Chapter 412: Lack of the Brave 1
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After breakfast, it will be about what to do between the arrival of the Gauntlet group & Apple who don't know if it will be today or tomorrow, and Jeanne says she's free today, so let's do a blacksmith job together, too.
Well, it's not like I'm on a special day, and Selene, who can't move around much, also buys me to take care of Peter, so he's out of hand except for his boob time.
"I've been feeding you breastfeeding lately. The aunts and the baron's wife who come to the cooking number say we eat, we eat."
"Is that so many things?
"If it was Celesta, I would have thought it would be a lot of things like an Auga recipe or a Beastman recipe, but even a town full of humans would have a width. Oh, no, I'll bring you some cherry blossom kids."
"... Christie?
"Damn it, Christie's not a kid. If I were you, I'd have a stepson."
"No, you're not."
In the case of female slaves with children, whether or not that would mean stepson, still aside.
"So, does Mr. Smythson want to hang out with a blacksmith today?"
"No, I don't know... I haven't decided what to make."
Returns a bitter laugh at Naia's confirmation.
It's not about training to make anything. Sometimes you don't have to hit the iron to get a bad idea of your job, so it's like hands-on learning to prevent it.
"That's right. I'll make you something."
"Hmm?"
"No, I had my armor made before..."
"You don't get to wear armor here. If you're in a mess with something that suddenly comes, Maia, Sister Lyla, or the Hundred Chiefs will take it."
"Well, I guess so...... I am"
"If you're good at hair decorations, brooches, or ornaments, you're good at Andy."
"Because those gorgeous things, they don't look good."
"It doesn't matter, you make it look good. Andy, don't be silly."
No, when it comes to fine workmanship in the first place, it won't be iron beating, and Jeanne's curtain won't come out.
... but well, that sounds kinda funny.
"All right, then we'll go with Mr. Jackie."
Strike your knees and stand up.
"Ho. Call me whenever you need me"
Lyla lifts her cup lightly and drops me off. What doesn't follow is maybe he cares that even if he knows it's harmless, he tends to have something strong on the field when there's a dragon.
When I talked to Mr. Jackie, he lent me the workshop in two replies, as usual.
"I've got some work to do too, so I can't afford to lend you a kiln all the time."
"I'm fine because I'm just gonna work on it."
Blacksmith jobs surge with snow melting, including horse and carriage fittings for resuming traffic, as well as farm tools.
If it's a small town like Polka, many things are brought to blacksmiths, even jobs like other professions do in other big cities.... In a blacksmith excess town like Wang Du, there's even a workshop where you can only strike swords and only make protective equipment, and only make iron bellas for cooking.
In addition to iron striking in this city in general, Mr. Jackie, who has taken on some woodworking and even leather processing in one hand, will still be a much more splendid craftsman than he humbles himself.
Next to him like that. I got the hang of it and the job.
"So, Bo, what do you make?"
"Hmm, I don't know if it's a hair fastening... do you have any finely decorated stones left?
"Er... that's so awesome. Ryurin Stone"
What Mr. Jackie has brought out of the trinket box is a red stone specialty of the film that looks clear with a print reminiscent of the scales of the dragon......
Its value as a gem is not that high, but a few decades ago it was fashionable to wear armor, armor, swords and sheaths as "stones that give protection to warriors".
but
"Hmm, a little boneless."
What I want to give Naia is not that kind of martial arts or wishing for Dae-seong as a warrior.
"I think it's just the right size."
"Because Naia says it's nice not to be very gorgeous. It's fine because it's finer."
"So how about this? It's a shard of Lian Ball."
"Heh."
Empty gems produced in the mountainous country of the Reign of Ryan, adjacent to Renfangas. Actually, it seems to be a mass of something of the same old resin as Amber or something, not minerals, and when it comes to crystals not being linear like regular gems, it's characteristic. Something big would be worth a lot, but the little guy is a typical type of precious stone that circulates at scum value.
"Looks just right for this size... I'll pay for it. How much?"
"What, it's not a big deal. It's true that back in the day, Smythson was the guy on the patterned ass of a scrap weapon that his parents took from someone they knew in Wang Du. There were only shards originally, so I guess he kept following me, but I thought I could use it for something, so I took it off."
"Heh... I'll have it then. Thanks."
I mean, Jackie's generous, too. Sure, this wouldn't be as good as turning it into gold coins and greatly exceeding ten.
Your wife looks pretty tight like my mother, and before she gets in a bad position as a very roomy guy, you need to thank me for something.
"Andy, make it with that."
"Yeah. Well yeah...... I guess it's valletta"
Keep it compact and simple around gem shards.
