Kajiya de Hajimeru Isekai Slow Life

“Yes, I’ll open it now.”

I spoke and head to the door.  The knocking sounds at the door stopped. With a big sigh, I pulled out the kannuki. Samia is behind me, completely on guard while holding the short sword that we made yesterday.Translated by Yume Neiji

I slowly opened the door then I saw a woman in her travelling clothes standing there. She has short red hair and her body is covered in leather armour full of cuts but the key point is that it’s reinforced with metal (probably steel). A haversack and two short swords are hanging down on her waist, her back is covered with a cloak and there is also a rucksack that may contain various tools inside. She is quite tall, may be about 180 cm. She also large bright eyes and there’s a sword scar on her face.

“Welcome”

I spoke though I’m a little taken aback, the woman smiled broadly and introduce herself,

“Are you the one who makes weapons for Camilo? I’m Helen.”

“That’s right. I’m Eizou, I’m a blacksmith in this place and I do make weapons. For the meantime, please come in.”

“Oh, thank you.”

I guided her to a space inside the workplace then we sit down facing each other with a table in between. Samia stood behind me without letting her guard down. I’m sure it’ll be fine but I left her as is.Read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com

“First of all, there’s no doubt that you came here alone, right?”

“Yes”

Helen agreed. I glance at Samia. Samia then nodded. I also can’t feel any other presence in the surrounding.Translated by Yume Neiji (yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com)

“You’re not attacked by a wolf and the likes on your way here?”

“Huh? No. I saw something like a rabbit though. It’s cute.”

Uhm… It’s indeed cute but we ate it yesterday. Perhaps the wolves judged that Helen is strong. Helen then continues,

“Ah right, it was hard finding this place but I was able to come here because I saw the smoke.”

Oh, did she follow the smoke when I was blowing the iron? Nevertheless, it’s not easy to get here. Thus it’s safe to say that she has fulfilled the arrangement.

“Then I will craft you a sword as promised, but what should be good?”

When I said that, Helen untied both swords on her waist and places them on the table.

“I’m a mercenary. These swords are what I use there, but I want a sturdier one. In the battlefield, there are many things that I can’t repair that well, but even in such state, whether it can be used or not will determine my life.”

“I see…”

A female mercenary huh. I think she had many hardships. The sword scar on her face stand out the most and cuts with various sizes are here and there.

“….Can I take a look at this sword?”

“Yes, I don’t mind.”

I unsheathed both swords and looked at them. They are still in a state where they can be put to a practical use, they’re well made. However, one of them seems to be slightly damaged.

“These are good swords. The one who made them has good skill. Can I show it to my disciple?”

“I don’t mind.”

I looked at Rike. Rike then move towards us and looks at one of the two swords.

“Good craftsmanship indeed. If you want something better than this, you may need to ask Boss for sure. At the very least, I can only think of Boss who can do it.”

“If a dwarf says that, then you really have the skill as I expected after all!”

Helen rides on Rike’s impression and said so. But her voice is so loud. It doesn’t matter how loud she speaks since there’s nobody else around us but it’s loud enough that I can even hear buzzing sounds in my ears.

Though it may be fatal if you’re voice can’t be heard in the battlefield, I would like you to refrain from doing it here…

“So, how do you use them?”

“How?”

“Ah no, I want to know how you perform in an actual battle. I will use it as a reference when making the sword you see.”

“Ah… it’s difficult to explain it in words, can I just show it?”

“Okay”

Helen went out first, followed by me, Samia and Rike. There is not much underbrush ahead of the workshop’s door but the area is of a decent size, so she can just hold and swing the swords there.

Helen is a dual sword wielder. That said, rather than using both in the same way, it’s more like one side is used to feint an attack and the other to strike. Surprisingly, her movement is fast. If that is the case, the sword used to parry will break faster. Alternating them is probably the reason why there is not that much difference in damage.

“Hmm…”

Helen, who was swinging her sword at a great speed, stopped moving.

“What happened?”

“It’s no good if there is no opponent… Right, you should be my opponent.”

“Me?”

“Yes”

“Samia… this beastman child will not do?”

“You look stronger”

“Uhm…”

What should I do? I do have a cheat so I think I can deal with her just fine but… Oh well. It’s just to show me, and we’re not going to go at it seriously, I think. Besides, I may see something if I received it directly.

“All right, I understand. Samia lend me that sword.”

“Eh? But…”

“It’s okay”

When I said so, Samia gave me the short sword she’s holding, albeit a bit reluctant.

“Then, shall we start? Go easy on me okay.”

As I said that, I hold the short sword and take a stance.

“That’s a joke…. right?”

However, Helen strikes with great speed.

“Uoh!?”

I received it. However, that one is a feint. The other one is coming at me at great speed. I return my wrist and receive it, but I did so as to strike at Helen at the same time.

“Oops!”

Helen takes it with the sword she used to feint, and the other aims at my open torso, but before the sword reaches me, I stepped back to get out of her reach.

“Oh you’re good at this.”

“No, no… please give me a break…”

With a grin, Helen strikes at a faster speed than before and I parry them. We did that for about 15 minutes.Translated by Yume Neiji (yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com)

“Well, you’re strong!”

With a loud voice, Helen said so and stopped.

“I just want to watch your movement, to seriously strike me….”

“Actually, I intended to end it after the first two or three shots but there are only few who can receive my “lightning sword” so I got excited, I’m sorry!”

This muscle brain asked for forgiveness…

“Well anyway, I get it now. Hmmm… I think it will be completed in two days, so come back three days later.”

“Hmm, can I not go home today?”

“What are you going to do if you stay here?”

“Let’s spar again after a break.”

“Then I can’t make your sword! Now, go back, go home!”

“Ah, wait! Give me some water…”

Then, Helen, who replenished with water, temporarily went back to the town.

Well then, I have to make that custom sword…