7 Episode 7: Dwarves and Namakura Swords

"Brother! Look out for the weapon!

That started with a word that didn't even have your thump.

"Weapons?"

"Yes, weapons."

"Why me?

"'Cause your brother beat Evilbore in one shot, didn't he? Isn't that sword amazing?

And, Gyro, you point to a broadsword equipped with your hips.

"This is a normal broadsword."

Well, it magically amplifies the sharpness or something.

But it only reinforces the normal sword, so I don't feel comfortable thinking that the enemy of strength across the line is the opponent.

"Besides, it's thunderous magic that stabbed Evilbor in the stop."

"You've spoken a lot more difficult magic. The magic of the lightning system is quite difficult."

And Mina broke into the conversation looking grumpy.

"That's not true. It's not hard magic if you can understand the theory."

"... that's what geniuses say."

Is that it? Mr. Mina's depressed for some reason.

But I just kept researching and developing it, and it's not like I'm a genius.

"Would you like me to teach you about thunder magic next time?

"Is it good!?"

Whoa, that's a great eater.

I wanted to learn so much thunder magic.

"Fine, if that's what I can teach you."

"I did it! Thunder magic!

No, so as long as you understand reason, it's not a very difficult magic.

"Fine, teach me the sword too. - Brother."

"Wow, don't stick around. How many people are stronger than me?"

"No, that's a lie. It's not normal at that point to stick a sword in Evilbore's forehead."

I don't think so.

There are great people in the world.

Haven't you quit humans yet? It's surprising if you look for someone on the level or something.

Compared to them, me and Evilboa are just like normal people.

"Nah, tell me."

Okay, I'll tell you what. Get away from me.

"Yikes! You can train your brother!! Hi-ho!

Um, I'm not in the pattern of teaching people things.

"So, you don't have to go look at the weapon?

"" "Ah" "

In Mr. Megli's words we recall our original purpose.

No, no, I totally forgot.

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"Brother, this is the best weapons store in town!

"Heh, you've got a lot of weapons."

Gyro, you brought me here. I was heartily excited about my first weapons store.

Because the village blacksmith wasn't a store, it was close to a repairman polishing weapons, farm tools, etc.

The customers around them are happily pulling their swords out of their sheaths to see the swords.

Oh, that sword, the decorations are amazing...

Um, because it's a store. Oh, is that also for sale?

All right, let's do it.

"I'm here."

and the adventurers of the ancestors go under the store owner with their respective chosen weapons.

"Give me this"

The shopkeeper was a dwarf with a long mustache stored in his small body.

Speaking of dwarves, I'm also convinced that the owner of the arms store, a race with no eyes on iron.

Most of all, when it comes to Dwarves for me, I really think of the faces of people who aren't.

But Dwarf gave me that weapon...

"... well, 10 gold coins."

"High!?"

The price offered by the store owner was too high and I accidentally got a voice.

Naturally, everyone's gaze gathers on me.

"Ha ha, was it a little irritating for the kid? But if it's Gordoff's weapon, it's cheaper!

Good, you don't seem angry.

What's a famous artisan, Goldoff?

"Oh, really?"

"Wow! I've never seen anyone buy a Gordoff sword before!

Gyro, I'm so excited you know someone named Goldoff.

Is he some kind of amazing guy?

Hmm but......

And so on and so on, the adventurers bought weapons and left the store.

Only us and the owner were left behind.

"Good, I want to buy those awesome weapons too!

"Hey Gyro, is that sword...... or is Mr. Goldoff an amazing guy?

"Huh!? You don't know my brother Gordoff!?"

"Yeah, I'm out of the country, so I don't know anything about the city."

Well, I didn't know much about floating in my previous life or in previous generations.

"Famous Gordoff, you're an amazing blacksmith fighting for one or two not only in this Tion country, but also in the surrounding countries!

Heh, are you such an amazing person?

"But it wasn't a big weapon for that, was it? Could it have been fake?

"Huh!? Hey, brother..."

Gyro, it was then that you tried to say something.

"" "" "Huh!?" ""

The store is suddenly surrounded by cold air.

This isn't cold air, it's more conceptual cold... yes it is.

The Lord of that killing...

"Hey, Bowes."

The owner of Dwarf's shop, the killer, calls to me.

"You, you got a complaint about that sword?

Shit, I'm mad because I disparaged the store's products!?

"No, because I thought it was sweet to say it was a great sword."

"Well, how sweet is that?

"Ah, brother..."

Gyro, you are unusually upset with Awaaaa.

If I don't make it, Gyro, I won't bother you.

"Uh, first of all, that sword, the decorations were luxurious, but I didn't like the pivotal fullness at all. Not that it's a mass-produced product of casting, but because the baking seemed appropriate for the craftsman to work out with his own hands and the hammer was less often depressed, I was wondering if the sharpness was good. But I was making it right around the handshake, and it didn't look strange and easy to break. It looked like a sword, but I was wondering if that was close to a sword-shaped iron mass, a wooden knife or a stick."

I tell the shop owner what it feels like to see the sword.

"Whoa, whoa..."

For some reason, Gyro, you are pale and shivering.

