Gustav Balling was a so-called leading blacksmith.
No, if you only say the facts, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're superior.
Anyway, when the man now known as the Demon King arrived on his throne, he was told what would be his symbol, and he even gave him his sword.
If we overlap only the facts and achievements, we are undoubtedly worthy of calling ourselves the best blacksmiths of our time.
But at least Gustav didn't think he was such a big deal.
Of course, I'm confident in my blacksmith skills, or maybe the best of my time.
But Gustav was not yet convinced of himself.
This is not what Gustav is looking for yet.
It may be possible to say, to some extent, that it was extreme... but above all Gustav himself felt that there was no way that the top of it was to this extent.
So, I guess.
After a job, but far from satisfied, and still no difference that it was over, he exhaled... and looked at the boy who came then and opened his eyes.
- When I was an ancestor, I felt intuitive.
This boy must have reached a single top in a different field, so Gustav's instincts understood aggressively.
It doesn't matter if you look like you're about ten.
If the situation is, it is possible that he fell down and begged.
How did you get to me?
The word was surely better than one's own experience of ten thousand.
And yet I didn't, because of my complacency.
The moment I looked him in the eye, I understood.
He is a customer.
Being a guest means you're the one who gets what you want.
Far from the top, if you are a blacksmith, there was no difference there.
I'm sorry to interrupt.
"... no, I'm just finishing a job. No problem, but what the hell are you doing to me?
That's why I treated you in a ruthless manner.
Whether he is the one who has reached one frontier... no, that's why we can't have a half-assed attitude.
Depending on the purpose and attitude, he intended to respond resolutely.
But.
"Um, I'm sorry to be impotent... but I'd like to ask you for one thing in anticipation of your blacksmith arm. This is it..."
That being said, Gustav breathed out a small breath when he saw the boy trying to pull a sword out of his hips.
I thought so, but that was due to a waiver that hit me.
Because at that point it was decided to refuse the boy's request.
Gustav was originally a blacksmith specializing in striking swords.
So whatever the boy's favor was, if that was about sword relations, I would have at least listened to him closely.
I'm not sure if the boy spotted it... but it was also a story of the past.
Because Gustav is not going to strike the sword again at the moment.
That, if I say so, is also why I am so proud to have first-rate arms, but I am pulling into such a periphery, hitting knives, etc.
To put it bluntly, Gustav is no longer confident in striking the sword.
I am confident in my arm as a blacksmith, but I am no longer satisfied with the sword that I have created by waving my arm.
There have been signs of it for a long time.
The sword I gave to the Demon King was not really convinced.
Still, I think this is the best sword I can strike right now... I've managed to keep trying to assume that, but I finally couldn't strike it completely about a year ago.
That was because the faces of the guests when they gave them their swords, they were very satisfied.
I guess being able to hit something that satisfies the customer is, in a way, exhausting the blacksmith's profit.
But Gustav, who was not convinced by it himself, took the liberty of wondering if he could be satisfied to that extent.
Moreover, the customers uttered the same words as if they had aligned their mouths.
Exactly.
I looked at that fullness and said to the feeling I gained by doing the trials, that was Gustav's best sword ever struck.
That's not a compliment, you can tell by the look on its face.
But it's not.
It is not the supreme sword or the like, so if it is meant to be, it must make me more dissatisfied.
Not so… the user's skill has not reached that point.
Gustav's inability to create a satisfactory sword was ultimately due to it.
No matter how uncomfortable you are, all of your customers are convinced and say they are the best.
Then... Then I thought that I might be the one who's wrong.
The truth is that there is no such thing as ahead, and this is the top of the list… I wonder if this level of thing is the best sword.
As proof of that, all of the swords I struck that would be sent back for regular care looked brand new.
It wasn't used, not that.
You can tell by the sword.
While it was used, it was still brand new.
A sword is, after all, a consumable.
If you use it, it will always wear out.
What has not happened is that it was only used to such an extent that it did not wear out.
And all of them were famous, even though they were a thousand.
Only then did Gustav come to the land of the border to escape and stop striking his sword.
… No, no doubt it was an escape.
Before I get discouraged by what I'm not exaggerating to say I've followed all my previous raw.