I can't use anything very special for the metal on the foundation. The truth is, if I could use bare light silver or something, it would be very easy from the point of view of processing difficulty, but it would take time to procure it... well, can I think of the idea of making a sturdy one that goes with a strong Naia there?
Shards look beautiful with as little loss as possible...... how did you design them because they are shards that are originally broken into like eight equal parts of fruit. Can you see it on the half moon? No, it's a blue stone, so I was wondering if I could stand out and design it for a puddle or something. But it's a bit oblique when it comes to half a moon... so maybe it's a good idea to see it on the wings of a spreading bird.
"Humph... ♪"
With more troubling ingredients and the purpose of decorating the girl in front of me, I start working with a cross nose.
"Su, Mr. Smythson's hand moves amazingly..."
"Andy's dexterity isn't half as good. Dwarves are common knowledge in Celesta, but Andy can't beat Dwarves."
Jeanne says something nasty, but having fun and making things, I never scratch, and immerse myself in bringing a small chunk of iron in my hand closer to the finished picture in my head.
It forms a fastener, shapes the whole, focuses on the shape of the gem, and brings the hair fastener closer to a single sculpture.
I brush, gloss, round the pointed areas, subtly apply strength-enhanced engravings, oh I wonder if there's anything else to do, and my stomach groans around I thought.
Is that it?
"... I had dinner earlier."
"What are you talking about?"
"Hmm?"
When I realized, in the corner of the workshop, Mr. Jackie, who had Sarah on his knees, was cheeky with a sandwich.
Jeanne pokes her hand from the side of the work desk and stares at me with a squeaky face as she rides up with her upper body, Naia laughing bitterly at us like that.
"... Oh, that?
"It's almost noon. I care if you don't eat fast or if your parents don't mess it up."
"... Oh, my God"
Time went by for a moment.
Especially Naia. It would have been hard to put up with her while she was being started eating on the side. I've done something a little wrong.
"Naia. Bad. Shall we go eat soon?"
"Yes, no, well, interesting about Mr. Smythson's awesomeness... uh, really... awesome when it's awesome"
"No, well, I just tend to get obsessed with doing whatever I want,"
Wrap the hair clasp you made into a cloth and put it in your pocket, prompting the two of you to go to the liquor store.
"Hey, I heard that Andy wants to be a female slave. You haven't had sex with Andy yet."
"Uh... that's, like, right"
We all puff the fried lunch set while the three of us sit in line behind the counter at the tavern.
The rest of the old men are about the end of their lunch break, and Jeanne's flimsy lines are never heard of.
"I think Andy's masculinity in bed is amazing enough."
"That's... but I don't know any other men, so whether Mr. Smythson is particularly awesome or not"
"I don't even know you."
Momomomomogu.
"But you're mellow with all that mentz, so you're going to find out. Andy is awesome. Just energy."
"... I guess so"
"There's a lot more to it than that. What makes you so suspicious?"
"Doubt... Huh?
Jeanne looks surprised at Naia, who blinks her eyes.
"Hi, I think you can trust Andy. I generally understand Andy if I forgive him as much as I normally do. You look like a hedgehog. You're not really a hedgehog, even a guy big enough for a hundred chiefs and Sister Lyla to step back and try to protect her back."
"No, that's because you two can take care of each other."
I'm going in on the way. Hi. I've been getting a lot of weird lifts lately and I'm itching.
I mean, it has nothing to do with the "awesomeness" of my being strong in craftsmanship, right?
"Andy's awesomeness is his focus on things. Look closely, never lose sight of what really matters, do whatever you can, that obsession. Sister Lyla calls that spirit" justice. "
"... Really?
You don't even know what you're talking about.
Huh?
... Jeanne understands better than I do?
"If your hands just move cleverly, you can't beat Andy. But you can't do the same with Andy's concentration.... It's not just Atashi. If you're just strong, if you're just powerful, if you're just smart, then we're all just more amazing women than Andy. It's no coincidence that that's what you call Andy your husband. We all know Andy takes a good look at things and tells us what to do."
"No, that's mostly Mr. Deane or Lyla."
"What you two are doing isn't where you're going, it's just a math of how you walk, how you fly, where you rest and get there. Andy's the one deciding where to go."
"... I wonder"
"The first journey out with Selene, Angelos and the Hundred Chiefs might not have been. But whether you tied hands with the elves, saved the Holy Beast, killed those Bonaparte grannies without killing them, decided to help because the elves were in trouble, thought about helping the whole cat colony, and thought about doing something about this chick, it's all Andy."
And Jeanne looks up to Naia.
