Trans looked at three pieces of protective equipment for himself and one sword just in case.

On the chest of the skin, small hands, shin. And it's an iron dagger.

The dagger chose something quite light.

It's just a show weapon, so I don't expect any performance. That's a lot of money.

I wondered if iron was good on the chest, but when I tried it on, I found that iron inhibited my movement quite a bit.

Every time it moves, the fixed area compresses the body.

When I flew again gently, my chest felt up and down in a slight gap and the rubbed area hurt tingly.

"Estelle often wears iron breasts."

"I'm used to it. I'm used to it. All you have to do is adjust yourself so that it fits your body. In my case, for example, I have had a few parts of my body scraped and towels put in to prevent gaps from being created."

"I see."

Is that how you make mass-produced products exclusively for yourself?

Permeation was impressed with Estelle's efforts.

Nevertheless, the permeation didn't come that far and I didn't want an iron breastplate.

(I'm inferior, and the best protective gear I had on my length at first, right?)

It does not despise itself.

If Trans, a new adventurer and inferior, wore slightly higher protective gear, wouldn't he be annoyed by seniors? I thought so.

(If it's expensive, I'd like to make it in full order of the materials I collect)

Besides, even after Toru bought the weaponry, Estelle continued to worry looking at the sword.

"How's Estelle?

"Thor has already made up his mind."

"Yeah. I've been looking at the sword, but what are you looking for?

"... uh, yeah, actually, yeah"

Estelle has a bad tooth cut.

Estelle lifted her sword to the penetration where she tilted her neck wondering what had happened.

"Actually, my sword is gone."

The body that appeared out of the sheath had worn out the blade.

Skilled penetration was understood to take as much damage as possible.

Not enough damage to break yet, but an impossible level to re-grind.

If I grind it back, my body gets thinner and that's how easy it is to break.

It's safer to buy a new one than to force it back to grind.

But - and the permeation tilted his neck.

We're just talking about buying a sword over, but why is Estelle making it so hard to say? and.

"Estelle. Maybe you don't have the money?

"No, I'll be fine with the purchase money."

"Hmm? Then why are you depressed?

"A broken sword is a disgrace to a swordsman."

Simon, who sat silently at the counter, replied to the question of permeation.

"It's mostly because of lack of strength that damages the sword. He said he'd mess up my sword. How dare you show your face before me?"

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

Simon floated blue on his forehead.

Estelle stared at him and dropped her shoulders.

Damaging the sword is due to lack of strength. On that reasoning, the permeation was on my mind.

The Japanese knife is the best blade a skilled person can use.

However, if the immature product is used, the sharpness will be dull and the knife will bend even lighter.

That's what Estelle can do to a sword.

"Chip.... so what demon did you" slap "like that?

"When I slashed the rockworm before, I did it."

"Rockworm!?"

To Estelle's words, Simon reacted by the time he was excessive.

He rose out of his chair rattling and ran his eyes bloody.

"So, did that rock worm expire?

"No, I didn't cut it at all..."

"I guess..."

Simon lost his heat and dropped his hips in the chair.

"If you do it with that sword with a rock worm, there's no way you can hang up. Shit, I just didn't break it. See what sword you like."

"... okay?

"Huh. Not a second time."

"Thanks!"

In Simon's words, redness returned to Estelle's face.

From there the clarity looked for a good sword from the merchandise shelf.

"This is!" Even if there is a product I thought, I look at the price tag and gently put it back on the product shelf.

As a result of repeating it, no penetration could find a single long sword.

"... Exactly, one gold coin is tightly tied"

"I wish I had some more money"

There were many good products.

But it's all very expensive, starting with five pieces of gold.

Not very much, but it cannot be purchased with the financial power of permeability and ester.

In a long sword that can be purchased with one gold coin, only the same quality as before.

Then again, you lose to the same opponent.

Estelle couldn't beat Rockworm because she didn't pierce that stiff outer skin.

