Labyrinth Restaurant

"Ha, ha! Yay, I finally did it!

An old man's laugh echoed in the quiet room, making the listener even feel insane.

The place is a room in the labyrinth rented from the Demon King as a laboratory. There was an old wise man, one of the brave men and his companions. The old man has a dagger in his hand. That one dagger, seemingly devoid of any kind, is what caused the mad laughter, and the crystal of the old man's, no, obsession that has been handed down to his clan.

The old man remembered strongly with magic in the dagger in his hand as the laughter continued to leak out of his throat and when the tears that were only in his eyes subsided.

Then the dagger slowly began to change its appearance, but not by mistake. A few minutes later, an undecorated wand was held in the hands of the old man. Regardless, the dagger has changed its appearance.

Artificial holy sword.

The holy sword/phantom sword that the brave will have. The legendary God-made sword that changes its appearance as the owner wishes and grants it even superhuman skill and physical ability. The geriatric lineage has studied its reproduction for generations, and at this time today, its centuries-old efforts have been rewarded.

"Congratulations, Grandpa"

[Um, let's say that what has come to one end of God's cause while being a man's is a feat. brilliant]

"Oh, brave man, the Temple of the Holy Sword, thank you, thank you so much."

Without the cooperation of the brave men who are holders of the Holy Sword, and of the Holy Sword itself, their women, we would not have been able to achieve this achievement very much.

From the beginning of the journey, the brave men also had demonstrations such as keeping the holy sword as a research tool at all costs, and sometimes deforming it as an experiment. That's how we can make the finished form into an experimental material, so there's no way that research won't progress.

And the Holy Sword itself, which recently turned out to have its own, was also working with the old man, albeit for a relatively short period of time. I knew that the old man was not the kind of person to think about the abuse of the Holy Sword, and above all, the Holy Sword preferred the kind of person who would never tire of drilling toward higher goals.

"For now, a paragraph or something. But there are still many challenges."

Artificial Holy Sword, the result of the research of the old man. That is still only far inferior to the Holy Sword in the main house.

deform as the owner wishes. That must be true, whereas the Sacred Sword of the Brave changes its shape and size freely in an instant, the rate of deformation of the Artificial Sacred Sword is slow as if the Namekuji were to crawl, and in the meantime the owner stops with the deformation halfway through if he does not continue to pour his magic in a strong image of the post-deformation shape. Then it would be better to carry more than one weapon from the beginning and replace it if necessary. I can buy over a hundred regular swords for the amount I need to make one of these artificial holy swords in the first place.

Furthermore, with regard to the granting of superhuman skill and physical ability, which is the function of the Holy Sword in the main house, there is no prospect of realization at all so far. The only way to fully use a deformed artificial sword is for the owner to take a long time to master it. It will not be necessary to dare to speak of how much difference there is between the holy sword of the brave man, which can be used instantly in any form.

"The challenges around there will probably be handed over to the descendants of the eagles"

What the old wise man has accomplished must be a feat, but it is only halfway down the road. There are innumerable improvements even to the deformation mechanism that could have been achieved, and it will be far into the future for all of those problems to be solved. The time left for the old man is finite and he cannot see the point of arrival of the study.

But the old man thought that was fine. The path that ancestors have taken was not a mistake, I am more than happy to prove it. And that path is still ahead. He was convinced that if his descendants continued on that path, they would one day reach their destination. This would allow him to pass away satisfactorily, even in the middle of the road.

"Well, later on, let's think about it later. Let's see if we can quickly work on refinements and experiments."

[Um, good thinking. The temperature of the furnace should be increased when refining the misthrill used to alloy the material. As things stand, it seems that the conduction efficiency of the magic is diminished because of the impurities]

"I see, but when it does, it's out of hand in a human blacksmith. Do you want to write a request letter to a Dwarf acquaintance?"

He was an old man who intended to stay in active duty for life without being sarcastic about hiding because he was satisfied. It would surely be to continue research at the same pace until the end of the day.

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"By the way, I was wondering about the Holy Sword Palace."

[What is?

"Why did the goddess keep the Temple of the Sacred Sword from moving freely? If I could have communicated with you from the beginning, I would have helped you."

"It's strange to hear you say that. I care too."

I didn't know as one who had personality in the Holy Sword until the goddess recently taught me. What the hell is the reason there?

[Um, that's...]

"Ah, you were here, brave man"

That's when I opened the door to the room and the goddess came in. Apparently, he was looking for the brave.

'I don't see a demon king, so please make me a gohan instead. I'm hungry.'

Apparently, I was looking for you for a pretty nagging reason.

[Goddess. It's too late at night, you should knock about when entering a person's room, it's rude to enter without permission in a person's world]

"I'm a god, so I don't know that. Gohan sooner than that... '

[... Hey, goddess. Front seat]

'Huh?'

[Sit right there. Long time no see, but apparently we need a sermon]

"... Um, Mr. Holy Sword? I wouldn't make anything like Gohan."

Usually a brave man surprised by a gentleman's sword curtain gave his help to the goddess. But...

[My Lord, that is not the problem. I have to re-slap the sexual roots of this goddess of waste. What happened to Shinko in the first place? Though it's the same rice eater, I don't think she'll tolerate this kind of behavior without any shards of courtesy]

"Well, if you're a godson, I'm asleep now."

[I see, so you borrowed your body on your own to taunt your evening meal? Late evening meals and drinks also have a negative impact on beauty and health. Though God does not tolerate such influences on the flesh of others on their own!

'Where I get angry, is that it!?'

Forget the angry point, apparently the goddess has stepped on a holy sword mine.

[My Lord, I am sorry, but I must now preach man's way to this goddess of waste. I think it's going to be a long time, so you need to rest first]

"Yes... please keep it that way"

"This is the goddess...... It's a lot different than inheritance."

'Ugh, I kept my personality sealed because this is what happens...'

The brave man and the old man left the room feeling somewhat overwhelmed.