136 Lesson 135

Let's get to work this afternoon.

Aotearoa takes her dishes to flush and then returns, she speaks to Antogal.

"Oh, you should be able to match that with what I was thinking."

During lunch, the two of them were checking on the Japanese knife making method that was passed on in Japan. It had strongly stimulated Antogal's inspiration and had a positive impact on the work ahead.

"I couldn't figure out what to do when I found out how to make it. So, you're the line of favor... please."

Aotearoa sees Antogal with a serious look sometime.

"I know. Leave it to me."

Antogal slapped his chest dongly and nodded loudly. It came from the desire to answer Ethereal's trust, and from his insistence as an artisan.

When they went to work, they finally took the task of creating the Ethereal Knife.

Work is underway at the entrance to the workshop to lower the banned bills. Seeing it, Deena is working hard. She left for the city for dinner shopping to do what she could for them.

"Oh, it's been a while since I've heard a good hammer from my brave grandson."

"Was he still going on? There hasn't been any fire lately."

Those living in the neighborhood's workshop talked about the rarity of Antogal working on a blacksmith.

"Something went wrong during this time because I heard something like an explosion..."

"Uh, that's what I heard too. Something was amazing, I didn't know where I heard it from, but it was here."

One neighbor and another face after another, joining the topic of Antogal. The expression was a constant watchful smile, and everyone was delighted with the resurrection of Antogal, the blacksmith.

He was serious everywhere about something called blacksmithing, too serious. I was frustrated for that. Some of them gathered had experienced similar setbacks, but each has overcome them in various ways. However, in the case of Antogal, the walls to be crossed were too large to be overcome and smoked.

"I don't know what triggered it, but I'm glad"

"Oh, he'll be a good craftsman, no less than his ancestors."

Everyone was nodding at those two opinions.

I don't dew that there's such an interaction going on outside. In the workplace, the two of them were encouraged to build swords. To use the fire, the temperature in the workplace is going up, and only when are the two of them getting sweaty. But the work will not be finished. Aotearoa dresses like a single t-shirt, and her torso is naked as far as Antogal goes.

After a while, the sound of hitting the metal once stops ringing, where the two finally wipe their soggy sweats with a towel. The two blacksmiths are highly skilled, and the effect of a vocational blacksmith makes the work go several times faster than normal craftsmen.

Thanks to this, it has taken shape in about a few hours since work began.

"It's from here, you're not gonna make it just a metal weapon, are you?

Antogal, who wiped his sweat messily, asked Aotearoa with a grin.

"Of course, if we get this far, that's the next step, right?

Antogal nods silently at Aotearoa's inquiry, holding the hammer to something else. When Aotearoa takes it to another hammer, she magically adds magic to it.

"What about attributes?

"I put all the attributes in order that I can use. Can Antogal ask for an infusion of just magic without attributes?

"Okay, that would be better than that. That's it!

Along with Antogal's hanging voice, he alternately waves down the hammer to it, which was heated.

This was a task commonly called witchcraft, which is not in the process of what is called blacksmithing. Attributes will be granted to weapons created by the type, quality, and quantity of magic that can be included. The magic of all the attributes could be used, and the quality and quantity of the magic was high.

On the contrary, Antogal can only be used decently by earthly attributes, with less magic and never surpassing quality compared to a common blacksmith. However, it is determined to balance the magic force, which efficiently passes Ethereum's magic into a knife.

Thus, gradually it takes shape.

Aotearoa puts her magic to the magic tolerance limit of the knife, and here she looks at Antogal, stopping her movement. With that in mind, Antogal moves on to the task of shaping the rest.

Once he left the rest to Antogal, Ethereum went back to the living room, and when he sat down somewhere in a chair, he kept his weight on his back.

"Don't get tired after a while..."

Aotearoa removes the cup from the sub-empty vault and pours the water into his mouth. I was concentrating on the work and hadn't noticed, but my throat totally seemed to stain all over my body with that water lit by fire.

"Delicious."

It was normal water like never before, but I could feel it absorbed into my body like rain shaking into dry soil.

Ethereum, who was comfortable with drinking water, looked around the living room and explored the signs of a fudge dining room, but Deena seemed to still be out.

"Are you away..."

Aotea looked up at the ceiling as it was brought to the chair again. And meditate on your eyes and clear your ears to the sound Antogal is working on. It was a sound that I had made until earlier, but it was a pleasant tone to hear at a slight distance.

After doing so for a while, the sound of the work stopped and there seemed to be no way the next sound could be played.

"Go."

When he squeals like that to no one, Aeta rises up and returns to the workplace.

There was an appearance of Antogal confirming his fullness, which he had been able to do in the earlier process.

"Are you here or will you take a look?

That's what I say. I give the sword to Aotearoa.

"Hmm, not bad...... but"

Antogal shook his neck to the side of Ethereum's words after he saw himself to be ordained.

"That's right, it's not bad. Normally if you line up in some weapons store, you get 10 or more gold coins, even if it's cheap."

"Yeah, I'd choose a user, but I'm pretty sure it's a weapon."

The two looked unsatisfied with the sword they could.

"" Not beautiful ""

Two generalities were included in that one word.