Before I gave up that I was wrong.
He escaped.
And even now, after a year, that hasn't changed a thing.
That's why no matter what this boy says, no matter what he does, he's certain to say no to this story.
"In the meantime, I want you to take a good look"
"-!?
But the moment I saw it, I breathed.
What the boy pulled out was a boneless sword, like anywhere else.
But at the same time, it's just about appearance.
If you can have some eyesight, you wouldn't be able to say it's like everywhere, etc., even if your mouth is torn.
No... not the other way around.
Gustav, if he noticed, reached for it half unconsciously, with his mouth open.
"... can I touch it and make sure?
"Um, no problem."
The sword thus received was still boneless.
It's like you don't need anything else.
Yes, a sword is to slap and slay an enemy.
Then there should be no need for anything extra.
This is exactly like embodying it - though.
"... this guy is horrible"
After all, Gustav, if he noticed, was leaking those words in the potpourri.
Along with that, I turn my gaze to the boy.
It was like a stare, but the boy shrugged his shoulder as if he knew why he had been told that and seen.
"Oh... is it still?
No, I guess you actually knew.
The boy who spoke so indicated the colour of factual understanding.
Therefore Gustav also asks only what he wants to hear, without explaining the details.
"How long have you not taken care of this?
"Well... at least it hasn't been done since we got it, so it hasn't been done for at least a year."
"... with reason. Really, it's terrible..."
The fullness at the end of Gustav's gaze, groaning, was, however, contrary to the word, and beautiful.
At least, that's what most of the stuff would say.
But Gustav is not saying anything like that in a mean way.
Besides, the boy himself seems to understand well.
There were nevertheless countless small, solid pockets that were almost invisible to the eyes.
Even lighter play with your fingers and the sound changes slightly depending on the location.
To the extent that it doesn't look like it, it's just a little bent inside.
To this extent, it would not be possible for anything to happen to my body that would break.
But if you try this sword, it's in pretty bad shape.
Now you won't be able to give out the original sharpness or anything like that.
This sword is good.
No, I'm not talking about fine, etc.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is at the top.
But that's why this wound is deadly.
If it's crude, there won't be a problem with some cracks, but being top of the list, it must make a considerable difference.
Especially if you can use this sword so far.
Yes, this sword wound is not attached because the sword was not available.
Probably because I was using this sword to the fullest, it came with it.
You can't even strike this sword yourself.
Gustav had loosened his mouth without me knowing.
At the same time, it makes me want to punch myself too stupid to add or subtract.
I'm talking about how unfamiliar I was.
I've never seen anything more than my own sword.
So I should have known my sword wasn't the best, but to the extent that I was told it was the best by those who stood tall and somewhat armed, I was about to mistake it on my own, and I was about to be discouraged.
Yes, you knew they weren't the best again.
Or discouragement is discouragement, but maybe that was something else.
Nobody understood me, nobody caught up to me... nowhere, for not having what I wanted and not being there.
But whatever it was, it was the same thing.
Really, I have enough for a fool.
How much was meant to have figured it all out?
Instead of arrogance, it was just stupid.
But even as I curse myself that way, I still can't hide loose mouth.
The boy seemed to know that he was a blacksmith.
It will be clear that the boy is trying to rely on himself for anticipation of that arm and for understanding the state of this sword and showing it.
It is true that this sword is of the highest order, so even care should require considerable skill.
Instead of hurting him the other way around with his semi-productive arm, he would just end up breaking his own business tools.
The only reason the boy has never been able to take care of himself is because there was no one he could do it even if he wanted to.
So I'm sure the boy should ask himself to fix this... I'm honestly glad he can do that.
Because I'm just getting serious and I don't know if I can be perfect.
But at the same time, I think just a little bit.
This is the case with this sword because the boy is using this, but at the same time, this sword is not extended to the boy.
Again, if you look at this sword, you'll see clearly.
Then... I wonder how many things can be done to a boy who can use such a sword if he can strike his best sword now.
That's what I thought.
Seeing this sword and the boy, Gustav has noticed one thing.
That means I've never really been out of power before.
Gustav is a blacksmith.
Therefore Gustav's sword is all about him.