It doesn't make sense that the weapons you buy are not stronger than before because you were losing out on the performance of the weapons, not the physical performance.

"How about buying here in time and buying back a good weapon after you've accumulated money?

"No, that's what weapons don't want to change."

To the suggestion of permeation, Estelle shook her head.

"When we change weapons, that's all we have to adjust our senses. Good as a rookie, but also a skilled adventurer, a slight error kills him. So when you're a skilled adventurer, if you have a good weapon, you keep using it.

I'm not going to say I'm proficient, but if I can, I want to choose something I can use for a long time. "

"I see..."

Weapons are allies who keep their lives.

If it's too weak, it breaks light, if it's too strong, it swings.

(I'm pretty shaken up...)

Finding the right partner is of the utmost importance in weapons selection.

Barrels appeared in troubled permeable eyes.

The barrel was placed next to the entrance.

Inside it were weapons - as if they were umbrellas put in umbrellas, unmade.

"... What's this?

"That's futile. Ten silver coins a bottle"

"Cheap!"

Is that an outlet?

Eat at a low price and check the contents of the barrel quickly.

However,

"Hmm."

All of this is just crude.

Hardly anything but quality can be used to sway a sword.

Cheap things have a reason to be cheap.

"Eh, this is..."

Still, a single dagger caught my eye when I searched gutsily for any excavations.

That would have been a dagger halfway through formation too, had it not come with a blade.

A grip on a thick, rattling torso, just wrapped around the skin. It is not attached.

It was a dagger that was too halfway through when it came to crude, but the permeation was strongly drawn.

Somewhere, I felt a different vibe than normal iron.

"... Mr. Simon, what is the material of this dagger?

"Mithril."

"Mithrill!

Permea raised her euphoria in her heart: 'Classic Ore Kitter!!'.

Speaking of Mithrills, it is a classic Japanese fantasy material, an advanced material that is said to be of a magical nature.

(Is this the case with the misrills in this world?

I'll pass the magic to try.

Then, the dagger accepted the magic of permeation without any resistance.

"Ooh. This is amazing."

"I know it's awesome, but that's no good. We can't process it."

"Can't you process it?

"Oh. The furnace temperature is too low for the misrill to dissolve satisfactorily."

I thought the more I heard Simon's valve, the better.

The only reason my body is thick and rattled is because I couldn't try to form it.

The penetration staring at the slender dagger is somewhere in my mind, "Wouldn't you be able to go? I thought."

I don't know if that's a certainty by skill or another amateur mistake.

(Because of this, I'd like to check my skills.)

Can't you do the blacksmith here yet?

That's what I thought. Turbo just negotiated with Simon.

"Mr. Simon!

"Hey, why not!?"

A boy who suddenly looked serious (known as Tor) called Simon.

There is no slight pastoral atmosphere there until earlier, somewhere sword swallowing.

(Hey, what are you going to do!?)

Simon shivers his knees in a gutter, as if he were a goblin stared at by a dragon.

Is life what you want...?

If he rambles on this occasion, it must be blood smoke in an instant, such as Simon.

Who with so much power would care about the life of a single feather?

So, is it expensive?

Yeah, to that extent, it's cheaper than life! I'll give you as much as you want!

Whatever he asked for, at least only his life and this store have to be defended at all costs! Yes, Simon consolidates his resolve with trembling feet.

"Could you lend me the furnace?

"Heh?............... Oh, oh, that's good"

To that extent, it's cheaper than a future that takes lives and shops.

Simon was slightly relieved and allowed Thor to lend the furnace.

Transmission, by contrast, was heartily surprised.

(Oh, that, you owe me something light...)

Perfectly, I imagined Simon was the one who shook his head to the side.

Furnaces are an important tool for craftsmen. Yeah, it won't be so easy to borrow......

But for some reason, I got a light OK.

(Hmm. Ma'am, come on)

Thinking about it, I don't get an answer as to why I was lightly borrowed.

Simon decided that he was a generous man, and Trans went to work with Simon.

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