Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

Six months had passed since Aylene was first brought here by Mr. Albertras.

Hmm......

I was desperately processing the keys while reading about the locking technique in the book.

Just machining and polishing and making fine grooves. The rough machining is magically done by Grandpa.

The reason my grandfather is magically processing me is because, innate, I don't have the technology to use magic.

"What are you doing?

"I'm keeping him from coming in without permission."

"Hmm......, do you want me to help?

"Good."

"Right. Albertras' daughter and I are going to get along?

"I can't. He's a hell of a violent bitch!

My grandfather glanced a little lonely at my words and said, "Well," he muttered and went outside.

- Then a few hours later.

Finally succeeded in locking the door with a cylinder type.

It was a long time.

3 days to make the keys.

It took me almost a month to build a keyhole.

In the meantime, there were about three Aylene raids - but starting today, I think I can read the book with confidence.

"- Well!"

I go back to my room and now when I open the book of lost electricity I read the letters.

I like books.

It's so funny to read about unknown cultures, customs, and a lot of knowledge for me because I'm weak. It's so fun to learn things I don't know.

My grandfather tells me to move my body outside, but I wonder what's so funny about moving my body outside for me that I can't run 50 meters.

I started reading the book and noticed that the sun was getting stronger coming in from the outside if I noticed.

"You're blind..."

I just stood up to close the window incorporating the lights from the outside, and I heard the door slammed with a dong.

"Is that it? It won't open! Open it! Hey! Are you there!?

Don't, don't.

"Are you serious..."

Apparently, it's Aylene's raid day.

I used to come to my house once a month, but lately I come to my house to see what's funny with the once a few days.

He's a total nuisance.

Well, if you use it even when you're away, you'll be home in time.

Anyway, this time the key is made of my grandfather's magic, so it doesn't translate to the previous wooden embedded key.

It is impossible to open it by force.

That's the only way they can come in without forcing every door to be destroyed.

Baki! Meki meki meki -.

Something is going to be destroyed, and at the same time there's the sound of doodles and intruders coming into the house.

"I'm not here anymore! Are you out of your mind? Sounds like a bad door to the house, huh? Here!"

Ellen shows me the door she had in her hand.

The keyhole was safe.

Yes, the keyhole and the key...

Although every wall around it was destroyed and even the door was pulled a thousand times off the wall and carried...

"There you go! Hey, yeah! You, what is it? Don't you see what I'm saying about common sense? What are you telling me about destroying people's house doors? It was locked!

"Huh? oysters? It's in the mountains, isn't it? Seafood is only in the ocean, isn't it? Or were you stupid?

"It's the key, not the oyster!

"Keys? Never heard of food like that, have you?

This guy...

"Enough. What more can I do for you? I'd be pissed if nothing happened again and I just came here somehow."

"............ yeah? That's not true!

"What is it now while it's unnatural? - So, what can I do for you? Grandpa's not here."

"Your father."

"Father? Oh, Mr. Bertrass. Is your father running errands?

"I have a little business with your grandfather, so I thought I'd make you dinner."

"Why don't you make it for him? I can only cook simple things, can't I?

"Yeah. Me!

"You? You?

I don't understand what you're talking about.

"I'm telling you, cooking is delicate, right?

"It's okay! Because even if it looks like this, I'm good at cooking!

"Hmm."

I can't trust you right now.

Well, if they eat weird stuff, it's a dead end issue, and I'd like to see it.

"Today! I've been sourcing ingredients locally!

"Local procurement?

When I said I could eat something here, was it like a deer or a pig?

But if the deer and pigs don't smell it off, it stinks and tastes unique...

I don't really think I can handle the rampage.

"- So, where's the ingredient?"

"Outside!"

"Outside?"

After all, deer or pigs?

When I went outside the house whining in my heart that the demolition work would use my strength while sighing, I said that the ingredients that had been placed outside had caught my eye - and the creatures that were huge enough to look up lay breathless.

"... this is..."

"It's a dragon! It's delicious!

Come on, Ellen's a dragon, too.

Can a dragon eat a dragon or something like that?

"Hey, hey..."

"What?"

"You're a dragon, aren't you?

"Didn't you? The White Dragon Gods are not like dragons!

"No, you - say white dragon now..."

"I don't care about the details! Because it's delicious!

"Even if they say it's delicious..."

How do you cook dragons that are nearly 10 meters long......

- And you're okay to say or eat?

"Hey, how do you cook?

"Here's how!

When Aylene opens her mouth, white particles converge around her mouth, burning the dragon where the silver brace that reached the critical point lay.

"Here! Done!

"... is this cooking..."

I accidentally put in a penetration.

By the way, the taste of dragon meat was delicious.