Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

- Kaeng!

The area where the forge is dense is always noisy with the sound of iron tapping. There is a country where commerce has to develop. Somehow, the street itself seemed a little fuzzy in such a productive heat. Workers were laughing all over the place, carrying timber or other items, and the fires soared in the furnace. I literally felt like an industrial zone.

I decided to watch those forges one by one and decide where to go. Shopping with money is always fun. There are more shops with knives and armor decorating signs.

What I've decided to do with fraud today is a new knife that will be responsible for the Gauntlet and combat power that can protect my hands and forearms. The knives are a little old these days, so I've always wanted to change my mind.

Once I went into the forge that was right in front of me with all my urine intake.

"Welcome! What are you looking for?"

"Oh, look at the knife."

I stopped the employee who was about to show up and looked inside.

Inside the forge was a splendid Bone Armor with non-efficient mulberry shoulders along with a pile of Bone Spears. I think it's very hard to move your shoulders when you wear something like that.

"Bonesword is the pride of our forge. How about one?"

"I want an iron knife."

Bonsod is literally a knife made from the bones of monsters. I was reluctant because it looked like it was difficult to manage, and I had the impression that it would break well. I didn't even like decorating it with useless fangs.

I was a man of more practicality than a tickle.

Above all, the bones of monsters of this level cannot be more durable than iron. It is said that the armor made of the bones of powerful monsters is harder than iron, but I have not seen it yet, and I think it would be better to have a Rare Metal Weapon.

It looks like a bone shop, so I left without hesitation. The Bone Shop is full of Bone Embroidery houses. Rib shaped armor or horned skull helmets provoked my desire to buy, but they are tickle items, not battle items.

I went back out into the street and looked around a little further and found a forge that felt like I was handling swords professionally. I went that way.

"Do you seek the sword? Welcome."

"It looks like you've come really well."

Oh, the admiration came out of my mouth. All kinds and sizes of swordsmanship were a great display on all sides of the store. I'm boiling blood.

"Hmm... What kind of weapon are you looking for? Given the size of your guests, Greatsword will be fine."

The Great Sword is a chariot that soldiers carry on the battlefield, not something adventurers can carry. The large size is only an obstacle, and it requires a lot of skill because it can't be handled properly.

I looked around the swords. Powerful clasps and agile external swords and rapiers. And up to Broadsword and Longsword with a protective guard around their hands. Not to mention a single-handed sword and shield.

Why is there no Godborn? It's a joke.

I was wondering what sword to buy, but one of them caught my eye and turned it off.

"Ho… Bastard sword, it looks good to guests too. Well, you have your eye on this."

"Can I touch it?"

"Absolutely. Oh, I'll get it out."

I received a simple design Bastard Sword.

The Bastard Sword was a sword with hybrid advantages that could be handled with both hands, but at the same time it was a little short for both hands and a little long for one hand.

"Good grip."

However, this disadvantage does not give me much demerit because I am superior in weight to the rest of the world. It's only a sword to me.

"Good weight."

It was about 1 m long and weighed a little over 1 kg.

Good. I've decided on this.

"Let's do this. What's the price?"

"This is a 2-silver 30 cooper."

There's no such thing as free happiness, motherfucker.

It's fucking expensive.

"Oh, that's a little expensive. That's right, staff."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to sell this for a change of knife. Do you accept it?"

I gave the staff the knife I had used so far. It was a long-written knife. I didn't take care of it so hard, but it doesn't matter because I went out there and it wasn't in good shape.

"Hmm... I think you can buy 10 Coopers."

"So can we hand this over and use a two-silver 20 cooper?"

"Yes, let's do that."

Purchased. I went to the Blade Shop.

I put the blade of the new Bastard Sword in the Sword Belt. Weight gained a little more than before, but I felt the force on my shoulders.

Next, let's buy an Iron Gauntlet.

With a Gauntlet in your hand, it is possible to prevent the opponent from attacking you with your forearm in the event of an accidental attack during battle.

If there is no Gauntlet, it defends the strike-through that can blow the limbs or break the bones. Viability is increased inexorably. If you have similar skills, the difference in equipment will cut your life. Gauntlet was something I wanted to buy a long time ago. There is also an additional option to increase the punch force with plus alpha.

"So this is four silver? Oh, my God."

Of course, it was as damn expensive as it was useful. Almost twice the price of the Bastard Sword. I looked at the gauntlet and shouted zincally.

"Four silver because there are two sets. It's a reasonable price."

"I think so."

Having accomplished the incredible pleasure of spending 20 coopers in just one hour, I was crazy to turn my back. It's hard to make money, but using it is instantaneous.

Still, the real thing remains, so it will be fine. I don't think all this equipment is the bottom of my business. A good piece of equipment makes a meaningful investment if you can catch easier or stronger monsters.

