Weakest Occupation “Blacksmith” Become The Strongest

"What do you mean?

"Uh... I don't know. I wondered why you were protecting me."

I answered somewhat cloudy.

I haven't spoken to Mr. Lineal yet about the blacksmith's ability to make anything.

"I don't know the details, either, but you want to talk to the bishop?

"Yes."

Mr. Linial nodded as he thought of my words.

"Okay. I'll talk to you a little bit."

"Is that true?

"The bishop went out of his way to care about the blacksmith. Oh, so if the blacksmith told him he wanted to talk, maybe he'd be interested"

In Mr. Lineal's words, realism emerges.

"I want to see you even after work. Is there an inn somewhere you're based?

"If that's the case, I work at the Migratory Bird Inn."

"'Migratory Bird Inn'... I've heard of it"

"Oh, really?

"There's been a rumor among adventurers lately. It's a typical price for an inn, but it's a great place to rest."

"... Yeah, well, that's right. We are, yes."

"What about us? Could it be someone on the working side?

"Yes, I'm in as an employee."

"I see. Okay. In the meantime, I'm going to talk to the bishop, and then I'm going to go to The Migratory Bird Inn again"

"... please"

Mr. Lineal looks at the clock with you.

It's time for three enough.

We head to the underground water supply again.

Along the way I visited one thing that bothered me.

"Um, Mr. Lineal. You said you wanted me to build a weapon, but you didn't have to restrain me, did you? You can collect weapons and stuff from the labyrinth, and you can actually put them on the market."

"... some, I've tried. But it kind of didn't fit."

Didn't fit, huh?

There will certainly be compatibility with the person, such as the length and weight of the weapon.

"But you don't know if the weapons I make will always fit, do you?

"I want you to make it until it fits"

"... well, if you can talk to the bishop, fine"

"Good luck"

... Well, that wouldn't be the case if you had some reward available.

Weapons, huh?

You never thought they'd want you to make it this way.

... but you do, don't you?

I'm sorry to hear about my artifact at first.

There are plenty of people like that in the world.

Someone who wants to fight but can't fight... and those people convince themselves that the artifact is a weapon that God has given them.

Of course, some people will be dissatisfied within, but if you say that, the church won't shut up.

… Weapon Store.

There was one thought in me.

Can't we do a job in the world that delivers weapons to those who seek them?

Isn't that one way to live as a blacksmith?

But that sounds like a disgust to me.

The hard part.

"Yes, you crusaded this much blood mouse in one day!?

When he showed officials the tail of the crusading Bloodmouth, he had his eyes open as surprised.

"Yes, by chance, because the poison of the artifact that I have worked"

"... I see. Thats really lucky...... just for this! You must have lost quite a few bloodmice already! If only my artifact could detect demons. Check back later and report back!

"Please. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh! Thank you, Relius!

Officials raise their voices happily.

Me and Mr. Lineal each returned the keys to the groundwater supply and the demon prop lights we had, leaving the administration behind.

"... thanks to Relius it's pretty easy"

"Because we were able to work together."

While I make the bait and I do the demolition, Mr. Lineal goes to install the new bait.

This repeat.

"The number was probably, like, three hundred, right?

Today's crusade count.

This is by taking it to the guild, I can settle it.

"Yes."

"... the last time there was a massive outbreak, it was definitely enough crusade, so I think that's it this time"

"Then you'll lose three days of work."

"But it should be paid for in three days"

"... I hope so"

I'm not having trouble with the money, but I still want to get what I can get.

"What is Relius, now Adventurer Rank F?

"Yes."

I haven't shown her my guild card, but I guess I've decided by the fact that I'm here to take this request.

"Protective equipment, I think you should get it in order. I'm a little worried as it is now."

"... is that right?

"A little more, I think we should gear up with demon ore in it. Otherwise, it will be difficult to rank up ahead... or more dangerous."

"... sure, that's right"

Head, arms, chest, feet. Gear to protect these areas is important.

This time Bradmouth can also come back to bite people.

Even those attacks, for example, are weak enough not to penetrate if you wear protective equipment.

"Is there a recommended armor store somewhere?

"Yeah. Tomorrow, after you set the trap. But you want to go check it out?

"... you're at work, right?

"Crush the time before the trap takes place. Live smart."

It's clever, isn't it?

I laughed at Mr. Lineal, but I was also interested in protective equipment.

... I mean, if you ask Meir too -.

No, it's possible that Meir doesn't have very good items in the store she introduces.

"But Mr. Lineal is a monastic garment, right? Do you have any protective equipment?

"I'm putting it right underneath here. Look, these aren't tights."

"... Oh, right"

Mr. Pilala Lineal turned the thigh area.

... I did have protective equipment inside that I think was made of demon ore.

I thought it was like tights, but when I looked closely, I did find it to be a protective gear.

"Then I'm going home with this." Bye. "

"Yes."

Mr. Lineal raised one hand by making sure to flutter and shake his monastic clothes.

... Speaking of which, Mr. Lineal's monastic clothes are a little flashy or something.

There is a cut in the area where the leg is hidden.

Every time I walk, my tights expose me to hidden feet.

... Are you sure you're a Sister? You were the kind of person I thought you were.