"Don't play Andy. I don't know one or two things that work by chance. The first time Andy got the power, he did. But that's not all. Andy's got no power, no wisdom, no family, but he's got something that just makes everyone think," I'll just give him a ride later. "And what do you doubt?"
"I..."
"... No, you don't"
Jeanne sighed small.
"... you just forget the whole 'it' thing in Andy somewhere. Zero, so you just don't understand, I'm sure."
"Huh...!?
... what.
Jeanne solicited it in front of me, but I was listening to it all, and I'm not sure what impact it had on Naia.
Even Naia would have understood it herself. That I am completely heterogeneous to Naia.
... No.
Different. Right, different?
Naia herself, even if heterogeneous, probably thought she "had" it.
Can't argue that it was said "none" by Jeanne is who the shock is?
Just strong, just smart, just great, and just brave enough to stand up to your enemies.
That's all I can imagine about Naia Grance as a "brave man".
Jeanne nursed it before reason. While coming so close, I saw from Naia's own expression that she could not understand what I was, that there was not a whole "justice" there that Lila sought, the "will" that Mr. Deane believed in.
That seems to have been a stiff enough shock to Naia.
For a while Naia had remained vain eyed and solidified unaware of the fried food she had dropped on the counter.
"Oh..."
"Naia. Hey, Naia."
"Ha, yeah... hey, what is it"
"No, I'm worried about something... what's up"
"Yes, no, the..."
Naia laughs weakly and hides her expression with her hat.
"... yes, what is it?... you have just the connection to save Carlwin 30,000, the will to get to Carlwin... and the justice to save"
"Naia."
"To me... if I hadn't been a Carlwin brave man, if I had been in the opposite position with Mr. Smythson... I'm sure I could do nothing. I'm not trying to do anything. … so I am"
"Hey, what are you hunting yourself down..."
"Oh, no...... ahaha"
"Naia."
I'm seriously worried about Naia making me laugh dry with her face hidden.
"Jeanne, that's too much."
"... I don't think I've said too much."
"Hey."
"No, Mr. Jeanne says... you're right, what? I... sure don't have one like you..."
"No."
"I am."
Naia is like squeezing out.
"... it's too obvious and I can't imagine anything more than normal. I live for Carlwin, I die for Carlwin, that's too obvious... I don't even know if I'm right or not. I don't know how many times you or Sir Buster or Queen Flair have told me 'Happiness other than fighting', but I couldn't imagine one of those after all. Happiness, what is it... I can't imagine... the pleasure of goodwill and the deliciousness of food are, in the end, only momentary experiences. I die like Faria, I don't know how else to live..."
"You're sleeping."
Alt Voice sharply blocks Naia's words, which had continued to be pathologically exposed somewhere.
The voice came from the entrance to the tavern.
The woman standing there carrying a backlight snarled her iron wand and slowly entered the tavern.
"Sleep... Word..."
"It's not continuous. The past and yourself. I've already stepped into a different life, but it's nothing but sleep that makes me fantasize about the past."
"Right. Al says it's very convincing."
"Wait a minute. Tess, it's a boomerang. Tess is in the middle of a second life, so watch objectively."
"Neither did Naris, neither did I."
And Zorro Zorro and the women following.
Finally, Apple, who came in with a slightly blue face, raised his hand with a troubled face.
"... just now, Mr. Andy"
(cont 'd)
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After breakfast, it will be about what to do between the arrival of the Gauntlet group & Apple who don't know if it will be today or tomorrow, and Jeanne says she's free today, so let's do a blacksmith job together, too.
Well, it's not like I'm on a special day, and Selene, who can't move around much, also buys me to take care of Peter, so he's out of hand except for his boob time.
"I've been feeding you breastfeeding lately. The aunts and the baron's wife who come to the cooking number say we eat, we eat."
"Is that so many things?
"If it was Celesta, I would have thought it would be a lot of things like an Auga recipe or a Beastman recipe, but even a town full of humans would have a width. Oh, no, I'll bring you some cherry blossom kids."
"... Christie?
"Damn it, Christie's not a kid. If I were you, I'd have a stepson."
"No, you're not."
In the case of female slaves with children, whether or not that would mean stepson, still aside.
"So, does Mr. Smythson want to hang out with a blacksmith today?"
"No, I don't know... I haven't decided what to make."
Returns a bitter laugh at Naia's confirmation.
It's not about training to make anything. Sometimes you don't have to hit the iron to get a bad idea of your job, so it's like hands-on learning to prevent it.
"That's right. I'll make you something."
"Hmm?"
"No, I had my armor made before..."
"You don't get to wear armor here. If you're in a mess with something that suddenly comes, Maia, Sister Lyla, or the Hundred Chiefs will take it."