Anyway, I changed the knife to something good, and there's a trustworthy gauntlet in both hands. I'm caught up in the urge to feed on blood right now, but I don't think I can leave the city because it's a little late.

If you are in a city, the time that is past midday is extremely vague. Even if you go out into the field from now on, there's not much you can do until the sun goes down, but it's a waste of time to keep playing.

So I headed to the Adventurer Guild.

I needed colleagues who knew the geography here to complete Risha's quest. I don't know if it's Krassheim, but Isvant doesn't know geography because he's not my Nawabari. Even if you collect materials, you need to know where they grow first.

"A pack of Lesser Drakes appeared in the northwest."

"Yeah? For a while now, all the people who use their strength will be on their way."

There were a lot of good people in the guild who knew what was going on. At this time, the guild is crowded, so the employment situation is worse. Adventurers with beer glasses here and there are chatters.

"Are you interested in animalism?"

"Those cult bastards? I don't care."

"Don't do that. Listen to the story. They say that if you nurture your mind, your soul can reach even higher ground."

"I think if I drink three more drinks now, my soul will fly."

I turned to the board as I listened to their conversation. I ignored the information on the clutter and looked for a party that hoped to collect materials.

Hmm.. Most of the F class adventurer parties were of that kind. Because wizards and alchemists cost so much material, no one does anything but low-level adventurers.

I might have to hug it to an F-class adventurer's party if I had to, but it's not that much of a deal. Working with superheroes is more tiring.

"Hmm?"

I found a familiar face as I was walking around there a couple of times.

"Gibson?"

It was Gibson.

Not Copson, Gibson. A youth adventurer I was with the last time I fucked up a Goblin Cave. I remember being a good one in my own way. I called him with pleasure.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Gibson? Nice to meet you."

"Mr. Cat? It's the first time since Goblin."

He recognized me and greeted me.

When I see you wandering around the guild at this time, I want to feel at ease like me. I didn't have anyone to ask, but it worked. I think you should ask him.

"What are you doing separately? Because I'm at a standstill."

"Right now... I don't have one. I was looking for something to do."

"Hmm, is that so? But actually, I need to find the items I need because I'm a bit of a quest."

"Is this a party proposal? It doesn't matter if it's not too much."

One member of the party, Gettto Daze.

"Something like that. You know, horsepower or something, right? And there's Scale Wolf. We need a little bit of this."

"Ah, Scale Wolf has a habitat in the swamp to the east."

"Are they there?"

"Leather is money when you go crazy, so if you're going to hunt them down, you should come with me."

Scale Wolf.

It's literally a wolf covered in scales.

I'm not even sure if it's actually a wolf. If a wolf has a fucking scale and a tails cut off, it's a lizard. Wolves? When I think about it, I don't think I look much like a wolf except I walk on four feet.

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the wolf, but let's just say it's a wolf. Anyway, this Scale Wolf is a very annoying monster. Because of the scale, the knife doesn't fit well. It is frightening and carnivorous. A predator who easily eats other small monsters, but I won a fight with a friendly one last time. It doesn't seem to be a problem.

"Fat Tea Castle."

"Yes?"

"Very good. Mr. Gibson, we're going to scale the Wolf together."

I formed a party with Gibson. There are also many ingredient templates like Magical Herb in the swamp. It's a little risky, but I think I can make a decent profit if I bring two more people with the right skills.

Gibson and I recruited a party member with the title of going after Scale Wolf to [Eastern Swamp].

"Going to catch a scale wolf? Give me a hug, too."

Soon after, I succeeded in recruiting two people who wandered around the guild. The first speaker was an older looking Subjacent Adventurer, an E-class adventurer wearing an axe. His name is Maurice.

Well, an adventurer of that age would be hard to live with.

"You said you were going to the Eastern Swamp? All Class E? What about me?"

The next person to come was a woman of class E adventurer, Claudie, with pale brown hair. I was wearing a hood in tight clothes. Strangely enough, I was wearing a curve around my waist.Is this the double swordsman (emphasis added) you heard about? You know a little about fingerprints.

After the speed of the party with the two of them was over, Claudie compared her height to mine.

"You look like you could use a little strength. You're from Merkesha? I could make some money."

"Haha, you've got a knife, too. And you're from Mirkesha."

I think this woman is from a different ethnicity. But I've never seen a man who wears a double sword in his life... A double sword is a very difficult sword. Are you a great performer? You could just carry one main and one spare.

The four party members then gave a brief introduction to each other's statues and decided to see them in front of the eastern gate until the next morning.

I stopped at the grocery store and bought a sack to carry around the junk and back. The sack was a necessity because in the future, you had to collect the material item and bring it to Risha.

I think you can put the leather and certain body parts of the shocking monsters here, and put the vegetable ingredients in the belt pouch.