Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Lesson 45: Separation

22/10/7438

Heggard came home after delivering the rubber. The marriage will take place on the 10th of next month. The day before, even a single line of the Marquis of Webdos arrives in the village accompanied by a priest. If one side of the boulder is the marriage of a nobleman of high stature, the wedding also seems to take place on the same day with the priest. A total of 28 people were assigned a place to stay.

Speaking of which, Farn asked me if I could prepare a sword similar to the one I had previously given to Farn by the time of the Knights of Miloo's entrance exam. If you're going to give it to Miloo, it's certainly time to get ready. The iron I've saved is enough to make a sword wave, and if it is, I can make about three waves. Wouldn't three swings be a little short for boulders? Answering that he was okay with two replies, Farn took me to the back of the house.

"Al, it's actually a sword I used to give you and your father... This is a very good item and I've been helped many times. The sword of other knights was also damaged during this previous battle, and this sword could be used without any problems at all, even in circumstances like exchanging it for a spare sword. I want Miloo to have the equivalent of this sword. Perhaps the entrance exam will take place in a few days, albeit with only practical skills. Serious joiners are also on the test list, I hear. Serious combiners lose at that point when their weapons are destroyed or knocked down. I can't help being slapped down, but if it's a normal sword, the sword will soon melt away when I've done my hand over and over again.

... right, if you're equal in strength, you can assume that when you deal with as many as 10 people, it won't work first. But I think this sword will be fine first. Naturally, the opponent will have more power and moves than Miloo, but he's a serious combiner, so he shouldn't be putting that on his body. Of course you can use a shield, but Miloo wouldn't be a good shield, would he? You should let them use only a small shield to secure it to your left arm. You should also use the sword for defense, and in some cases such a shield can hold the sword with both hands, so you can make a strong punch.

So, please, Al. I want to give Miloo a good sword. "

Yeah, I didn't know much about serious combiners, but are there circumstances like that? I am in favour of giving away the sword in the first place.

"Yeah, but my sister would be more than happy to have my brother help me create it, too, so there you go. Arnold oversees the blacksmith equipment, and in fact, neither your brother's sword nor mine could have been made without Arnold. This sword needs a lot of help to build, so I need help."

"Well, that's not a problem. I learned a little bit about blacksmithing in the Knights too. It's okay."

"No, I think maybe it's tougher than your brother expects. It takes a lot of time to make it. Arnold has other jobs, like fixing farm tools."

"Oh, time is fine as long as you make it to the exam. And if I tell you it's gonna take time, two or three days at most, right? Enough to melt the iron, pour it into the mould, then beat it up and make some fine adjustments, right?

"Pfft, well look forward to it. Oh, your brother's going to be a lord, so you better tell me. That sword is creating the ingredients with earthly magic and unmagic. It would take me about ten days to concentrate so hard without a break to make the ingredients for about a single sword. This is a time that we don't consider about the magic we use at the end of the day. You need to take a break about three times a day until every time you run out of magic too. Then, I use that material to do a blacksmith, but it takes a lot of time to get used to it. Arnold is the only one in this village who can make the key points with blacksmiths. My father can only help me with my hard work, too. Of course, I can't do it."

"Huh... that was so hard... Then how long the hell does it take to save the ingredients normally at the end of the day or while doing other work... If you can only make ingredients with ground magic and no magic, it seems like you can do it for me, but you're going to be distracted..."

Furn seems stunned that the effort to make the sword was more than he could have imagined.

"Well, we need time around that, but there's absolutely nothing we can't do. Even your brother should be able to do it if you take the time to practice. Well, I'll explain what's going on around here."

"Oh, oh... okay... well, I didn't know it was that hard... I didn't know. Al, I was really helped by this sword. I appreciate it."

Farn held me up when he said so. I'm already 10, so it's heavy, and I'm embarrassed. Glad to hear it though. Oh, yeah, it's a good opportunity and finally this too......

"Brother, it's a completely different story, what do you do with your kids? Do you want it fast?

"Hmm? Oh, no, me and Shani are still young... Almost, yeah. I might want it for about twenty...... but why?

"Actually..."

If you're going to be the first to use rubber hygiene products, it's best to have them used for their original purpose, right? Keep the dried seaweed on the water and you can take the lubricant right away. I don't think the pig's intestines are bad, but I think it's a mood smash.

10 Nov 7438

Farn and Shani's wedding ended with an inconvenient, and the banquet ended with a great deal of excitement. It's been almost evening, but there are still a lot of people drinking and making noise.

It was the first time I had seen Marquis Webdos, but he was a grandfather who seemed like a little fat gentleman. He said he was over 60 years old, so even Grandpa would be fine. My son, the Knights of Sendoherr, is a normal old man at first glance, but when I stopped by nearby, he was no less physique than Heggard, and what a level of 15 he had once appraised on the basis of his interest. I've never seen anyone on the level with Heggard before. She is about two 40 years older than Heggard, but her beard is shaved properly and she looks younger than Heggard.

Most of all, I had three wives, one of whom was only 19 years old. What the hell, that. Is this the secret to youth? I guess if you try Shani, you're going to say a mother who's only three years older. I guess it's a complicated feeling. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Normal. Normal.