"Well, I guess so...... I am"
"If you're good at hair decorations, brooches, or ornaments, you're good at Andy."
"Because those gorgeous things, they don't look good."
"It doesn't matter, you make it look good. Andy, don't be silly."
No, when it comes to fine workmanship in the first place, it won't be iron beating, and Jeanne's curtain won't come out.
... but well, that sounds kinda funny.
"All right, then we'll go with Mr. Jackie."
Strike your knees and stand up.
"Ho. Call me whenever you need me"
Lyla lifts her cup lightly and drops me off. What doesn't follow is maybe he cares that even if he knows it's harmless, he tends to have something strong on the field when there's a dragon.
When I talked to Mr. Jackie, he lent me the workshop in two replies, as usual.
"I've got some work to do too, so I can't afford to lend you a kiln all the time."
"I'm fine because I'm just gonna work on it."
Blacksmith jobs surge with snow melting, including horse and carriage fittings for resuming traffic, as well as farm tools.
If it's a small town like Polka, many things are brought to blacksmiths, even jobs like other professions do in other big cities.... In a blacksmith excess town like Wang Du, there's even a workshop where you can only strike swords and only make protective equipment, and only make iron bellas for cooking.
In addition to iron striking in this city in general, Mr. Jackie, who has taken on some woodworking and even leather processing in one hand, will still be a much more splendid craftsman than he humbles himself.
Next to him like that. I got the hang of it and the job.
"So, Bo, what do you make?"
"Hmm, I don't know if it's a hair fastening... do you have any finely decorated stones left?
"Er... that's so awesome. Ryurin Stone"
What Mr. Jackie has brought out of the trinket box is a red stone specialty of the film that looks clear with a print reminiscent of the scales of the dragon......
Its value as a gem is not that high, but a few decades ago it was fashionable to wear armor, armor, swords and sheaths as "stones that give protection to warriors".
but
"Hmm, a little boneless."
What I want to give Naia is not that kind of martial arts or wishing for Dae-seong as a warrior.
"I think it's just the right size."
"Because Naia says it's nice not to be very gorgeous. It's fine because it's finer."
"So how about this? It's a shard of Lian Ball."
"Heh."
Empty gems produced in the mountainous country of the Reign of Ryan, adjacent to Renfangas. Actually, it seems to be a mass of something of the same old resin as Amber or something, not minerals, and when it comes to crystals not being linear like regular gems, it's characteristic. Something big would be worth a lot, but the little guy is a typical type of precious stone that circulates at scum value.
"Looks just right for this size... I'll pay for it. How much?"
"What, it's not a big deal. It's true that back in the day, Smythson was the guy on the patterned ass of a scrap weapon that his parents took from someone they knew in Wang Du. There were only shards originally, so I guess he kept following me, but I thought I could use it for something, so I took it off."
"Heh... I'll have it then. Thanks."
I mean, Jackie's generous, too. Sure, this wouldn't be as good as turning it into gold coins and greatly exceeding ten.
Your wife looks pretty tight like my mother, and before she gets in a bad position as a very roomy guy, you need to thank me for something.
"Andy, make it with that."
"Yeah. Well yeah...... I guess it's valletta"
Keep it compact and simple around gem shards.
I can't use anything very special for the metal on the foundation. The truth is, if I could use bare light silver or something, it would be very easy from the point of view of processing difficulty, but it would take time to procure it... well, can I think of the idea of making a sturdy one that goes with a strong Naia there?
Shards look beautiful with as little loss as possible...... how did you design them because they are shards that are originally broken into like eight equal parts of fruit. Can you see it on the half moon? No, it's a blue stone, so I was wondering if I could stand out and design it for a puddle or something. But it's a bit oblique when it comes to half a moon... so maybe it's a good idea to see it on the wings of a spreading bird.
"Humph... ♪"
With more troubling ingredients and the purpose of decorating the girl in front of me, I start working with a cross nose.
"Su, Mr. Smythson's hand moves amazingly..."
"Andy's dexterity isn't half as good. Dwarves are common knowledge in Celesta, but Andy can't beat Dwarves."
Jeanne says something nasty, but having fun and making things, I never scratch, and immerse myself in bringing a small chunk of iron in my hand closer to the finished picture in my head.
It forms a fastener, shapes the whole, focuses on the shape of the gem, and brings the hair fastener closer to a single sculpture.
I brush, gloss, round the pointed areas, subtly apply strength-enhanced engravings, oh I wonder if there's anything else to do, and my stomach groans around I thought.
Is that it?
"... I had dinner earlier."
"What are you talking about?"
