My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"Ah..."

It wasn't until morning that I realized.

Dinner with Grandma Adiro and Beckenberg and the day after dawn from Zed's assault.

I fell asleep as soon as I returned to the mansion in Whorehouse City, exhausted physically and mentally by my unexpected reunion with Lisse and especially by dealing with Zed.

And I woke up in the morning and remembered.

- I forgot the knife I threw at Zed at the restaurant, he said.

When I fought Zed, I threw the knife I had at him.

I totally meant to poke a void, but Zed had fun coping with it. He caught a knife thrown at him and threw it back.

After dodging it with "glasses," the knife remains missing.

Must be rolling into that restaurant.

Is it cleaned up already?

As an escort, I took it with me to see if my whole waist was okay.

With the exception of the most familiar bow, the only thing left was a demolition knife.

I had it hidden.

I lost it brilliantly.

That knife belongs to me.

It's an assassin's village where his head gave way to an old man in a tough blacksmith. It was a very ordinary knife, not a good one, especially if it was well built or well designed.

But it started with a bow and arrow and I got really round my back more than I lost to a knife.

That's just not a good state of affairs.

Not much untrained on that knife itself, but my physical skills are weak. In the round hips, I hinder Grandma Adiro's escort.

I knew I had to keep about a knife.

But I'm also going to go get it now.

Returning to the crime scene yesterday today doesn't seem like a good idea.

Something tells me I'm going to get caught rubbing on top of the fact that I don't think the knife will return safely if I go.

With a salty grudge in my eyes, Beckenberg wouldn't be a good impression on me either. That store would be on Beckenberg's side.

Maybe we should just give up.

Most importantly, because I feel like the only way to find lost things in this city is to take back what's so good or, conversely, what's like garbage no matter who sees it.

Besides, it's a normal knife to chase.

It would be difficult to flow and flow and even track. Because it's never noticeable.

When that happens.

I grab a cute demon statue (new) from my bedside luggage bag and keep it deep.

It is the fangs of the Black Imperial Wolf (Obsidian Wolf).

I got it, but they refused to process it in the assassin's village, and it's too precious to sell, which means it's a substitute that was literally packed.

The city had a splendid blacksmith section.

As long as you pay the consideration, you'll process this into a knife.

That's all there is to it.

I don't know anything else, but they'll take it seriously when it comes to work.

Tools and facilities are artisan mirrors.

Because if you look at them, you know how serious they are.

…………

If it's a real city, I can think of it, but can't you say so here?

Because this is a lawless country, Crozheit.

"Hmm? You want me to make you a knife?

So at the breakfast table, I told Grandma Adiro.

"I want a new one because I lost my knife. I'm going to have it made because I have the material".

If Grandma Adiro isn't going out, there's basically no job for me.

If nothing, I'm still going to hang out around Miss Seviareau today, but I've got plans this way, so I have none today.

Once I confirmed my plans to go out today, I tried to talk to him.

"I'll get you about a knife. The finest things."

I instantly shook my head to the side of my grandmother, who I said niggling.

"I don't want to make a debt, so don't"

If I owe you too much, I'm going to be tied to this mansion... or Grandma Adiro. Because I'm a benefactor in law. Then I'm sure it'll be hard to move.

Of course, Grandma would be a suggestion to weave it in.

Because this guy doesn't seem to have any good intentions without intentions.

I hope it's easy to understand.

"Right. Well, do as you like. - That's right. Seville, make that story El."

There seemed to be no particular time to speak, and Lady Seviareau, who kept eating in silence, stopped the spoon that allowed her to creep into the soup.

"He escaped this city last night after Zed was half-killed"

…………

Ha!? That zet!?

"... well. If you hear this information, don't you make it slight? That's a lot of guts."

No.

No, no.

I'm amazed though. I'm just not on the table.

"Why would you do that?

Zed, whom I confronted last night, was strong enough to be likely to have bad dreams.

Anyway, it was a catastrophe to use "glasses" in full force and finally only for a moment.

If he meant it, I wouldn't even be on his feet.

Honestly, I never want to see you again.

So?

That Zed got half-killed and ran away from this city?

All I can say is it's hard to believe.

"Whatever it is, I'm talking about getting hit hard by a newcomer's abomination."

Newcomer taboo......

I mean... well, definitely, I guess Florentine.

…………

Oh, well.

Maybe it's possible if you do Florentine.

Because in her case, once we catch her, we're done. Because if I grab it with my hands or my legs and crush it, I can compete at that point.

For a guy like Zed who fights with his bare hands, I think he's doomed.

There's a bracket against bare hands, and if you do it normally without any preliminary knowledge, she won't beat anyone.

"Do you know him? The same Bryn tower guest, or something like that?

"Come on, you have no idea"

It seems troublesome when people know you're involved, so I'll take it easy and mislead you.

"Right. Fair enough.

- Looks like some people can leave that Zed anyway, and the city will be somewhat bothered by Zed's absence. If you're leaving Whorehouse, be careful. "

Does the city bother you?

I don't know exactly what it's going to be, but let's be vigilant. It's a city that needs to be vigilant even if it's not.

"You can even go out with the blacksmith."

"Is that true?

Walking alone is so entangling, you'd appreciate it if you could accompany someone familiar with this city.

"But when a man and a woman are going to walk alone... um, that would mean a date they both admit otherwise. Is that what this is all about?

"Oh, I'll go alone, fine"

Finish your breakfast, go back to your room and get dressed.

I'm going to try to get to the blacksmith town.

Because of this, I decided to go dressed as a woman.

I also remembered makeup, and "Made of Adiro's Mansion" means my face is selling somewhat here. It would be easier to move than it is to move as I am.

Plus, like Lisse did last night, there seems to be a pattern where I accidentally meet someone I know.

I couldn't fool myself just when I met him, so I decided to go in women's clothes, along with the vigilance around it.

By the way, I hear Florentine works around the Glades. This is the scene where Zed was hit.

I don't plan on going either, but let's not get any closer that way.

Well, I'd like to see how it goes.

I want to see what kind of life you have.

I'm not worried about Lisse, Cellier or Sash, but I'm just a little worried about Florentine.

... No, I don't think you need to worry about it the most. Looks like he's knocking down Zed.

"It looks great on you."

"Not very happy, but thanks"

I borrowed a woman's everyday clothes from a maid who is my exclusive.

During the day, you can't just wear a black dress like that. I don't even want to wear it at night.

I was lent a piece with no weird philosophy whatsoever, and wore it.

There's nothing special about women's clothes, so this will do.

When I finished prepping and went to the front door, Dinawood, the butler, was waiting.

"- It's from the manager. Give this letter to a blacksmith named Tatsunami."

Dinawood looks at me and gives me a single letter. Oh, there's a mark on the wax. Is it Grandma Adiro's? You've never seen anything like it.

"I hear it's also your letter of introduction. Show me that and you'll let me see you. Make sure you give it to him."

Oh, do you also have my references?

"Okay. I'll give it to you."

Receive the letter and I'll head to Blacksmith City.