I don't know if it means returning the knot, but Shani's dowry tool seemed fancy and the clothes stuck in it, and what a carriage he gave away. But I also feel it's not enough if this is worthy of 50 gold coins, well, that would be good. Everyone is convinced.

The Marquis seemed to know about Miloo's First Knights' entrance exam and was very hopeful. They say no one has been able to join the First Knights from the Marquis territory of Webdos for the last 20 years or so, and Miloo, who was hung directly from the Marquis, was weirdly nervous (squeaky).

22 Nov 7438

Mun taught me to throw a hand-backed sword. He's like a thousand copies Mun has had for a long time. Don't think I don't need a means of ranged attack because I have magic. You know, there's nothing to lose, and when you don't want to use magic, or when you use magic at night, you can't have your hands shining, and you have almost silent means of attacking somewhere away, right?

But that's hard, this. Mun laughed at me when I tried to put on my outfit and throw about three pinches between my fingers. They say if you don't throw one at a time, it's going to lose its power and it's going to be hard to target. Well, if you think in common sense, you do. I didn't think I needed to poke them deep because I would paint them and throw them, but they told me that they absorbed them as quickly as I scratched my epidermis a bit and I didn't know anything about poisons that would kill or stun them, and that if I didn't use them as deep as I could, to stab them in the steep spot, the effect of the poison in the corner would also be halved.

Mun taught me how to make poison at the same time. They can mix gambi grass leaves with frog blood to create a paralyzing poison. And then he said he didn't know about poisons that could be made from flora and fauna around here. Poison. This works, too. The knight of the Kingdom of Romberto hates poison because he says it's cowardly, but I'm not a knight, and I don't think poison is cowardly, so no.

30/12/7438

It was brought in until New Year's Eve, but the sword to Miloo was completed. This is a delicacy that Farn eagerly mentored to Arnold and created (although he was quickly treated with magic) while making a lot of burns.

[Longsword]

[Forged special steel]

[Condition: Good]

[Processing date: 30/12/7438]

[Value: 896000]

[Endurance: 4070]

[Performance: 122-192]

[Effect: None]

Durability is slightly inferior to Fern's sword, but it's almost the same performance sword. Especially since I just provided the ingredients, and later it was just an easy job to say the right things like slap more to the left while watching endurance during creation. But only the pattern and sheath were made by me. God only knows if he will like it because I think it was well dressed and sturdy, but there are few decorations.

He also made protectors for Miloo. Naturally, I thought about growing up and made it bigger, but when I fell into the enlistment exam, I didn't have any ex-girlfriends, so I also made something that suited my current body, and I carefully sized it. This time the protector to be given to Miloo attaches Ebonite D-rings to various parts of the torso and hips. It would also be useful if a small pack of carabiners made of ebonite and a small amount of metal could be attached to and removed from the hard point of the D-ring on the protector.

I guess I should put in a simple sword and weapons care kit, portable food, spare rubber belts, etc. When one was delighted because he thought, for example, he told Furn, "Such a trinket is what a squire holds" and snapped in plain sight.

As for the shield, as a result of the idea, I drilled some holes along my arm into the forearm portion of the arm protector covering it from the back of my hand to about my elbow and inserted a metal rod into that hole so that I could replace the shield. Isn't it lighter than holding or wearing a shield? You can pull it out when it's heavy, and even if you pull it out, you'll still have a lot of defense because it's an Ebonite surface.

3 Jan 7439

Japan would be in the mood for New Year's Eve, but today is Miloo's day of departure for the entrance exam. We loaded the carriage with a set of Miloo's weapons and rubber products for delivery and set off. The carriage carries Beckwith as his lord, and Miloo sits beside it. Heggard accompanies him on a military horse and is the usual organization in which two servants accompany him on foot on the escort.

Finally, Miloo could not use the magic while running. But I guess my daily run in gave me quite a bit of strength, my Talent Endurance is up by 1 point. It wasn't in vain, and the results showed up before the entrance exam, so the training proved to make sense. Me? I don't know why, but I'm not up there. But I feel like my endurance is almost up, too, right?

Before leaving, Farn gave Miloo his sword. Miloo hung his sword in his sword belt when he said, "I'm coming," holding his sword. Then he also greeted the lingering Char and came to me. I can't say anything. He kissed me on the forehead when I hugged him and said, "Thank you," he pulled out his sword and cut off the long and beautiful blonde hair as everyone watched. Yeah, it's a painting, but the incision is weird, and I think you should stop saying that.

Miloo then boarded the carriage podium, but with one hand on the back of the podium while not facing forward, he stood on his knees and waved to the drop-offs.

Miloo departs cheerfully in response to the drop-off of all the villagers.

5m, 10m, Miloo leaves. This is going to make the kids' room bigger.

15m, 20m, I may never see Miloo again.

30m, 40m, Miloo turned around and sat back on your podium.

50m, 60m, hit a slingshot pattern hanging on his hips as he lowered the hand he was waving.

70 m, 80 m Miloo looks smaller.

Suddenly my emotions overflow. It's been a long time since I've been out of control.

"sister! sister!! Sister!!!

I run out screaming.

"Sister!!!!

Damn it. What is this feeling?

"Ugh...... hey!!