My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I'd Open Up a Weapon Shop

"It was late, wasn't it? I'm tired of waiting."

As soon as I left the room after interacting with Gilbert, Garnett rushed over.

Mouthfeel as if he was angry, but from his expression and voice color he felt no anger at all, rather in a good mood.

I can roughly imagine why.

I may say it in a bad way, but the judgment criteria I told Gilbert earlier are like a grudge against Garnett, so to speak.

If you can't get me in a better mood, this one will be in more trouble the other way.

"What the hell did you tell me? I guess that's not something I can't teach you."

"Instead, I was pushed to tell you too. I don't know, sharing information between knights. But then we'll go home."

There are two types of topics Garnett has exchanged since he left the room, both of which are relevant to the activities of the Golden Tooth Knights.

Neither the test delivery of new weapons to the Golden Fang nor the Golden Fang's view of the mysterious golem beneath Demon King's Castle is easy to talk about where there are large numbers of outsiders.

So I decided to finish my errands at the branch first and then turn back to the White Wolf store on the ground.

"Well, just now. Let me know what you and Gilbert were talking about alone."

After arranging the cups with poured herbal tea for the making, Garnett sat in the opposite chair across the table and cut them out in a tone as if they were even a souvenir story.

"I know. Let's start..."

Talk about the conversation with Gilbert in order from the beginning.

There must have been a request for test delivery of a throwing spell bomb.

I don't know if Noir and Alexia can handle the work, so I put a reply on hold to confirm it with them.

That he was asked for his views on the puppet-shaped golem of the Demon King's Castle Underground Labyrinth and communicated his private opinion as he could come up with it.

That the purpose of this question was to ascertain the extent of my strategic judgment.

And - that the task given to the newly established Knights will probably relate to the Demon King's Army and the 'true enemy'.

The look on Garnett's face gradually became serious while he spoke and made each one heard in turn.

"... and well, here's the thing. Anything else you want to ask me?

"No, enough"

Garnett scratched her golden hair with one hand as she kept her weight on her back and exhaled for a long time.

"I was hoping for a moment, but don't think that when someone from about Gilbert's position tells you that, you might actually do that"

"You mean the new Knights' mission?

"Oh. If you continue to be an arms dealer in Green Hollow, your role as a Knights will also have to be centered around this town. Well, if you think about what you're going to be assigned, then naturally you're going to get involved."

Apparently, Garnett had arrived at the same conclusion after the exact same thought process as Gilbert.

If you dare to mention the difference, this is the presumption of a knight on the front line who left the center of the Knights, and that is the presumption of a Knights leader who is in a position to get core information.

If both of those came to the same conclusion, the persuasion becomes quite strong.

"You didn't decide that anything would be sent to the front line. Even if they borrow one from each Knights, there are only twelve of them. Isn't that the right number of jobs to be assigned?

"Well, that's true."

Although I tried to say something that would reassure me, Garnett remained an unfloating expression.

"... if it's just the Demon King's Army, you're still going to lurk to the kind of people who can't even grasp their purpose for who they are. I don't know what's going to happen... I can't see the bottom. That's why I'm here. I think I'm going to stick my gutsy neck in there..."

Garnett's concerns are overwhelming.

Until now, he has persisted in his stance of 'an arms dealer who will also accept requests for repair' and has stood around trying not to step out of it.

At the end of the Demon King's War we cooperated quite a bit, but that was because the whole of Green Hollow had a cooperative system up the town, and my activities stood as part of it.

... Though it turned out to be the wings of a direct confrontation with the center of the Demon King's Army, that's just a theory of results.

But as a Knights, when I got involved as a Knights leader, I must have been unable to stay in such a step-by-step position.

"Can we just be a little more optimistic? Like silver wings, or" true enemies "and" enemies of the Demon King's Army, but not human enemies. "

"Well said. I'm the best. I can't imagine the optimism of that hand."

"Mm... don't poke hard to argue with"

I felt like I was being seen through my mind.

Garnett is right, enemy enemies may be the ones whose rationale is common: allies, what optimism doesn't suit sex.

On the contrary, so much so that we even think of the possibility that the Demon King's Army and the 'true enemy' will reconcile humanity as a common enemy.

Should I say that we are almost a year or so short relationship but well understood, or should I say that it was so intense a time that we could have deepened our understanding so far?

- I'm sure it's the latter.

It is decided that a year spent exposing everything and bumping into each other is stronger than a decade spent in a thin relationship.

In retrospect of the fifteen years he lived as an adventurer, no one should have been more deeply involved than Garnett.

"Hey, White Wolf's. To be honest... I don't want you to stick your neck in anything dangerous."

Power cages in my hand holding a cup filled with herbal tea.

Garnett leaned down gently, only raising her gaze to gaze at my reaction.

"It doesn't matter what the escort mission is. I know it's an unscrupulous argument. [Repair] I trust the power of my skills more than anyone else. But still, I knew..."

"... thanks, you're so worried. But even if I knew it was dangerous, I had no intention of retreating. I don't think I'd say no if they told me to go to the basement front with my golden fangs."

Garnett looking up to surprise.

I laughed consciously so I could reassure her before Garnett tried to say anything.

"I promised your father. Active enough to meet His Majesty's expectations, be the man you deserve and have him recognized as his official fiancée. That's why I accepted the Knight's Medal. Can you run away with our cuteness?"

Garnet's white cheeks pale and colored.

But Garnett didn't try to break his usual invincible attitude, and he sneered back at me with a blushing cheek.

"... Damn, shaggy. You're the hard one to argue with."

Both the Knight Symphony and the establishment of the new Knights are unknown realms to me.

Naturally, but there is anxiety. As they have sporadically said, the danger will also be great.

But still, it's never just possible to get away with being scared.

The way we got here may have been the product of far more 'top' thoughts than I did, but it was my own will that made me decide to accept it.

Everything, to be the man you deserve to stand next to this girl.