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

"- You're leaving the hunting festival, right? What are you going after? Devil Pork (Matton)?"

I just bought that Demon Pork skewer at the stall, and Lisse seems to recall her upcoming plans.

The Devil Pig (Matton) is a demon living around Crozheit.

It is considered a common meat alongside the Bad King's Horse (King Horse), and the bacon I was eating at Grandma Adiro's mansion belongs to the Devil's Pig.

The figure is large but very cowardly, a monster more alert than a wild animal that if he sees a person he even escapes anyway.

To be honest, I was pretty surprised to hear there were demons out there that weren't aggressive.

Even the bayonet that runs away quickly, if they decide they're weaker than they are, they're on their way. Apparently the Devil Pig always runs away.

"Hunting festival rules, you know?

"Er... you don't use a whole day from today's noon to tomorrow's noon to score on three elements or something like that, do you?

Yeah, yeah.

There was also talk of increasing the number of events, but Beckenberg, the host, eventually narrowed it down to just one big deal.

"Graded by three elements, the person with the highest score won.

The elements are three: the speed at which you hunted, the demons you tailored, and the number of participants.

In short, it's a rule to score high when you've got a small number of big guys down early. "

... and that's good, Devil Pig.

While the softness of the aged meat is also bright, the large salt mixed with vanilla, which is so blinded as to cover the meat, is very good.

It's all spices made of vanilla and herbs that I know leave a strange palate and aftertaste. I don't know if I can reproduce it, but let's remember what's used. It is more flavorful than just waving salt. I'd love to stock it up.

"Simply put, demons like Demon Pigs and Bad King Horses have a low score."

If you're after a victory, it feels like a rare demon or a monster of a mighty enemy and a feared big man. That's quick, too.

"Hmm. So what are you after? Or can you handle it in a whole day?

Yeah, speaking of which, you used to go monster hunting with Lisse.

Since we moved from Heidiga to the assassin's village, we've hunted together many times.

But there was no such thing as being alone.

The impressive thing about hunting demons with her in the first place was when she hunted white birds, after all.

That was the same reason I was helped then.

Anyway, it's hard to find it, isn't it? Demons.

"Because hunting has been banned in Crozheit for the past week or so. It must be a little easier to hunt."

It looks like there are many demons here.

I guess it's easier to find than usual.

Well, the residents of Crozheit should know more about this area than I do. I guess it's Beckenberg-led and well adjusted.

"By the way, I've already decided what I'm after."

This past week, when the preparations for the hunting festival have progressed, Grandma Adiro's escorts and errands have been sewn in between to look down and prepare.

I also looked down at the place that would be the hunting ground - and in the process, I've already found the prey to target.

"Huh? What are you after?

"That's the rest of the fun"

"Ho. That's a lot."

Well, that's just it.

It's time to get closer to the blacksmith town and see the participants and the armed men.

Exactly. You don't want to give me a specific name here.

This is a troublesome topic for people to ask about fragments.

"- Ah, Lisse. Can you get me another skewer at the stall earlier? I'll give you your share."

"What?"

"I'll run errands in the meantime."

"Oh, that's the thing. Then I'll wait around here."

I gave Lisse the change and broke up there once.

All right, let's hurry up to Grandpa Tatsunami's.

- Whoa, I've been waiting.

It was the shop, not the workshop, who promised to meet Grandpa Tatsunami today.

There was Grandpa Tatsunami today at the counter where his old lady used to sit, behind a store that was narrow and packed with a lot of weapons. Looks like he was polishing something like the equipment he used for his blacksmith job.

He's got a knife.

Oh, did you make it?

Grandpa Tatsunami gave Don, and a white blade knife on the counter.

... oh... this is it...!

The shape and size of the gripping pattern, even the blade construction, is a special order that fits my weight.

The bright white blade is sharp, shiny and quite light enough to beat the metal blade. It's light enough to make me anxious that it might be brittle.

"The handles are finished with ghost trees and clasps with the bones of the Wrecking Horse.

Blades and clasps...... nails, but the handle pattern becomes crazy before these become useless.

In other words, the blade is finished so that it does not hang from the beginning.

... That's fine, right? I ordered a haunted tree. "

Sure.

Sleek, flexible, and commonly used in bows, ghost tree materials are the most familiar to me.

Because it's widely inhabited, it's easy to find spares.

"I told you before, didn't I? This is a one-organism delicacy.

Even if the handles are broken, the torso is rarely broken or missing. If you spill some scratches or blades, don't heal yourself. "

...... hmm?

"On your own? Cure?"

I didn't know what the word meant.

I wonder what it is.

Do black royal wolves (obsidian wolves) have such strange powers in their materials? I've heard of some of those weapons.

"It's a secret, huh? It's my 'cultivation'.

The weaponry I put in place... it's a fine piece of work to be exact, but it has natural healing properties.

Although fundamental and devastating damage cannot be done, small scratches and metal fatigue will heal on their own over time. "

Wow, you talked to me about it.

But right...... that's the "cultivation" of the rulers of Blacksmith City. He still seemed to have something specific on that side.

"Oh, but its glossy. It was coated with powder from the demon nucleus.

I usually use it and it falls off after about a one-year cycle. If you peel, the sharpness will go away.

Show that to a nearby blacksmith and have it retightened. Any blacksmith can do as much as coating with that arm.

Normally I polish it to restore the sharpness, but that doesn't make the ingredients too firm. The blade hurts if you try to sharpen it abusively. Be careful. "

I see. Coating. We need to remember.

... my only knife. Glad to hear it. Glad to hear this. I'm excited.

"Hey. It's time for the next story, okay?

... What, oh, well. Next story?

I don't know how much I looked at and nibbled at the knife, but Grandpa Tatsunami on his face told me to give him a nagging knife. Let's go sneak up on people later.

"So, you were talking about lending me your hunting tools next?

Exactly.

That's why they made the meeting place with me into a store with weapons. So that if there is a shortage, we can look here.

I can't use the bow this time.

But I need a weapon for hunting. The knife... no matter how sharp it is, I'm still a little nervous about the demon opponent.

Under those circumstances, I had promised Grandpa Tatsunami to lend it to me.

He gave me pleasure because he was involved in the real issue of betting.

"This is my order. You could have had three big ones, right?

Grandpa Tatsunami placed it on the counter, a large one as large as a short spear.

Check each one of them.

I don't know if I made it new or if I made it with what was here, but it is what I ordered.

It is perfectly polished without any rust, and the part of the ring that ties the rope is tight.

Check the details, I nodded.

"That's enough. I'll borrow it."

Borrow an arrowbarrel-like container, too, and carry a beacon. By the way, the container has a lid so you can also hide the contents from the surroundings. Like this.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. So what are you going after? You're not a pig, are you?

I sent this word to Lisse, too, to my grandfather, whose face I was excited about.

- Enjoy the rest.