My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero's

Choose. Make it a decorative sword, or use it in battle even if it's not easy to use.

That's what I said to Jeel, who came down with his broken sword in his arms.

I am not a wizard, but a blacksmith. Sometimes, an idiot asked me to restore the two broken swords to the actual battle, but no matter how attached I was, all I could do was hit back or just stick to another object.

Once you melt everything down and hit it back again, you'll be able to make something very similar, but it will be the sword I hit. Most people would think that that makes no sense.

No matter how much you take care of it, anyone who fights knows that swords are consumables if they're used in real battles.

Other humans said nothing and threw it back at him without emotion, but the opponent's feelings shifted suddenly. Moreover, it seems that the broken sword was the image of my former friend Saran. I couldn't be as merciless as I wanted to be.

I sighed heavily at Jiel Fong, who shut up without an answer.

“Okay, if you don't think for days, come back to me.”

I checked that Jielbo nodded and went back to the room that day.

And I decided to give Jeel Fong another option after a few days of thinking about it and not giving an answer.

"Follow me."

The airborne was completed, and I left the preparation and loading of the necessary things to the brave young men, and I took Jeale Fong to a certain room in a building I knew of on my own. We will probably leave today or tomorrow.

When you look closely at the corner room, there is a blank space on the wall for each small room. By pushing the non-retrievable books on the bookshelf in the room into the back, the bookshelf moves sideways and a concealed door appears. It's a common trick.

"What is this place...?"

She was surprised by the sudden appearance of the room, and saw Jiel Fang step back half a step, and turned on the light in the hidden room with her hand.

Originally used as a safe house for our previous heroic party, this building was remodeled by my mother who lived there sometime, but has not been touched by any really important places. I don't want to admit it, but I think that's a good idea.

I had to go through the concealed door of the empty room to get in. This room was in the same state as it was at that time, and there was dust.

By pressing the button of the nearby device, the dust disappears in an instant, and swords, swords, bows, and canes appear ready for use.

"This is the Armory of the Previous Valor Party." Everything I did was for me and them. And this room was built by the heroes of the previous generation just in case there was an attack, and for the juniors who might fight the demon king in the future. "

I stroked the sheath of a defensive dagger nearby. I remember all the weapons in this room.

Aoi Miyako, who was one of the princesses of the Daiwa nation, was armed with a one-bladed sword specializing in cutting like the one used by Akira and Kyowske today. That's why I made a blade that is fast and vibrating, capable of slashing no matter how hard the enemy.

For Luke Lapis Lazuli, who was the Elf's greatest archer at the time, I made ten arrows that would automatically return to the quiver after penetrating the enemy. Of course, even if it was broken, it could be fixed by consuming a little magic power.

My childhood friend, Ritter Ganador, had already received the Holy Sword, so he made a dagger to replace a fatal wound once.

I can master any weapon. That's why I made all the weapons that exist in the world. Not just swords and daggers, but even minor weapons like fans, axes, and Morningstar.

It's a pity that more than half of them are decaying without being touched by their original handles in this room.

"If they had the weapons in this room, they would have survived." But that just didn't happen, and I'm the only one who's alive. Honestly, I'm sorry. "

When I said that with a smile of mockery, I saw Jeel Fong moving his mouth. I don't know what you tried to say, but it disappeared without a sound.

"You should live. No matter who dies in the Demon Realm from here on out, it's not strange." That's why I want you to live. That is my wish. This time, I don't want to make a mistake. "

I couldn't be with my sister in a crisis. He sacrificed a lot of disciples, including Jill's mother. I used a young man named Akira to avenge my sister. Even the feelings of the real mother could not be known without the intervention of a third party. I didn't even know my friend was dead, even though I had the information. Besides, I feel like I'm just failing and regretting.

Looks like Jill lost her will to fight after her sword broke. If it hadn't been for Akira, or Kyowski Asahina, even my disciple would not have been in this world by now.

I have always failed in my long life. Enough of this.