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

Some time has passed since the meeting with Ayr of the Northern Tree Sea Union.

We will still have unusual business hours today and turn the afternoon meal breaks in order without any trouble.

Along the way, just when me and Leila were packing on the counter, obviously a different atmosphere of guests arrived than the adventurers.

Standing and behaving is obviously the knight's, but it's a face I've never seen in silver wings or golden fangs.

Is he a little older than me?

It's roughly Leila's parent generation impression.

Not everyone has the most face-to-face knowledge, so it may be an additional personnel newly arrived from other lands.

With that in mind, knightly visitors moved straight to front of Leila.

"Welcome -"

"Long time no see, Leila"

"- Uncle Bartholomew......!

Leila's expression is strong and I call her uncle about the visitor.

That alone could have guessed the approximate circumstances.

In other words, this knight is one of the same Heindman family members that make up the Kingsguard Knights of Dragon Kings, Leila.

"Is this what you wanted to do until you refused to return? Though it doesn't take the form of a return order beyond not being a knight, I'd like you to be a little more aware."

"Wow, to me! I have thoughts I can't give away! Speaking of uncles, you shouldn't have the authority to order me not to be a knight!

Somehow the atmosphere rapidly becomes disturbing.

I immediately take a seat and stare over the counter - only Leila is aggressive - but I broke in between the two of them.

"What can I do for our employees? As far as I can tell, you seem to be related, but if the time passes, you will wish to leave the store."

"... Luke Store Manager..."

"Excuse me for this. Are you Luke from the White Wolf Forest? [M] I beg your pardon for being rude."

The knight by the name of Bartholomew changed his attitude so lightly that when he realized that the manager (me) was present on the occasion, he clapped out.

Is that because your attitude toward Leila is inside you?

When I tried to keep responding on behalf of Layla, who looked relieved, Bartholomew turned to me and cut an issue that seemed to be the real deal, just as he intended to, too.

"Wonder, Bartholomew Robert Heindman, I asked for your help in carrying this letter. I don't know the contents either, but there are important cases that differ. I want you to make sure it doesn't go into the eyes of outsiders."

Bartholomew handed me the letter and left the store with a light heel back.

"... I'm sorry, store manager. My insides bothered you. Uncle Bartholomew, you know, a little..."

"It's nothing. It's not uncommon to have guys who don't fit horses."

I really didn't feel the wavelength was right with Bartholomew, but such an opponent would naturally have one or two if he had a relationship with a lot of people.

Even when we were in the main business with adventurers, we couldn't just act together with our easy-to-date peers, and we often worked together administratively, maintaining a moderate sense of distance from each other.

Until then, if you call it an unpleasant ambition, but such a split is also important in times and in some cases.

"Well, he said it was an important letter -"

Drop your gaze on the letter you receive from Bartholomew.

The next moment, I accidentally lost my breath and words.

An emblem inspired by a double-headed dragon.

There is only one presence on earth that is allowed to use this.

"- From the royal palace!?

In conclusion, the content of the letter was a subpoena from His Majesty King Alfred.

No specific reasons are given for fear of information leakage, only the location and date and time and the restrictions of the accompanying person.

"Tribrook City residence...... that's the closest city to Greenhollow. Can His Majesty come there, too?"

"It must be part of the patrol. Not long after the size of the country, we're just trying to strengthen stability around the world."

The letter was opened after the close of business, and Garnett was the only one present.

Now the two of us were caged in my bedroom and had an exchange of views on the contents of the letter.

"When I first saw it, it was a camp right down the mountain. You were supposed to be close to Tribrook, but you didn't stay at your mansion then"

"It's because of the scale. I guess it was over Tribrook's tolerances because it was the big zone with the golden fangs."

"I mean, it's smaller than that this time... either way, it doesn't change the nervousness."

I've seen it twice before, but there's still no sign of getting used to it.

The highest class adventurer twenty years ago by making the continent an almost united king - and the source of admiration that made me a reason to aspire to the adventurer.

Will there exist in this world, such as a guy who is not all this nervous?

"... that's right, I guess the reason for the call is about the Knights Symphony and the New Knights"

Even though it was a while ago, I could tell that my heart was hurting.

A series of mayhem in which the Silver Wing Knights and the Golden Tooth Knights embraced each other's rivalries edged on their attempts to take me in as part of a struggle for power.

Almost simultaneously, His Majesty, who was informed by both sides that he would recommend me to the Knights, replied that the decision on the admissibility of the Knights' Symphony would be sent ahead to the end of the Demon King's War in order to avoid a heightened confrontation between the Knights.

But then soon the Demon King War will be over.

As a result of my continued desperate ascension, the Royal Palace also gave me an achievement that I thought deserved a Knight's Medal (...) and (...) left (...) eh (...) (...).

It is happily decided to be appreciated.

Even the Knight Symphony, it wasn't disgusting in itself, it was the most genuine thing I wanted to avoid because it was too much for me.

But the story grew bigger and bigger, driven by the deep-rooted issue of the Knights' struggle for power.

The first thing I lifted was the plan to let the Knights of the Dragon King, at the apex of all the Knights, pick me up and convince me to give up my silver wings and golden fangs.

However, the Knights of the Dragon King had a policy of joining only those in kinship and marital relationships.

Leila, an unmarried man of her age, was sent as a fiancée candidate on the condition that 'if mutual consent had been reached', but neither me nor Leila felt that way at all, and with Leila falling in love with my friend Travis, this plan went bankrupt.

And the other plan was to set up the thirteenth new knighthood and put me at the head of that knighthood.

It's a hell of a story to be a Knight Commander, even though you can only afford a Knight's Medal.

Naturally, I was going to convey my rejection.

"... what the heck. You got something on my face?

"No, nothing. I was just watching."

He was unconsciously gazing at Garnett, and he looked suspicious.

- To pursue his mother's revenge, to hide his gender and join the Silver Wings Knights, Garnett was carrying the condition for his father to engage a man of satisfactory status.

Now that I think about it, I guess both Garnett and I would have been attracted to each other by then.

When I found out Garnett was going to a noble night club to pick out his fiancée, I rushed to the King's Capital without being there or standing, and preached my father by declaring that I would accept to be captain of the new Knights.

In the wake of this, the Royal Palace also secretly proceeded with various preparations for the establishment of the new Knights - perhaps with the aim of finally completing them.

There is no such thing as regret.

Instead, this is the real thing to prove that you are the man Garnett deserves.

But still, there was no stopping anxiety from spreading.

"... according to this letter, I can borrow one knight from some knighthood to accompany me. Garnett, will you come with me?

"Am I right? You've decided to go. I don't think you've even thought about asking me out."

Garnett has been putting on weight with his arms around his neck from behind me.

Softness and warmth were conveyed through the bare skin in contact, with the feeling of anxiety dissolving in the chest.

- Yeah, I'm sure it's okay. If you have this guy, you can do it.

With such certainty, I carefully folded the subpoena back into the letter before reaching over my shoulder for Garnett.