Gustav was, indeed, wrong.
For them, Gustav's sword was undoubtedly the best.
Except for that and what Gustav is aiming for: the best sword, and only that Gustav, who mislooked there, was an idiot.
But when he realized it, Gustav was convinced.
If I could strike a sword for this boy, I'm sure that would be the greatest masterpiece I've ever seen.
Nevertheless, it is Gustav's own convenience.
There's no way I can tell you, such as let me strike a sword for you.
Still...
"... so? Is this the fix you want?
"Hmm. I've seen all kinds of blacksmiths before, because you're the only one who seems to be able to do that. I'd be glad to ask..."
I'm glad you said that, too, but it's not nice to snort there in a hurry.
There is not a single thing that can be seen as cheap, even if it is said to be a waste of self-esteem.
So Gustav let the word snort heavily, when he put it away in a meaningless way.
"If that's a request, I don't mind. As you can see, it's such a borderline city. There's no reason to dare refuse a request brought around the corner."
That, strictly speaking, was a lie.
It's true that this is a periphery, but sometimes it's the Elf Forest that's nearby, and it's also the furthest from the war.
Sometimes people of considerable value are drawn or hidden, and it is not uncommon for people to come to places like this to make requests to first-class craftsmen.
Gustav is allowed to live here, or it actually has something to do with that...... in short, for another futile look.
Apparently, the boy didn't, although it is something that would easily be dispersed if the other person knew such circumstances.
Gustav was also relieved to see how relieved he was.
"Is that so… it helps"
"And so is that."
Nodding in vain again...... watching the boy as he does so, slightly narrowing his eyes.
Once again, it is obvious from a closer look, but this boy has still come to one frontier that he and others have never been able to reach.
Besides, it must be with the arm of a sword.
If you think about the atmosphere you had earlier when you had the sword, or when you had the sword in front of you, you can't go wrong.
I really think from the bottom of my heart that it's a shame you can't strike a sword at someone like that.
But.
"... by the way, things are for consultation..."
Then the boy opened his mouth and threw a word that Gustav did not anticipate.
Gustav Balling was a so-called leading blacksmith.
No, if you only say the facts, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're superior.
Anyway, when the man now known as the Demon King arrived on his throne, he was told what would be his symbol, and he even gave him his sword.
If we overlap only the facts and achievements, we are undoubtedly worthy of calling ourselves the best blacksmiths of our time.
But at least Gustav didn't think he was such a big deal.
Of course, I'm confident in my blacksmith skills, or maybe the best of my time.
But Gustav was not yet convinced of himself.
This is not what Gustav is looking for yet.
It may be possible to say, to some extent, that it was extreme... but above all Gustav himself felt that there was no way that the top of it was to this extent.
So, I guess.
After a job, but far from satisfied, and still no difference that it was over, he exhaled... and looked at the boy who came then and opened his eyes.
- When I was an ancestor, I felt intuitive.
This boy must have reached a single top in a different field, so Gustav's instincts understood aggressively.
It doesn't matter if you look like you're about ten.
If the situation is, it is possible that he fell down and begged.
How did you get to me?
The word was surely better than one's own experience of ten thousand.
And yet I didn't, because of my complacency.
The moment I looked him in the eye, I understood.
He is a customer.
Being a guest means you're the one who gets what you want.
Far from the top, if you are a blacksmith, there was no difference there.
I'm sorry to interrupt.
"... no, I'm just finishing a job. No problem, but what the hell are you doing to me?
That's why I treated you in a ruthless manner.
Whether he is the one who has reached one frontier... no, that's why we can't have a half-assed attitude.
Depending on the purpose and attitude, he intended to respond resolutely.
But.
"Um, I'm sorry to be impotent... but I'd like to ask you for one thing in anticipation of your blacksmith arm. This is it..."
That being said, Gustav breathed out a small breath when he saw the boy trying to pull a sword out of his hips.
I thought so, but that was due to a waiver that hit me.
Because at that point it was decided to refuse the boy's request.
Gustav was originally a blacksmith specializing in striking swords.
So whatever the boy's favor was, if that was about sword relations, I would have at least listened to him closely.
