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

Travis exhaled deeply after Dustin walked out of the talking room.

"Phew...... Damn, my liver is cold. I wondered what I'd do if it started."

"I'm sorry. But I'm not complacent enough to think I can survive fighting him on a boulder."

All I hear is, "I was going to reward you with one arrow in exchange for your life."

"I'm telling you we weren't going to kill each other?

No matter how much, you can't give up your life in that stream.

They fought and killed me for that reason, how dare you just imagine how it would react when everyone listened to you, losing your mind to risk your life for nothing, etc.

The particular problem is Garnett.

Probably the worst level in history as to how they kill escort targets.

I'm too sorry to die, but I can't.

But if Dustin hadn't withdrawn his disdain for Garnett and shown him an attitude of buying as much if he were in a fight - I don't know what would have happened then.

"But honestly, don't wrap your tongue around the readiness of the Demon King's Army"

"Oh. I've been thinking about when I lost before I fought, and I've been setting a double trap."

After the victory of the human side in the offensive battle over the position, the Demon King's Army has obstructed the human side with two measures.

Evidence obliterated by mine bombings and Dwarf massacres.

Dustin was talking earlier, sabotage by Mad Golem.

Both are operations that cannot be prepared in time after defeat has been decided.

Operational readiness should have been pre-battle or simultaneous with battle.

"Hey, Luke. I don't agree with Dustin's ramblings, but maybe we should raise the alert level."

"I know. If I didn't have an extra word, I'd normally be convinced."

We're done talking about everything we need to talk about, so we'll follow Dustin in the talking room.

I head to the dining room space to rendezvous with everyone, and Travis heads to the front door to leave the inn.

Shortly afterwards, a loud voice of Travis sounded at the front door.

"Wow!

"Hey, what!?

Although I rushed to near the front door in a hurry, nothing more unusual happened.

It was the Oriental girl with the familiar face, not Travis, who showed up at the entrance, which had become completely quiet.

"Oh, Lord Luke. It's an odd encounter."

"Sakura, didn't you hear the big man screaming at the front door earlier?

"I was wondering if that would be me. I almost accidentally bumped into him when I was wrong, but for some reason I was shouted and surprised..."

If I opened the lid, it was a very unrelenting cause.

I feel like I've lost money worrying about you even for a moment.

"Don't worry about it. He doesn't like women. There's no other reason."

"What, was that the situation? Convinced."

"And you...... you're oddly worn out today. Did you come here on a difficult request?

Seriously observe Sakura's outfit from head to toe.

There are burning marks on the ends of clothing and light armor.

My forehead was also sticking to my forehead with sweat, and I could see that I was exercising intensely until just now.

"Oh, no, this is it. I was working out until earlier. Because I deplored my lack of strength in previous battles. In the first place, the training of martial arts is my primary purpose."

"I see. Don't let the sperm come out late"

"I'm so tired of boulders, I'm going to give it a rest early today"

Sakura said so and gave a small thank you, trying to pass beside me.

- The wind made my hair flutter and numb, and I mixed it with sweat and smelled the (...) scorch (...) of meat (...).

What kind of training has Sakura been doing?

"... Sakura. If your gear or body is damaged, I'll [repair] it. Say it anytime."

"Yes, thank you"

Dropping off Sakura returning to her room with a smile and then taking her to the dining room space at the Spring Young Leaf Pavilion.

I should have kept everyone waiting here, but I didn't see Garnett anywhere, and I could only find how Noir and Erica were talking at the same table.

That's a rare combination - I just casually thought of it, and I remember having a situation like this before.

At that time it was a combination of noir and sakura, and the next day the idea of a new product called Miniature Scroll that mimicked the Eastern spell popped up.

I wonder what you're talking about this time, and I'll stop by and see how it goes.

"... Ah, the manager. Have you finished your errands yet?

Erica notices this way first and talks to me as I sit in my seat.

"Oh. By the way, what are you doing?

"He taught me how to handle rare herbs."

Erica has been delighted to see a note with a surprising amount of difficult jargon.

I'm sorry, but I can't even imagine what my amount of knowledge describes.

"Is Noir teaching Erica? Erica was definitely a better pharmacist."

"But I knew I had a different career. Experience and knowledge are out of step."

Was it embarrassing to be praised head-on, Noir glanced down reluctantly.

And as it is, I begin to explain to you to whine about your two skills.

"The black magic... of herbs and poisonous plants, the formula... is within range. Of course, pharmacists are more expert, but... in areas that do harm to others... then you can't beat them..."

"That's not all Mr. Noir is. I am also familiar with plants that become medicines. I learned so much."

"Well, that's... my sister, the White Wizard, so... teach each other... so..."

Noir's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

I'm not used to being directed pure respect and praise, and I guess I can't stand confusion and shame.

I know how you feel painfully well.

I've been similarly eyed by Sylvia and Sakura, and I can't wait to see it.

"(Still, you're my sister...)"

Something like a conscience felt painful in the back of my chest.

"(I guess I'll have to tell Noir about the possibility that Blanc got into the Demon King's Army. But... I don't know what I'm going to tell you on this occasion... but I think I can draw attention to the boulders)"

While Noir is bewildered by the tribute from Erica, he does seem to be feeling a definite joy.

If I told you about Bran right now, I'm sure this clumsy smile would shatter and scatter without a trace.

I don't need to tell you anything on this occasion, it should be before or after work tomorrow - I told myself that and convinced myself that Garnett appeared sneaky from behind the inn.

"Oh, you were back. Looks like you're done with the two-spear thing."

"Oh. Shall we just go home? I'll talk to you later."

To Garnett, an escort seconded by the Knights, we must reveal everything.

But now on the contrary, that would have been appreciated.

Because it's really hard to get people to talk about topics that you can't hesitate to tell.