"Hmm?"
When I realized, in the corner of the workshop, Mr. Jackie, who had Sarah on his knees, was cheeky with a sandwich.
Jeanne pokes her hand from the side of the work desk and stares at me with a squeaky face as she rides up with her upper body, Naia laughing bitterly at us like that.
"... Oh, that?
"It's almost noon. I care if you don't eat fast or if your parents don't mess it up."
"... Oh, my God"
Time went by for a moment.
Especially Naia. It would have been hard to put up with her while she was being started eating on the side. I've done something a little wrong.
"Naia. Bad. Shall we go eat soon?"
"Yes, no, well, interesting about Mr. Smythson's awesomeness... uh, really... awesome when it's awesome"
"No, well, I just tend to get obsessed with doing whatever I want,"
Wrap the hair clasp you made into a cloth and put it in your pocket, prompting the two of you to go to the liquor store.
"Hey, I heard that Andy wants to be a female slave. You haven't had sex with Andy yet."
"Uh... that's, like, right"
We all puff the fried lunch set while the three of us sit in line behind the counter at the tavern.
The rest of the old men are about the end of their lunch break, and Jeanne's flimsy lines are never heard of.
"I think Andy's masculinity in bed is amazing enough."
"That's... but I don't know any other men, so whether Mr. Smythson is particularly awesome or not"
"I don't even know you."
Momomomomogu.
"But you're mellow with all that mentz, so you're going to find out. Andy is awesome. Just energy."
"... I guess so"
"There's a lot more to it than that. What makes you so suspicious?"
"Doubt... Huh?
Jeanne looks surprised at Naia, who blinks her eyes.
"Hi, I think you can trust Andy. I generally understand Andy if I forgive him as much as I normally do. You look like a hedgehog. You're not really a hedgehog, even a guy big enough for a hundred chiefs and Sister Lyla to step back and try to protect her back."
"No, that's because you two can take care of each other."
I'm going in on the way. Hi. I've been getting a lot of weird lifts lately and I'm itching.
I mean, it has nothing to do with the "awesomeness" of my being strong in craftsmanship, right?
"Andy's awesomeness is his focus on things. Look closely, never lose sight of what really matters, do whatever you can, that obsession. Sister Lyla calls that spirit" justice. "
"... Really?
You don't even know what you're talking about.
Huh?
... Jeanne understands better than I do?
"If your hands just move cleverly, you can't beat Andy. But you can't do the same with Andy's concentration.... It's not just Atashi. If you're just strong, if you're just powerful, if you're just smart, then we're all just more amazing women than Andy. It's no coincidence that that's what you call Andy your husband. We all know Andy takes a good look at things and tells us what to do."
"No, that's mostly Mr. Deane or Lyla."
"What you two are doing isn't where you're going, it's just a math of how you walk, how you fly, where you rest and get there. Andy's the one deciding where to go."
"... I wonder"
"The first journey out with Selene, Angelos and the Hundred Chiefs might not have been. But whether you tied hands with the elves, saved the Holy Beast, killed those Bonaparte grannies without killing them, decided to help because the elves were in trouble, thought about helping the whole cat colony, and thought about doing something about this chick, it's all Andy."
And Jeanne looks up to Naia.
"Don't play Andy. I don't know one or two things that work by chance. The first time Andy got the power, he did. But that's not all. Andy's got no power, no wisdom, no family, but he's got something that just makes everyone think," I'll just give him a ride later. "And what do you doubt?"
"I..."
"... No, you don't"
Jeanne sighed small.
"... you just forget the whole 'it' thing in Andy somewhere. Zero, so you just don't understand, I'm sure."
"Huh...!?
... what.
Jeanne solicited it in front of me, but I was listening to it all, and I'm not sure what impact it had on Naia.
Even Naia would have understood it herself. That I am completely heterogeneous to Naia.
... No.
Different. Right, different?
Naia herself, even if heterogeneous, probably thought she "had" it.
Can't argue that it was said "none" by Jeanne is who the shock is?
Just strong, just smart, just great, and just brave enough to stand up to your enemies.
That's all I can imagine about Naia Grance as a "brave man".
Jeanne nursed it before reason. While coming so close, I saw from Naia's own expression that she could not understand what I was, that there was not a whole "justice" there that Lila sought, the "will" that Mr. Deane believed in.
That seems to have been a stiff enough shock to Naia.
For a while Naia had remained vain eyed and solidified unaware of the fried food she had dropped on the counter.
"Oh..."
"Naia. Hey, Naia."
"Ha, yeah... hey, what is it"
"No, I'm worried about something... what's up"
"Yes, no, the..."