I'm not sure if the boy spotted it... but it was also a story of the past.
Because Gustav is not going to strike the sword again at the moment.
That, if I say so, is also why I am so proud to have first-rate arms, but I am pulling into such a periphery, hitting knives, etc.
To put it bluntly, Gustav is no longer confident in striking the sword.
I am confident in my arm as a blacksmith, but I am no longer satisfied with the sword that I have created by waving my arm.
There have been signs of it for a long time.
The sword I gave to the Demon King was not really convinced.
Still, I think this is the best sword I can strike right now... I've managed to keep trying to assume that, but I finally couldn't strike it completely about a year ago.
That was because the faces of the guests when they gave them their swords, they were very satisfied.
I guess being able to hit something that satisfies the customer is, in a way, exhausting the blacksmith's profit.
But Gustav, who was not convinced by it himself, took the liberty of wondering if he could be satisfied to that extent.
Moreover, the customers uttered the same words as if they had aligned their mouths.
Exactly.
I looked at that fullness and said to the feeling I gained by doing the trials, that was Gustav's best sword ever struck.
That's not a compliment, you can tell by the look on its face.
But it's not.
It is not the supreme sword or the like, so if it is meant to be, it must make me more dissatisfied.
Not so… the user's skill has not reached that point.
Gustav's inability to create a satisfactory sword was ultimately due to it.
No matter how uncomfortable you are, all of your customers are convinced and say they are the best.
Then... Then I thought that I might be the one who's wrong.
The truth is that there is no such thing as ahead, and this is the top of the list… I wonder if this level of thing is the best sword.
As proof of that, all of the swords I struck that would be sent back for regular care looked brand new.
It wasn't used, not that.
You can tell by the sword.
While it was used, it was still brand new.
A sword is, after all, a consumable.
If you use it, it will always wear out.
What has not happened is that it was only used to such an extent that it did not wear out.
And all of them were famous, even though they were a thousand.
Only then did Gustav come to the land of the border to escape and stop striking his sword.
… No, no doubt it was an escape.
Before I get discouraged by what I'm not exaggerating to say I've followed all my previous raw.
Before I gave up that I was wrong.
He escaped.
And even now, after a year, that hasn't changed a thing.
That's why no matter what this boy says, no matter what he does, he's certain to say no to this story.
"In the meantime, I want you to take a good look"
"-!?
But the moment I saw it, I breathed.
What the boy pulled out was a boneless sword, like anywhere else.
But at the same time, it's just about appearance.
If you can have some eyesight, you wouldn't be able to say it's like everywhere, etc., even if your mouth is torn.
No... not the other way around.
Gustav, if he noticed, reached for it half unconsciously, with his mouth open.
"... can I touch it and make sure?
"Um, no problem."
The sword thus received was still boneless.
It's like you don't need anything else.
Yes, a sword is to slap and slay an enemy.
Then there should be no need for anything extra.
This is exactly like embodying it - though.
"... this guy is horrible"
After all, Gustav, if he noticed, was leaking those words in the potpourri.
Along with that, I turn my gaze to the boy.
It was like a stare, but the boy shrugged his shoulder as if he knew why he had been told that and seen.
"Oh... is it still?
No, I guess you actually knew.
The boy who spoke so indicated the colour of factual understanding.
Therefore Gustav also asks only what he wants to hear, without explaining the details.
"How long have you not taken care of this?
"Well... at least it hasn't been done since we got it, so it hasn't been done for at least a year."
"... with reason. Really, it's terrible..."
The fullness at the end of Gustav's gaze, groaning, was, however, contrary to the word, and beautiful.
At least, that's what most of the stuff would say.
But Gustav is not saying anything like that in a mean way.
Besides, the boy himself seems to understand well.
There were nevertheless countless small, solid pockets that were almost invisible to the eyes.
Even lighter play with your fingers and the sound changes slightly depending on the location.
To the extent that it doesn't look like it, it's just a little bent inside.
To this extent, it would not be possible for anything to happen to my body that would break.
But if you try this sword, it's in pretty bad shape.
Now you won't be able to give out the original sharpness or anything like that.
This sword is good.
No, I'm not talking about fine, etc.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is at the top.
