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Lower level of the labyrinth on the outskirts of Palento.

So I got a call from an orga who kept hammering me.

When it was New Year. I know what to do.

"Let me give you this"

"You finally made it."

Confirm the sword handed over.

I have kept my sword of love, the Divine Sword, for a long time. Deploring the lack of strength, we decided to work on strengthening our weapons.

It took nearly three months, but finally the finished sword is a beautiful sword with black ripples when tilted. There are no significant changes in shape or weight. He's working out thinking about me.

"Can I slash something to try?

"Nevertheless, there's only about as much ore here as there is."

"I don't mind."

Just a chunk of iron ore was placed.

Let's address the sword without force.

"I knew it."

The sword broke into the iron ore incredibly smoothly, and even succeeded in cutting it easily.

Slash all things.

Disconnect whatever defensive capability the subject possesses.

An absolutely aggressive sword, but in order to use that power, it was necessary to slash the target.

Kill anything to kill.

Seems paradoxical, but what you'll need to kill is my image.

I need absolute confidence that I can slash the subject.

And a newer sword can give you absolute confidence.

"What have you done?

Ask as you lay a new divine sword on your sheath.

"I haven't done anything that difficult. I had the original sword mixed with a powdered king dragon scales to increase the strength of my sword."

The scale of the king dragon with the highest class hardness among demons.

The mixture had raised the blade's rating.

"It wasn't the amount of formula that made me struggle."

Too little won't enhance.

Too many will rebel against the Divine Sword, and vice versa.

The Great Ghost found the right amount while carefully trying again and again.

"I was also allowed to make a special about that sheath"

Sheath made using the skin of a king dragon.

It has more strength than a skinned but poor metal. That doesn't make me feel any weight at all.

"This is the power of the king dragon..."

Again, pull it out of the sheath to check the state of the sword.

My face is reflecting on the silver blade. This sword gives me the confidence that any opponent can be slashed from the depths of my heart.

"Ooh... hey!

"To?"

The yelling noise emitted nearby makes me hazy.

What were you thinking right now...?

"It's still dangerous. I may have created more troublesome substitutes than the Devil's Sword."

"What do you mean?

"The divine sword was equipped with the overly powerful power of 'anything can be slashed' from the beginning. Its amplification has equipped me with the power to attract those who possess it."

Having a sword drives me by my desire to 'slash'.

"Since you are the Lord, you can endure it at the critical place. You should be careful not to get into other guys' hands by mistake."

"Oh, let me be careful"

I didn't want to carry such a dangerous substitute, but I was the one who asked for reinforcements. You can't just not take it.

"Not later."

Jacket made from the skin of a king dragon.

This protective gear, like a sword, is stronger than metal but does not make you feel weighted and does not prevent you from moving your body. Ease of movement becomes important to me as a moving swordsman.

"But he was a blacksmith..."

"I've been offered some amazing material so far. It wasn't just that Hing got on. Look, it's a gift for you guys."

Sylvia and the others are also handed protective equipment such as breastplate, leather armor, and robes.

……

I was stopping the movement where I received it.

"What's up?

All five of them had their jittery eyes turned to the Great Ghost when they asked unexpectedly.

"How do you know our size?

"Here, I guess, but I think it matches perfectly."

The Great Ghost leaned his neck wonderfully as Ira said as he spread his leather armor.

"If you're about to wash it, you'll know how big it is."

I'll put my arm through it to try.

"... it's really perfect"

"As much as I get a little scared"

"I wonder if I need a hole through my tail"

"Oh, I forgot."

I was giving Noel a robe. However, there was no hole to get the fox's tail out, so it seemed cramped inside the robe.

When I receive the robe, I fix it with a hand I'm used to.

"... are you sure you're a blacksmith?

"I'm not going to call myself a blacksmith. I was involved in the manufacture of the Devil's Sword because I needed it, and I just like making things in general."

The finished robe was perfect for Noel this time.

Move left and right, jumping doesn't make you uncomfortable.

Seems to have no problem.

"Yes."

"Later, not with weapons."

Then receive all weapons.

Everyone's weapons were optimally finished with fights and abilities in mind.

"Thank you so much"

"Never mind. I didn't mean to destroy you."

The Great Ghost kept building demonic swords in the lower levels of the labyrinth.

It was an action driven by necessity, but instead of being able to do anything the Great Ghost did when the Devil's Sword came out of the world, he didn't even realize it was out of the world.

Many have been made unhappy by their own devil swords.

It's not like there's a big ghost involved in the damage, but I'm pretty sure he was in shock.

"I'm going to try to build something other than the Devil's Sword for a while"

"That's good."

"It's not just weapons and protective equipment that can be built on the eagle. It's only recently that I finally realized it. I may have done something sorry for you Lord, but I tried to build something like this with extra material"

The Great Ghost gives Sylvia a long crate.

It's like a gift, so I opened it and there was a knife wrapped in cloth inside.

"It's a knife made from Wang Long's fangs."

"Hey, what are you building?"

I've lost my word to too dangerous a substitute.

"Let me give it a try"

Silvia removes the simple table and slab from the storage ring and the radishes and slashes them using a gifted knife.

The slashed radishes had a beautiful cutting surface.

"This is more than you can imagine."

Any hard meat is going to cut easily.

However, if too much force was put into it, instead of the slab, it was likely to cut to the table. Sylvia would use it correctly.

"It's getting fun to build tools like this. Can you tell me what happened these days?"

"Fine."

Ask for reinforcements to your gear, then tell them what happened and make them listen.

And the main event the Great Ghost was waiting for.

"Oh, is this the newborn child"

Place floors and low tables on the ground so that you can sit down and laugh.

Ask the non-Illis mothers to bring their own children, it will be time for them to touch each other.

"Where are we going with this?"

It was Alf playing by the big ghost, but the big ghost was stopping him from trying to get out of the floor on a high if he got interested in what was going on in the workshop.

The effect of the junction only works on the prepared floor.

Outside it has become a world boiled down like a scorching magma. I definitely can't stand it in babies.

"Kids grow up really fast. Can you travel on your own now?"

Sophia tries to mimic her brother and get herself out too.

We were both able to get high a while ago. I'm trying to get to my brother and sister's side on my own like Sierra did, and I'm just desperate to stop them from going to dangerous places.

And these days, while grasping at something, he shows himself standing up.

I'm smiling recognizing the passage of time since the last time I saw him.

Alf is about to twist when he learns to be interested in a muscular, big ghost body as he holds Sophia up with both hands trying to get out.

"It's dangerous to go up there. Take good care of your brother and sister."

Dion and Noel sleeping beside the Great Ghost.

Babies only about a month after birth are like sleeping if they are aware of it.

"Can I do you a favor?

"What is it?

"I want you to give me a present when these kids are strong enough to carry a weapon."

It's the border where we live Alistair.

You'll be fine while you're in town, but if you step outside, the demon danger awaits you. So since the school also offers combat training, it is not uncommon for a child to give him a weapon so that he can protect himself.

"I don't mind that. However, lower the quality to a level that is not strange for a normal child to have."

I can't give you the kind of weapon we use by mistake.

It's still better if we just scratch ourselves, but we can't even look if that makes things hurt our friends.

"Of course, let me take it into account"

Whether he likes boys or sleeping Dion, he was bothering me by imagining a weapon he would build in his head to see if he was being able to conceive of a weapon he would give away while he was playing with Alf.