Naia laughs weakly and hides her expression with her hat.
"... yes, what is it?... you have just the connection to save Carlwin 30,000, the will to get to Carlwin... and the justice to save"
"Naia."
"To me... if I hadn't been a Carlwin brave man, if I had been in the opposite position with Mr. Smythson... I'm sure I could do nothing. I'm not trying to do anything. … so I am"
"Hey, what are you hunting yourself down..."
"Oh, no...... ahaha"
"Naia."
I'm seriously worried about Naia making me laugh dry with her face hidden.
"Jeanne, that's too much."
"... I don't think I've said too much."
"Hey."
"No, Mr. Jeanne says... you're right, what? I... sure don't have one like you..."
"No."
"I am."
Naia is like squeezing out.
"... it's too obvious and I can't imagine anything more than normal. I live for Carlwin, I die for Carlwin, that's too obvious... I don't even know if I'm right or not. I don't know how many times you or Sir Buster or Queen Flair have told me 'Happiness other than fighting', but I couldn't imagine one of those after all. Happiness, what is it... I can't imagine... the pleasure of goodwill and the deliciousness of food are, in the end, only momentary experiences. I die like Faria, I don't know how else to live..."
"You're sleeping."
Alt Voice sharply blocks Naia's words, which had continued to be pathologically exposed somewhere.
The voice came from the entrance to the tavern.
The woman standing there carrying a backlight snarled her iron wand and slowly entered the tavern.
"Sleep... Word..."
"It's not continuous. The past and yourself. I've already stepped into a different life, but it's nothing but sleep that makes me fantasize about the past."
"Right. Al says it's very convincing."
"Wait a minute. Tess, it's a boomerang. Tess is in the middle of a second life, so watch objectively."
"Neither did Naris, neither did I."
And Zorro Zorro and the women following.
Finally, Apple, who came in with a slightly blue face, raised his hand with a troubled face.
"... just now, Mr. Andy"
(cont 'd)
After breakfast, it will be about what to do between the arrival of the Gauntlet group & Apple who don't know if it will be today or tomorrow, and Jeanne says she's free today, so let's do a blacksmith job together, too.Well, it's not like I'm on a special day, and Selene, who can't move around much, also buys me to take care of Peter, so he's out of hand except for his boob time."I've been feeding you breastfeeding lately. The aunts and the baron's wife who come to the cooking number say we eat, we eat.""Is that so many things? "If it was Celesta, I would have thought it would be a lot of things like an Auga recipe or a Beastman recipe, but even a town full of humans would have a width. Oh, no, I'll bring you some cherry blossom kids.""... Christie? "Damn it, Christie's not a kid. If I were you, I'd have a stepson.""No, you're not."In the case of female slaves with children, whether or not that would mean stepson, still aside."So, does Mr. Smythson want to hang out with a blacksmith today?""No, I don't know... I haven't decided what to make."Returns a bitter laugh at Naia's confirmation.It's not about training to make anything. Sometimes you don't have to hit the iron to get a bad idea of your job, so it's like hands-on learning to prevent it."That's right. I'll make you something.""Hmm?""No, I had my armor made before...""You don't get to wear armor here. If you're in a mess with something that suddenly comes, Maia, Sister Lyla, or the Hundred Chiefs will take it.""Well, I guess so...... I am""If you're good at hair decorations, brooches, or ornaments, you're good at Andy.""Because those gorgeous things, they don't look good.""It doesn't matter, you make it look good. Andy, don't be silly."No, when it comes to fine workmanship in the first place, it won't be iron beating, and Jeanne's curtain won't come out.... but well, that sounds kinda funny."All right, then we'll go with Mr. Jackie."Strike your knees and stand up."Ho. Call me whenever you need me"Lyla lifts her cup lightly and drops me off. What doesn't follow is maybe he cares that even if he knows it's harmless, he tends to have something strong on the field when there's a dragon.When I talked to Mr. Jackie, he lent me the workshop in two replies, as usual."I've got some work to do too, so I can't afford to lend you a kiln all the time.""I'm fine because I'm just gonna work on it."Blacksmith jobs surge with snow melting, including horse and carriage fittings for resuming traffic, as well as farm tools.If it's a small town like Polka, many things are brought to blacksmiths, even jobs like other professions do in other big cities.... In a blacksmith excess town like Wang Du, there's even a workshop where you can only strike swords and only make protective equipment, and only make iron bellas for cooking.In addition to iron striking in this city in general, Mr. Jackie, who has taken on some woodworking and even leather processing in one hand, will still be a much more splendid craftsman than he humbles himself.Next to him like that. I got the hang of it and the job."So, Bo, what do you make?""Hmm, I don't know if it's a hair fastening... do you have any