The Reincarnated Corporate S*ave Will Not Rest Until He Becames the Strongest in the Other World

One day, after school, I was walking around the city with Mr. Air towards a weapons shop.

"Still, I can't believe I want to buy a weapon with a bad smell."

Air was laughing bitterly next door, telling me about a recommended weapon dealer.

"This" Thundercracker "from my parents has too good a slashing taste... if I try to play the opponent's sword and bump into it, it will cut off as it is, so it is too difficult to use in a simulation."

"It's enough to slash the 'analysis sphere' in the entrance exam. Well, I suppose it's because of Sirius' strength.

"It's because of Thunderbolt. Absolutely."

Even with magic, the "analysis sphere" was shattered, but it was in a direction that I didn't care about.

When I was talking like that, I arrived at an old, boneless shop.

There are no signs or anything, and it takes a lot of courage to look at it and decide to enter the store.

"It should be here... A blacksmith my father's friend is doing. My father taught me, but I've never been here before."

Airman speaking with a slight lack of confidence.

It looks just like... an old private house.

However, the smoke rising from the chimney and the sound of metal hitting from inside the building claim that this is the blacksmith.

Probably not.

When I never opened the door because there was no response even when I knocked or called, I suddenly saw a shelf full of weapons, and behind it I saw a figure beating the metal in a distracted way.

As he approached the figure, there was an old bearded man with a sluggish system.... this is a dwarf anyway.

Dwarf. A familiar species that often appeared in animations and light novels also existed in this world.

It is still a race that prefers craftsmanship without leakage, and there are many professions such as craftsmen and blacksmiths.

Airman talks to the dwarf who keeps hitting the metal without noticing us.

"Um... I'm sorry..."

The sound of hitting the metal was so loud that Air's voice didn't get through at all.

"I'm sorry!!!! Gantets-san!!!!

Air shouted in Gantetsu's ear.

Then, Gantetsu, who had a stunned expression, turned around and bent his neck.

"N-oh? Who are you guys? What are you doing here?

"I call it the Air Sylfeed. My father, Forrest, introduced Gantetsu as a good blacksmith."

"Ah? Sylfeed... Forrest?... Father?... you, the daughter of Forrest?

"Er... yes, that's right."

"What!!? Hah... I wonder if such a little girl has grown so big... it's too early for time to pass."

"Eh!? I... have met Gantets-san...!?

"Hmm. Well, I'm glad to see you again. Since you were a little girl, it's not impossible to remember. So, what do you want with that Forrest girl?

"Yes, a friend of mine asked me for a weapon, and I came to see if Gantes had one."

After receiving Air's introduction, I thank Gantetsu.

"I'm Sirius. I'm looking for a sword and I'd love to see it. May I?

"Hmm. But you're a pussy, aren't you hanging a fine katana... katana... ah?????

Suddenly Mr. Gantetsu's gaze sharpened and he was watching "Thunderbolt" hanging on his hips.

"Hey... where did you get this katana...?

Gantetsu suddenly drains his energy and air from his body, and comes to visit him with a low voice.

Even though the furnace is burning, the temperature of the room drops sharply and tension runs.

How much grudge does this guy have against Katana!?

Open a dry mouth and answer carefully.

"This is from my mother, Mira Astaire. My mother said it was a gift from my father Legulus....."

"Mira... Mother...? Legulus....? You're kidding... Mira and Legulus!!??

"Yes, that's right."

Gantetsu opens his eyes after hearing the names of his father and mother.

What the hell did you two do to Mr. Guntez!?

When the cold sweat conveyed the tension to my cheeks, I was unexpectedly stroked by my head.

"I can't believe I had such a fine child. I thought you said Sirius. Nice to meet you."

Gantetsu had an unusual and gentle look on his face.

"Actually, the Katana" Thunderbolt "was struck by the master."

"Eh!!?

"Mira and Legulus came to the little warehouse and flirted while looking at the weapon. They were the ones I didn't like."

What are you doing, Dad... Mom...

"But one day, an outrageous monster crusade arrived. It seemed difficult to get home alive. At that time, Legulus brought in some incredible materials and sat down in his pocket. Make me the best katana to protect my wife.

It was too incredible material and still handled beautifully in those days. That's why I asked Master to create the "Thunderbolt" together. It's still the best weapon he's ever worked with. Mira with the "Thundercracker" was as strong as the Onigami, and she said she successfully fulfilled her ultra difficult request.

Because a stranger had it. I thought it was a thief, but I didn't want to kill him. I'm sorry. "

That's what happened.....

It was too intense to hit an attempted human....

"I'm glad it's passed down to my son now... by the way, you said you were looking for a sword. What more do you want while you have Thunderbolt?

A sharp gaze penetrates our hearts.

"Yes, I'm looking for a weapon with a bad smashing taste"

"... what?

"I'm looking for a weapon that can't be slashed very much."

"... what?

"An indestructible weapon....."

"No, I get it. I understand that, but why do you bother looking for a weapon with a bad taste?

"Yes, Thunderbolt is an incredible weapon, but... it has too much slashing taste."

"What's wrong with good slashing taste?

"I'm going to school right now, but for example, in a mock battle, if I put the other person's weapon and blade together, I could cut off and kill the other person's weapon."

"... hmm"

"That's why I want a weapon that's strong enough to catch their attack and has a bad smashing taste."

"So you want a weapon to keep you from killing them?

"That's what I'm talking about."

"... you've split a lot..."

Well, then, black steel.

"Black steel....?

"Black steel is primarily a metal used in blunt weapons such as hammers. Proud of its incredible hardness, the black steel hammer can even crack a mythrill."

"Stiffer than Mithrill!?

"Well, Mythrills have a lot of strength, but their greatest strength is their magic conductivity. Black steel, on the other hand, doesn't transmit any magic at all. Instead, it's very hard."

"The magic is not transmitted and the strength is high... isn't that an amazing material for a warrior?

"That's right... but there's a problem with black steel, it's too hard"

"Shouldn't it be too hard?

"It's too hard and difficult to process. So, you can only make hammers that can be used in almost all chunks. Look, this isn't black steel. It's not that much metal in circulation, but it's cheap because it's too difficult to process."

When I took the black steel, it was more solid than I imagined.

The appearance is very dark. Probably not reflecting much light, it's black as if it were a black hole.

I tried playing it with my concon and fingers, but there was little noise. It feels stiff and dense.

Name Black steel (crucible)

[Description]

Very hard, black metal.

It barely passes through magic.

High affinity with other metals.