117 Lesson 116

"Is it that hard to get?

To Aotearoa's question, Antogal nodded ambiguously as he roared.

"Hmm, it's a lot of difficulty, but I need to get permission from the state... because I've been missing out on a job creating weapons lately, so maybe I won't get permission"

"I'm not sure how to get permission, but can't we just go get permission?

Antogal puts his arms together and thinks.

"... Probably not. The mountain where dragon iron can be taken is state-owned. There are basically no permits except for the Dwarves. Furthermore, even the Dwarves cannot obtain permission without applying to the state as blacksmiths."

Antogal's expression gets tougher.

"That also means asking someone to give in..."

At the stage Aotearoa said that much, Antogal shook his neck to the side.

"Can't you? Then there's one way. Antogal, you have to go get permission. If that doesn't work, we'll think about it then."

"... okay, let's go. However, mining difficulty is also high if permission is given. I used to be able to pick anyone, and when I discovered it, a lot of dwarves were pushing me into mining."

I told him to miss that, but his expression got more rude from there.

"With the new metal picked up, everyone wasn't thinking about boiling and pacing. That's when the anomaly suddenly happened. Whether the dragon iron was attracted to the magic it possessed, or whether it felt the danger of the dragon iron being depleted, the demon was heavily involved in the mine. I still don't know where all that number of demons came from. But given the circumstances, it's probably related to dragon iron, which is a big prediction."

"Well... there wouldn't be a problem with me on that point. I'll escort you to the site, and you'll do the mining, Antogal."

Aotearoa mouthed that there was no problem as a matter of course, but Antogal was surprised by the words.

"Hey, give me a minute. Were you listening to me? There's a little bit of goblin. We're not talking about that, are we? Even the Demon Rank is high, and that's a lot of them. Other blacksmiths, if they're lucky, get a small amount at the mining point in front of them."

Antogal was in a panic, but Aotearoa nodded loudly.

"So don't worry. I'll take care of the demon. Don't say anything cheap about a small amount in front of you, let's bring it back in bulk in the back. There's a magic bag, it's easy to carry."

Antogal watched his confident Ethereum with his mouth half open.

"Mr. Sorta, I think Mr. Antogal is anxious because he doesn't know what Sorta is capable of."

Since when did Deena make two supplements that are out of line to talk about?

"Right. But what's wrong with showing my power..."

"Well, then, there's a square built that can try and kill weapons behind it. Show me there."

With that said, Antogal leads us up to the square without waiting for a reply. Aotearoa and Deena also decided to follow suit without saying anything in particular. There were several tree targets lined up there.

"So, what are we gonna do? I don't suppose that tree slashed you, huh?

"No, no, I'll get you something else. I tried to create it back in the day, but I couldn't use it to try and kill most weapons because they would lose, but if I could scratch this, I'd believe in that power."

With that said, Antogal carried like a single doll from a cabin set on the edge of the square. I carry it in the trolley, but the muscles on both arms swelled into the bread, seemingly of considerable weight.

"Ha-ha-ha, here it is. Try scratching this."

What Antogal brought was a doll that looked red, blue, yellow and green depending on the angle of view.

"... that's creepy"

"Oh, that's creepy"

"Ugh, shut up! It doesn't look like a problem, dragon iron is used for this, and there are a lot of other ores. As a result, it became super hard. I created it a long time ago, but I've never been able to scratch it as anyone."

Antogal went on to explain the doll, upset, to Deena and Ethereal's feelings.

"I see, which weapon should I use?

I don't care what you use, but I don't know if the weapon's broken.

Aotearoa, thinking a little, took out the iron sword as she pretended to take it out of the magic bag.

"Then this is it, okay?"

When he holds the iron sword in his right hand, Ethereum makes several bare gestures.

"Oh, come on. That's a normal sword, isn't it? Is that okay with you?

Antogal was surprised that at first glance he had taken out a sword with nothing special to look like.

"Oh, it's just an iron sword. I mean, you said you didn't even know you were broken, did you? Then it's natural to use less valuable weapons."

"I did say, but not with a weapon like that..."

Aotearoa moved forward in front of the doll and set up his weapon before Antogal finished saying it.

"Oh, man."

Antogal calls out, but Aeta didn't get that voice because he was focused.

"Shh!

Aotearoa uttered her voice, tempered her and waved her sword down. The moment the iron sword and doll collided, a loud metal noise rang.

"Again, this is it"

The iron sword in Aotearoa's hand had been broken from the way, and the broken end had been stabbed to the ground in an unknown direction.

"Here, see. There's no way you can scratch a sword like that."

Antogal was heartily thrilled that his weapon had broken, but he was still chested for the completeness of his doll.

"No, it was scratched. Look, look at this place."

Antogal and Deena approached to check around the doll's shoulder. There was certainly a scratch from the earlier attack.

"Oh, really. I knew Mr. Sota would be amazing to hurt you with such a common sword!

"Ugh, but this scratch doesn't know how powerful it is."

Upon confirmation of the wound, Deena praised and Antogal spoke of defeat.

"Okay, then I'll show you a more comprehensible result"