finely decorated stones left? "Er... that's so awesome. Ryurin Stone"What Mr. Jackie has brought out of the trinket box is a red stone specialty of the film that looks clear with a print reminiscent of the scales of the dragon......Its value as a gem is not that high, but a few decades ago it was fashionable to wear armor, armor, swords and sheaths as "stones that give protection to warriors".but"Hmm, a little boneless."What I want to give Naia is not that kind of martial arts or wishing for Dae-seong as a warrior."I think it's just the right size.""Because Naia says it's nice not to be very gorgeous. It's fine because it's finer.""So how about this? It's a shard of Lian Ball.""Heh."Empty gems produced in the mountainous country of the Reign of Ryan, adjacent to Renfangas. Actually, it seems to be a mass of something of the same old resin as Amber or something, not minerals, and when it comes to crystals not being linear like regular gems, it's characteristic. Something big would be worth a lot, but the little guy is a typical type of precious stone that circulates at scum value."Looks just right for this size... I'll pay for it. How much?""What, it's not a big deal. It's true that back in the day, Smythson was the guy on the patterned ass of a scrap weapon that his parents took from someone they knew in Wang Du. There were only shards originally, so I guess he kept following me, but I thought I could use it for something, so I took it off.""Heh... I'll have it then. Thanks."I mean, Jackie's generous, too. Sure, this wouldn't be as good as turning it into gold coins and greatly exceeding ten.Your wife looks pretty tight like my mother, and before she gets in a bad position as a very roomy guy, you need to thank me for something."Andy, make it with that.""Yeah. Well yeah...... I guess it's valletta"Keep it compact and simple around gem shards.I can't use anything very special for the metal on the foundation. The truth is, if I could use bare light silver or something, it would be very easy from the point of view of processing difficulty, but it would take time to procure it... well, can I think of the idea of making a sturdy one that goes with a strong Naia there?Shards look beautiful with as little loss as possible...... how did you design them because they are shards that are originally broken into like eight equal parts of fruit. Can you see it on the half moon? No, it's a blue stone, so I was wondering if I could stand out and design it for a puddle or something. But it's a bit oblique when it comes to half a moon... so maybe it's a good idea to see it on the wings of a spreading bird."Humph... "With more troubling ingredients and the purpose of decorating the girl in front of me, I start working with a cross nose."Su, Mr. Smythson's hand moves amazingly...""Andy's dexterity isn't half as good. Dwarves are common knowledge in Celesta, but Andy can't beat Dwarves."Jeanne says something nasty, but having fun and making things, I never scratch, and immerse myself in bringing a small chunk of iron in my hand closer to the finished picture in my head.It forms a fastener, shapes the whole, focuses on the shape of the gem, and brings the hair fastener closer to a single sculpture.I brush, gloss, round the pointed areas, subtly apply strength-enhanced engravings, oh I wonder if there's anything else to do, and my stomach groans around I thought.Is that it?"... I had dinner earlier.""What are you talking about?""Hmm?"When I realized, in the corner of the workshop, Mr. Jackie, who had Sarah on his knees, was cheeky with a sandwich.Jeanne pokes her hand from the side of the work desk and stares at me with a squeaky face as she rides up with her upper body, Naia laughing bitterly at us like that."... Oh, that? "It's almost noon. I care if you don't eat fast or if your parents don't mess it up.""... Oh, my God"Time went by for a moment.Especially Naia. It would have been hard to put up with her while she was being started eating on the side. I've done something a little wrong."Naia. Bad. Shall we go eat soon?""Yes, no, well, interesting about Mr. Smythson's awesomeness... uh, really... awesome when it's awesome""No, well, I just tend to get obsessed with doing whatever I want,"Wrap the hair clasp you made into a cloth and put it in your pocket, prompting the two of you to go to the liquor store."Hey, I heard that Andy wants to be a female slave. You haven't had sex with Andy yet.""Uh... that's, like, right"We all puff the fried lunch set while the three of us sit in line behind the counter at the tavern.The rest of the old men are about the end of their lunch break, and Jeanne's flimsy lines are never heard of."I think Andy's masculinity in bed is amazing enough.""That's... but I don't know any other men, so whether Mr. Smythson is particularly awesome or not""I don't even know you."Momomomomogu."But you're mellow with all that mentz, so you're going to find out. Andy is awesome. Just energy.""