It's okay, because if anything happens, I'll take full responsibility.

I will bow my head so that I can do it alone, even if it is prohibited from entering and leaving the store.

"I don't know what to do. That's Namakura, just a chunk of iron."

The shopkeeper strokes his mustache by doing his hand on his chin, keeping his killing temper up.

"Did I see the sword that Goldov worked out?"

"Yes!? You are Mr. Goldoff!?"

No way, this guy is the famous mason that Gyro you guys admired!?

So, but very much that sword didn't look like a sword made by such a famous master!?

That's why you were blue-faced, Gyro.

Because you disparaged the weapon in front of him.

... No! Of course you're angry!

"My weapon looked like Namakura..."

Oh, no, super bad.

"You have a pretty good eye, Bowes! Ha-ha-ha!!"

"Huh!?"

I thought you'd be mad, Mr. Goldoff, but I missed the slaughter and laughed with pleasure.

"Uh..."

"I don't even know what it's worth today. I was sick and tired of him asking only my name for a weapon!

"What, then could that weapon be!?"

"Ouch! That's just a sturdy sword. That's what I put on the decorations! I've seen it through!

Wow, I do terrible things.

"Wouldn't that hurt the others earlier?"

He thinks the same thing about me, and Mr. Norb accuses Mr. Gordoff.

"Don't worry, but you don't need my weapon if that's what they're asking for. Only sturdiness comes with origami, so it doesn't break easily. I'll come back to this store naturally when I have the skill I really need."

Wow, great confidence.

"But are all the Namakuras I've been told about being placed in this store?

"You think so?

That being said, Mr. Goldoff points to the store.

"There's a weapon in there that I've worked out seriously. If I find it in one go, I'll just give it to you."

"Are you serious?!? Let's find him, brother!

You just stormed the mountain of swords, Gyro.

"I'll see you, too"

Megri, who has never been silent, also joins the search for weapons properly.

"I'm a pass. Wizards don't use heavy weapons."

"I have a mace from the church, too."

Is Mina and the others a pass?

"Bowes, look for you too."

"Me too?

"I spotted that sword as a catfish, and you can spot clams, too, right?

Mm, is this provoked?

"See you after everyone chooses."

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"All right, it's him!

"I'm here."

Gyro, you and Mr. Megli will bring it after choosing a weapon.

Gyro, you brought a sword that looked strong, and Megri brought a dagger that didn't look fancy but was polite.

"It's a hassle for both of us"

But it disqualifies me slightly.

"Don't look confused, kids."

Tough.

"Brother! Brother, find me!

"Take vengeance!

The two men who failed to appraise the weapon seeped remorse and entrusted me with revenge.

"Right......"

I look around the store. [M]

Seeing the weapons in turn from the edge and walking, his eyes caught on a single sword that was placed unwrought.

It has no special taste, and the sheath and violets are thin and dirty.

The more it looks like a second-hand sword at first glance.

With that sword in my hand, I pull it out of my sheath and stare at myself.

And besides, I put up my sword, and I told Mr. Gordoff.

"This, I think,"

"" Uh!? That!? "

Gyro looks at me with the kind of disappointment you guys have had. [M]

No, I thought you said you guys would take care of it.

"Why did you choose that?

Mr. Gordoff, on the other hand, asks me as a nigga.

"This sword, it looks plain and dirty, but this dirt is dummy, isn't it? I'm deliberately dirty. Likewise, there is a disguise in your body, but it is carefully trained compared to the sword you just saw."

Yes, only this sword was made obviously inconspicuous, and then the center of gravity became firmer when it was erected.

"Correct. That's the weapon to win."

"Are you serious?!?"

"Doesn't look very like it"

I stare at the sword that you two have in your hands as incredible.

Yeah, because you look like a used sword.

"You guys are too confused by your looks. The swordsman's boy is out of the question, but the bandit's lady also believes too much in the disguise she set up in the details."

"Humiliation"

Mr. Megri will regrettably bend his lips to the letter to.

Looks like he doesn't like losing unexpectedly.

"Promise, I'll give you that."

"Are you sure?

Then Mr. Goldoff gives Nica a much more enjoyable smile.

"I really don't know what it's worth these days. It was just them. I'm so surprised you found that sword! So that sword is your thing. That's my confidence. If it is, I'll fix it for a solid mon!

"Whoa! Awesome, brother!

Suddenly Gyro was surprised when you screamed. [M]

"It's too awesome to be strong and awesome and even have eyes on a weapon, brother!!"

No, not as admirable as that.

And this sword...

Yeah, that's right.

I can think of seeing Mr. Goldoff's sword in my hand. [M]

"Um, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to give this sword to you, Gyro."

Yes, this sword is better held by you, Gyro.

"" "... Huh?

The fact that I resigned surprises you, Gyro. [M]

"Hey, hey brother!? What are you talking about?!?"

"Yes! What a waste! I don't know what it means to give it to Gyro!

"What do you mean!!"

"It means the way it is! I'm pretty sure Mr. Rex is better at using it than you are immature!

"Ugh, no, well, I do have a better brother..."

