The Swordsman Called the Countless Swords Sorcerer

Aldis left the inn after flattening the bitter sandwich so as to counteract the whole taste of the chicken. The aim is a blacksmith.

Aldis intended to visit the blacksmiths of the royal city in the morning to replace the short sword that broke off in the fight against Red Eat. Cesare, an information store that happened to appear there. Fortunately, in exchange for a small amount of information, he was taught a skilled blacksmith, and he is currently heading.

The artisan town where the blacksmiths lined the eaves was far from the main street. The sound of striking metal echoes from here and there, filled with the smell of burnt iron. From each chimney, white or black smoke rises, and sometimes it seems that some buildings emit strange pink or blue smoke.

"Here?"

Aldis stops at one of them, in front of a one-story flat from the outside. According to the information I bought from Cesare, "a blacksmith who does a good job with a certain price" should have been here.

I knocked on the door with no sign or nameplate and waited for a while, but there was no response at all. Aldis reluctantly opens the door and walks in.

No one is in the room, just one step away. This room may be both a rest area and a reception space. A square table is set in the center, and shelves along the wall display weapons that would have been shot by blacksmiths. Neither gorgeous nor clean, it was well organized and calm.

The room is uninhabited, but there is also a door on the wall opposite the entrance, and you can hear the sound of regularly striking metal from behind.

"Someone isn't there!"

Aldis raises his voice to keep up with the metal sounds.

Eventually, a young man appeared, opening the back door. He is a slender young man who is taller than Aldis, but his arms, except his sleeves, are wrapped in tight muscles.

"Did you call me?"

"I came to work"

Aldis tells her as swiftly as she can to the unfriendly young man.

"I want you to hit about three swords instead of them."

While saying, he puts his broad sword on his waist and a short sword for sword magic on the table.

"It's terrible."

While muttering with a bosori, the young man looked at the lined swords. In the meantime, the sound of hitting metal is heard from the back without interruption. Perhaps the Lord here is working in the back.

The young man is probably in his mid-twenties. Is he just a disciple? The young man, who had been watching the state of the sword for a while, sighed shortly and told Aldis to throw him.

"Go home"

"I should have said that I came to work?"

Aldis raises his eyebrows.

"So you're telling me to go home. I'm not going to get your job."

"Why?"

Heavy iron: "I don't want to get the job of a guy who treats swords in such a violent manner. Either it's groomed, it's groomed, or you've used it so unkindly. One is completely broken.

Responsibility A young man turns on Aldis while pointing at a tattered short sword.

Of course, Aldis had his case. Crude I haven't lost any care every day, and I don't remember handling it. The three great devils, but despite how strong heavy iron swords were, they played against the opponent three times in a row. Even if it breaks, it is force majeure.

"I can't talk about you. Bring me here the master."

Annoyance: "I don't even need to give my boss a half-serving like you do.

A young man who treats Aldis as an immature person because of his appearance. And Aldis tells him to talk directly to his master. After two minutes of interrogation, which did not yield to each other, the back door opened and a good-looking elderly man appeared.

"Horst! How long have you been selling oil? Come back quickly!"

"Oh my master!"

Short hair with gray hair and brown eyes. The voice and the sharp eyes that never seemed to be age were exactly the title of a skilled craftsman. The toned body and the scars that can be seen here and there tell the age of the man dedicated to blacksmithing. This man, which the young man calls the master, is probably the main here.

"No, this kid is coming down forever."

"A customer?"

"No, I didn't handle the sword at all, so I refused ..."

Listening to the youth, a man called the master looks at the sword placed on the table.

"HM……"

"That's terrible. The heavy iron sword is treated like this."

The master silently grabbed the sword. After a brief inspection, he asks Aldis.

"Is this all used by you?"

"Oh"

"Hmm, yes ..."

The master, who had watched Aldis for a while, picked up a sword from one of the shelves and handed it.

"Shake it and show it."

After receiving the sword, Aldis silently pretends to be what the master says.

"Hmmm ... then cut it out as it is."

The boss picked up the cleaning cloth on the table and threw it at Aldis while saying.

Aldis cuts a cloth in the air as if to stroke while gently pouring magic into the blade. The two pieces of towels fell on the floor with a bang.

"Huh ..."