... I guess so""There's a lot more to it than that. What makes you so suspicious?""Doubt... Huh? Jeanne looks surprised at Naia, who blinks her eyes."Hi, I think you can trust Andy. I generally understand Andy if I forgive him as much as I normally do. You look like a hedgehog. You're not really a hedgehog, even a guy big enough for a hundred chiefs and Sister Lyla to step back and try to protect her back.""No, that's because you two can take care of each other."I'm going in on the way. Hi. I've been getting a lot of weird lifts lately and I'm itching.I mean, it has nothing to do with the "awesomeness" of my being strong in craftsmanship, right?"Andy's awesomeness is his focus on things. Look closely, never lose sight of what really matters, do whatever you can, that obsession. Sister Lyla calls that spirit" justice. ""... Really? You don't even know what you're talking about.Huh?... Jeanne understands better than I do?"If your hands just move cleverly, you can't beat Andy. But you can't do the same with Andy's concentration.... It's not just Atashi. If you're just strong, if you're just powerful, if you're just smart, then we're all just more amazing women than Andy. It's no coincidence that that's what you call Andy your husband. We all know Andy takes a good look at things and tells us what to do.""No, that's mostly Mr. Deane or Lyla.""What you two are doing isn't where you're going, it's just a math of how you walk, how you fly, where you rest and get there. Andy's the one deciding where to go.""... I wonder""The first journey out with Selene, Angelos and the Hundred Chiefs might not have been. But whether you tied hands with the elves, saved the Holy Beast, killed those Bonaparte grannies without killing them, decided to help because the elves were in trouble, thought about helping the whole cat colony, and thought about doing something about this chick, it's all Andy."And Jeanne looks up to Naia."Don't play Andy. I don't know one or two things that work by chance. The first time Andy got the power, he did. But that's not all. Andy's got no power, no wisdom, no family, but he's got something that just makes everyone think," I'll just give him a ride later. "And what do you doubt?""I...""... No, you don't"Jeanne sighed small."... you just forget the whole 'it' thing in Andy somewhere. Zero, so you just don't understand, I'm sure.""Huh...!? ... what.Jeanne solicited it in front of me, but I was listening to it all, and I'm not sure what impact it had on Naia.Even Naia would have understood it herself. That I am completely heterogeneous to Naia.... No.Different. Right, different?Naia herself, even if heterogeneous, probably thought she "had" it.Can't argue that it was said "none" by Jeanne is who the shock is?Just strong, just smart, just great, and just brave enough to stand up to your enemies.That's all I can imagine about Naia Grance as a "brave man".Jeanne nursed it before reason. While coming so close, I saw from Naia's own expression that she could not understand what I was, that there was not a whole "justice" there that Lila sought, the "will" that Mr. Deane believed in.That seems to have been a stiff enough shock to Naia.For a while Naia had remained vain eyed and solidified unaware of the fried food she had dropped on the counter."Oh...""Naia. Hey, Naia.""Ha, yeah... hey, what is it""No, I'm worried about something... what's up""Yes, no, the..."Naia laughs weakly and hides her expression with her hat."... yes, what is it?... you have just the connection to save Carlwin 30,000, the will to get to Carlwin... and the justice to save""Naia.""To me... if I hadn't been a Carlwin brave man, if I had been in the opposite position with Mr. Smythson... I'm sure I could do nothing. I'm not trying to do anything. so I am""Hey, what are you hunting yourself down...""Oh, no...... ahaha""Naia."I'm seriously worried about Naia making me laugh dry with her face hidden."Jeanne, that's too much.""... I don't think I've said too much.""Hey.""No, Mr. Jeanne says... you're right, what? I... sure don't have one like you...""No.""I am."Naia is like squeezing out."... it's too obvious and I can't imagine anything more than normal. I live for Carlwin, I die for Carlwin, that's too obvious... I don't even know if I'm right or not. I don't know how many times you or Sir Buster or Queen Flair have told me 'Happiness other than fighting', but I couldn't imagine one of those after all. Happiness, what is it... I can't imagine... the pleasure of goodwill and the deliciousness of food are, in the end, only momentary experiences. I die like Faria, I don't know how else to live...""You're sleeping."Alt Voice sharply blocks Naia's words, which had continued to be pathologically exposed somewhere.The voice came from the entrance to the tavern.The woman standing there carrying a backlight snarled her iron wand and slowly entered the tavern."Sleep... Word...""It's not continuous. The past and yourself. I've already stepped into a different life, but it's nothing but sleep that makes me fantasize about the past.""Right. Al says it's very convincing.""Wait a minute. Tess, it's a boomerang. Tess is in the middle of a second life, so watch objectively.""Neither did Naris, neither did I."And Zorro Zorro and the women following.Finally, Apple, who came in with a slightly blue face, raised his hand with a troubled face."... just now, Mr. Andy"cont 'd
