some knowledge of minerals… or materials, but don’t you know Apoitacara?

Well, when it comes to the minerals of the north, it would be hihihirokane.

“Light and strong. I wonder if it compares to orihalcon or adamantite. It’s a part of it, and it might not change a bit.”

“You still change, don’t you?

“Right. The shake may feel the same, but the difference is…”

“What’s the difference?

“Glow”

“What?”

“Apoytakara glows blue.”

“Oh, really?

“Doesn’t seem to make much sense, though.”

Hi, they seem to be effective on ghost-based demons (and the installation fell under it), but you’ll have little chance to come across them, and rarely will they be able to make more sense than decorations.

“So I’m going to rebuild it, so just give me a minute.”

“Atai is fine…”

“But what’s up?

“Are you sure? It’s expensive, isn’t it?

“It’s something I give my family, and half of it’s like my hobby. Don’t worry about it.”

“Fine, then.”I’ve never heard of minerals that are expensive. Can you guess? I don’t know if he thinks he’ll even give us two pieces of gold (though he paid for one).

“Oh, speaking of family”

I give Helen the knife I made yesterday and left at the blacksmith.

“I’m gonna do this one, too.”

“Are you sure?

“My family has them all, except Krull”

When I said that, everyone took the knife out of their nostalgia and showed it to them. The picture of the four of them taking the knife out simultaneously could be a little scary if ordinary people saw it.

But it is proof that it is our family.

Then Helen knelt before me. Looks like a knight to be awarded a medal.

“Thank you.”

Hit Kashiwaki twice and gently lift the apoitacara that is placed at the shrine.

Again, it’s a lot lighter for size. If you want to use it all, I’ll throw it in the furnace, but I’ll crack it, so I’ll put it in the fire floor and heat it up.

Eventually the temperature came up and I managed to get to the point where I could process it, so I use the glasses to put in the slices.

Then he puts it on the gold floor and beats it with a hammer so that it bends at the cleavage. Beat it with a lot of effort, but it’s hard to bend.

After having managed to bend over a considerable amount of time, I repeated that I would bend it on the other side as well, and as I struggled, I divided the appropriate amount and cut it out. I leave the feeling around here to the cheats.

But it’s hard to break a bone just to cut it out with a pair of glasses. I feel like I have about ten apoitacaras if I were to take the ease of cutting iron as 1. Wouldn’t a regular blacksmith have hands or feet?

Sometimes the output is low, but I guess that’s why the difficulty of processing isn’t too public either.

In the end, this day ended with a cut out.

Note that just before I went to bed that day,

“Shouldn’t you have melted it in a furnace and solidified it in as many parts as you needed?

And I realized, that’s another story.