It was you, Gyro, who disputed Mr. Mina's remarks, but they made me whisper.

"I'm not convinced, either."

and Mr. Gordoff stares at this one with a grumpy face.

"I guess there's a good reason to poke back the weapon Dwarf said he'd do it, Bowes?

Shit, it was rude of Dwarf to be shoved back at the weapon he offered!

With just one exception.

"Hey, look, brother, Mr. Goldoff, I'm mad at you! Let's take this place honestly!

"That's wise. Gifts are a virtue to receive honestly."

The two of you say, but when you get here, it won't stop until you explain it properly.

Anyway, they're stubborn dwarves.

If I'm not convinced, it rains blood.

"No, I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to accept a weapon I won't use."

"Whew!"

"" "" Hino!? ""

Again, the store is wrapped up in killing, and you, Gyro, scream.

"Explain it to me, Bowes."

In the immediate air, I uttered words.

"The reason I can't accept it is because I have this sword."

That's how I pound my hip sword.

"This sword can still be used on active duty. And yet you're too pathetic to throw it away because you've got a new weapon, aren't you?

Yes, I told you, Mr. Goldoff's air soothes a little.

"Well, it's good to take care of weapons. Compared to people switching to new weapons before they get acquainted."

Good, looks like you convinced me.

"But if that's what you're gonna say, I need you to show me what you got."

Is that it? It's getting kind of weird.

"Turn down my weapon, you're not convinced it's not the right one, are you?

Is that it?

"So how about this? If that's a convincing weapon, I'll give you that sword. But if I'm not convinced, you use my weapon. And you can do your weapon to that kid. Then you won't have to leave your weapon behind, will you?

What's that supertheory?

"Whoa! Give me your brother's weapon!?"

Wait, why do you seem so happy, Mr. Gyro?

"All right, let's take it, brother! If you don't get lucky enough to convince Gordoff, I'll inherit your brother's sword!

You don't want Mr. Gordoff to be unconvinced?

"Look, let's see what you got."

Mr. Gordoff is coming to get you.

Ha, I can't help it. Let's be honest here.

When I remove my hips sword, I give it to Mr. Goldoff. [M]

"Hmm."

Mr. Goldoff was grumpy, but when he received the sword just a little intrigued, he pulled it out of his sheath, and...

"Huh!?"

I got a stunned look.

"Become!? Become!?"

Mr. Goldoff can only say "na" like a broken magic item.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey..."

Mr. Goldoff's body trembles as a crocodile.

"What the heck!?"

I shouted so loudly that it sounded all over town.

"What is this?!? I've never seen anything like this before!? Is it iron? Is it iron?!? I've never felt anything like this!? Slippery smooth touch!? This is, ahhh!"

Mr. Gordoff screams his sword into heaven.

Well, I'm working on a little demonic material.

"It's a piece of art in the form of a sword. Ah!"

Mr. Gordoff, who suddenly has a tranced look, starts chewing on his sword with a hazy, rough breath.

Yeah, I'm scared.

And Mr. Goldoff turns to me with his bloody eyes.

"Ko, who the hell struck this sword?!"

I'm a little too excited.

"Uh, it's me."

"What the heck!?"

Yeah, my hometown blacksmith didn't have a weapon-like weapon.

For once, there were weapons for self-defense, but those were basically crude spears, and there were no proper weapons.

That's why I made it myself.

By offering demonic materials to my father at the blacksmith, I let him use the workplace in the name of training in blacksmiths.

In fact, I was fixing the blacksmith technique in my previous life.

"Oh, you made it...!?"

"Yes."

"Oh, oh..."

Mr. Gordoff put my sword in his sheath, shaking with a pull, and put it on the table...

"Make me an apprentice, master. Ooooooooooooooooooo!!"

For some reason I have sought discipleship while sitting in the ground.

"Hey, what is it all of a sudden!?"

Exactly. This one puzzles me if the older guy suddenly comes down to earth.

"Please! Please! Teach me how to make this sword!!"

"No, this is an ordinary technique that a Dwarf I know tells me that if a warrior can't rely on a blacksmith, he can make his own sword."

"Is this the normal technique! I believe in King Dwarf's training!

King Dwarf, that doesn't mean King Dwarf, that's the title given to a Dwarf with the best blacksmith skills.

"If you're a user of technology, it's not strange to be told you don't need my sword or anything! The sword will give it to the lad! So teach me your moves Master OOOOOOO!!"

This is troublesome.

Gyro, I broke it for you guys, but I'm not a gala to teach people what to do originally.

But...

"After I saw your moves, I couldn't name a blacksmith or anything!

I'd have to tell you this. Even Teco wouldn't stop grounding.

"Okay, I'll tell you how to make this sword. If you don't have any more clues."

"Thank you, master. Ohhhhhhhh!!"

Mr. Goldoff starts a small leap to express his joy.

A dwarf that delights while skipping...

"Sasa but brother! I can't believe you made that famous master Gordoff your apprentice!!"

Gyro, you're innocent.

"And get the sword of Gordoff. Just get it. Whoa! Hyah ho!"

All right, I'll make my training for you tough.