After checking the cut edge of the picked-up cloth, the master screams.

"Huh? Lie !?"

The young man and the young man looked up and showed surprises. It is a trick that only a first-rate swordsman can do, such as cutting off a cloth floating in the air.

"I'm good at youthfulness, but I'm as good as you, but what about this zama?"

The master looks at the broken short sword on the table.

"I guess the opponent was bad"

"What kind of partner?"

"'Suzu leaning', 'four blades' and 'red eating'. Especially the red eating is hard. One of them broke in the end."

"What about 'red eating'?"

"Eh !?"

The master and the young man together make a surprise voice.

"Well, no way ... Are you the one of the rumored killers in the capital now ?!"

A young man points to Aldis incredibly.

"I see. Indeed, did the three great devils withstand heavy iron swords ..."

On the other hand, the master was a convinced expression.

"It's good. It's unlikely you'll be able to swing your sword with your arm. So is it possible to hit two short swords?"

"Two short swords, but at this time I want to play a broad sword. Three in total."

“What about the material?

Even heavy iron is bad if your opponent is bad. Now I don't want Aldis for iron or steel weapons.

"The base is heavy iron, but I got something a bit interesting. I want you to use it."

What Aldis took out of the bag was a leather bag. Opening his mouth, it contained a glittering, shiny powdery substance.

"Well, it is ..."

This time, the master spelled out.

"Show me well!"

When you grab the leather bag like a snatch, pinch the powder inside and hold it over the light.

Seven-colored powder "Ho, real or real?"

The master shakes his voice.

Among the many gold and silver gems, there is a gem called "Resia". The hardest, most beautiful, and very melding with magical power, the resia has long been known as a gem among gems.

However, its refining technology has long been lost since ancient times, and now there are no high-purity crystals except for rare stones excavated from archeological sites. For this reason, refined stones made of recia and armor ornaments made of recia are valuable enough to be unpriced. Even unrefined ore is traded for nearly ten times the amount of gold.

Seven-colored powder is obtained by crushing purified resia into powder. With the current technology, refined stones cannot be crushed or cut, so it was a rare material that could not be created again.

"I had the opportunity to get it, so I decided to use it with a new sword."

Aldis says this too much.

Seven-colored powder can dramatically improve the performance of armor production. It may be coated on the surface or may be mixed with heavy iron serving as a base. When used on a sword, it increases sharpness, and when used on armor, it can repel several hits.

In the modern age where resia can't be refined or processed, using seven-colored powder to make weapons was a great honor for smiths, and at the same time it was a job that left the craftsman's soul.

"Are you sure you want to use it? If you sell it, you will get a ridiculous price?"

The parent checks with caution.

Aldis doesn't know how much it will sell if sold. Kasumi Surely, the prize money of the three great devils will be large enough.

However, for Aldis, a sword that was strong and durable and sharp was more valuable than gold coins, which are many other means of earning. In any case, this is a find I found during the defeat of Red Eating. Aldis unearthed a quibble quib when Ted and his colleagues asked if they could be used to make a replacement for a short sword that had been eaten red.

"I don't care. Use it all."

"That's a nice thing to say. But ... but it's hard to say ... It would cost a lot of money to hit it with seven-colored powder."

"How much does it cost?"

"That's right ..... mmm .... At least one hundred coins per piece. Three pieces need three hundred pieces. If you can put the magic at the time of hitting, you need to secure a magician for a long time."

"Okay, let's get 600 gold coins. I can put in my own magic. It's more useful than a magician there."

"I see, there are three great devil prizes. If you give out 600 copies, there is no complaint."

"It's decided. How long will it take?"

"Three months ... no, four months"

"It's good. Please call out when you can put magic. When you are in the royal capital, I stay at a hotel called" Seseragi-tei "in the red light district."

"Um, leave it to me ..... the day the eagle hits the sword with the seven-colored powder will come."

He thought that he had begun to think, and suddenly the master shook his face.

"Huffy, the craftsman's blood is flowing! In the name of Schmeltz, I'm sure we will create a sword that will remain in the future!"

Next to his master who showed no enthusiasm, he was stunned by the size of the story.

"Ro, six hundred ... six hundred gold coins ..."

Muttering "600 pieces of gold coins" many times, far beyond imagination.