But that's why this wound is deadly.
If it's crude, there won't be a problem with some cracks, but being top of the list, it must make a considerable difference.
Especially if you can use this sword so far.
Yes, this sword wound is not attached because the sword was not available.
Probably because I was using this sword to the fullest, it came with it.
You can't even strike this sword yourself.
Gustav had loosened his mouth without me knowing.
At the same time, it makes me want to punch myself too stupid to add or subtract.
I'm talking about how unfamiliar I was.
I've never seen anything more than my own sword.
So I should have known my sword wasn't the best, but to the extent that I was told it was the best by those who stood tall and somewhat armed, I was about to mistake it on my own, and I was about to be discouraged.
Yes, you knew they weren't the best again.
Or discouragement is discouragement, but maybe that was something else.
Nobody understood me, nobody caught up to me... nowhere, for not having what I wanted and not being there.
But whatever it was, it was the same thing.
Really, I have enough for a fool.
How much was meant to have figured it all out?
Instead of arrogance, it was just stupid.
But even as I curse myself that way, I still can't hide loose mouth.
The boy seemed to know that he was a blacksmith.
It will be clear that the boy is trying to rely on himself for anticipation of that arm and for understanding the state of this sword and showing it.
It is true that this sword is of the highest order, so even care should require considerable skill.
Instead of hurting him the other way around with his semi-productive arm, he would just end up breaking his own business tools.
The only reason the boy has never been able to take care of himself is because there was no one he could do it even if he wanted to.
So I'm sure the boy should ask himself to fix this... I'm honestly glad he can do that.
Because I'm just getting serious and I don't know if I can be perfect.
But at the same time, I think just a little bit.
This is the case with this sword because the boy is using this, but at the same time, this sword is not extended to the boy.
Again, if you look at this sword, you'll see clearly.
Then... I wonder how many things can be done to a boy who can use such a sword if he can strike his best sword now.
That's what I thought.
Seeing this sword and the boy, Gustav has noticed one thing.
That means I've never really been out of power before.
Gustav is a blacksmith.
Therefore Gustav's sword is all about him.
Gustav was, indeed, wrong.
For them, Gustav's sword was undoubtedly the best.
Except for that and what Gustav is aiming for: the best sword, and only that Gustav, who mislooked there, was an idiot.
But when he realized it, Gustav was convinced.
If I could strike a sword for this boy, I'm sure that would be the greatest masterpiece I've ever seen.
Nevertheless, it is Gustav's own convenience.
There's no way I can tell you, such as let me strike a sword for you.
Still...
"... so? Is this the fix you want?
"Hmm. I've seen all kinds of blacksmiths before, because you're the only one who seems to be able to do that. I'd be glad to ask..."
I'm glad you said that, too, but it's not nice to snort there in a hurry.
There is not a single thing that can be seen as cheap, even if it is said to be a waste of self-esteem.
So Gustav let the word snort heavily, when he put it away in a meaningless way.
"If that's a request, I don't mind. As you can see, it's such a borderline city. There's no reason to dare refuse a request brought around the corner."
That, strictly speaking, was a lie.
It's true that this is a periphery, but sometimes it's the Elf Forest that's nearby, and it's also the furthest from the war.
Sometimes people of considerable value are drawn or hidden, and it is not uncommon for people to come to places like this to make requests to first-class craftsmen.
Gustav is allowed to live here, or it actually has something to do with that...... in short, for another futile look.
Apparently, the boy didn't, although it is something that would easily be dispersed if the other person knew such circumstances.
Gustav was also relieved to see how relieved he was.
"Is that so… it helps"
"And so is that."
Nodding in vain again...... watching the boy as he does so, slightly narrowing his eyes.
Once again, it is obvious from a closer look, but this boy has still come to one frontier that he and others have never been able to reach.
Besides, it must be with the arm of a sword.
If you think about the atmosphere you had earlier when you had the sword, or when you had the sword in front of you, you can't go wrong.
I really think from the bottom of my heart that it's a shame you can't strike a sword at someone like that.
But.
"... by the way, things are for consultation..."
Then the boy opened his mouth and threw a word that Gustav did not anticipate.
