Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 122
It was good to gain new insight, but the problem was my size..
It's not really empty words, but it stands out too much..
Just looking at his height, he is a muscular man with a height of about 185 to 187 centimeters, wearing a 140 centimeter long sword on his waist, wearing a white uniform and a wine-colored half cape, and walking around showing off his handsome face, but it is hidden.?
"It's not Assassin's Creed, it's absolutely impossible like this.."
Anyway, there is still room to think that I will wander around a bit more, but seeing as I can't come up with a sharp number even if I use the collective intelligence of the Eldmia in my head, I don't think anything will change as time passes..
Still, I couldn't give up, so I decided to continue thinking about it by going to see Mr. Balkun Demali, who sold me a crappy sword at a discount to an acquaintance..
Honestly... Ah, what should I say about this? It should be said that it is the degree to which magical energy flows well, so should it be compared to the conductivity rate and the cutting rate rate? Even if it's just annoying, I think magic conduction rate would be better. In any case, being sturdy meant being strong, but this sword's magic conduction rate was also good..
After using this over the sword I originally used and the sword I stole from the demons in the abandoned dungeon, I was able to know for sure. If you think about it, Mr. Balkun is my lifesaver..
"They say a craftsman doesn't blame the tools, but I'm not a craftsman, so I have no choice but to blame the tools.."
Of course, Eldmia, who knows how to express gratitude for favors, can't help but say hello. Although it's a messy day, I'm planning to kill time by doing as much as possible outside until I figure out a way to catch the ticks..
Actually, I was hoping for a pleasant situation where they tried to make contact in advance, but things don't always go as planned in this world..
They moved around in circles for almost 20 minutes until they reached the dwarf district, but they just followed persistently and did nothing..
These toxic guys seem to be trying to figure out my every move and find out where I go and who I meet, which makes me feel even more disgusted..
"hmm? Isn't he Gin's friend? Yes, Eldmia. It was Eldmia Egar.?"
As I arrived at the store I remembered, and was wondering what to do if Mr. Balkun was not there last time, I heard a familiar voice..
Mr. Balkun, who was smoking a pipe in front of the entrance to the blacksmith shop inside the store I last met, saw me first and started talking to me..
"You don’t have long today? Did you come to look for some armor??"
Look at the words that come out of that confidence that there is no way a problem has already occurred with the product they sold. You have to do that to be called a dwarf..
"You have a very good memory, Mr. Balkun. He honestly thought you might not remember.."
I wondered if he had an incredible memory or a strong work ethic, but surprisingly, the answer that came out of his mouth was simple..
"Hehehe. It's hard to forget you just by looking at your size, but I can't forget you because Gin brought you here after seeing her face for the first time in a while. Okay, what's going on today??"
"I came to say thank you and also to check the condition of the equipment. Thanks to you, my life was saved.."
"Hoo? Can you talk about that in detail? Very interesting."
As someone who has an incredibly noble hobby of saving rookies with crappy equipment, he seemed to be interested in the story of how his weapon worked well, but in fact, there were many things he couldn't talk about, so there wasn't much he could tell him..
'I was picking off a guy who was under a fucking curse, but your sword has good compatibility with magic, so I was able to kill him using new technology.' How to say the same thing.
In the end, the only thing I could say out loud was that even though I blocked a lot of magic with my sword, I was fine. Anyway, it's not a big mistake to say that attack magic, just magic power, or adding load to the sword is similar..
Fortunately, Balkun seemed to be more pleased with the fact that he thought I had truly helped him than with the insignificant content..
"Hehehehe. Good! I like the fact that my sword worked well, and I also like the fact that you came and told me that you wanted to greet me like this.!"
"It's no different from a lifesaver, of course.."
"Hehehe. He was a warrior with very enlightened thoughts! The young friend's posture is very desirable! Give it to me! I'll take a look at my condition right now.!"
Mr. Balkun, who said that a compliment can make even a whale dance, instantly became in high tension, smiled and took the sword from me and began to check its condition. Thanks to this, I had the opportunity to observe what the process of examining the dwarven weapon, which is said to combine magic and alchemy, looks like..
Mr. Balkun, who took the sword, put his hand on the blade and held still for about 30 seconds??
Suddenly the blade shimmered like mercury and lost its shape.!
"Oh my goodness, I've heard that it's made with magic and alchemy, but this is beyond my imagination.?"
"Do you have a wizard friend? Warriors who see each other for the first time make a fuss because their weapons are shattered.."
Mr. Balkun's eyes are extremely serious as he examines what was once a trembling blade with a chuckle..
"But in this case, you don't have to worry about repairs as long as you leave it to the dwarven craftsmen, right??"
"Hmm... I don't really have much to explain to people who don't know what's going on, so I'm not sure if they'll understand, but if you're serious about it, this is the form of mana that this sword has. If I were to compare it, should I say it is something like the human soul??"
"I understood it right away. Then, in the end, repairs have to fix the body, not the soul, so this process can only fix parts related to magic.."
"That's accurate. On the other hand, the magical parts given to the equipment can only be fixed in this way. It's called a design circuit, but it's not that important to the average person anyway.."
For a moment, I thought that with that skill, I would be able to destroy equipment as if it were a meal under the condition that the enemy has dwarven equipment, but considering that even a craftsman like Mr. Balkun needs to warm up for 30 seconds, I don't think it's at a level that can be used in actual combat..
"reel? Why are you using all your skills in a place like this??"
I was looking at the sight, completely entranced by the amusing sight. Suddenly, I heard a strange voice from behind me that seemed to have gone through a transformation, and when I turned my head, I saw a young dwarf standing in the store with his hands in his pockets in a grumpy manner. I was passing through and entering the blacksmith shop. However, contrary to his youthful appearance, not only was he armed with weapons that clearly belonged to an adventurer, but his bare, hairy feet wearing nothing indicated that he was of a completely different race..
This is a race called halfling in some fantasy settings on Earth, which I only heard about from Asilier..
"What you looking at? First time seeing Halffoot?"
Of course, the name halffoot, which is given because it is half the size of a human, is a very rude and racially discriminatory statement because it is a name purely from a human perspective..
"To be exact, this was my first time seeing a full ring calling itself a halffoot.."
I, who had received an excellent education from Asilier, could not make such discriminatory remarks, so when I made a proper comment, he suddenly turned with a straight face, put out both hands, and bowed in a very polite greeting..
"You were the one who learned this. There are so many uneducated people in the world that I committed a huge act of disrespect. Hey pudgy guy! If a person like this was here, they should have hung a sign in front of the store.!"
"As soon as the little guy came again, he was in trouble.."
Contrary to the thought that his attitude was very pleasant, Mr. Balkun just rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue..
"Huh? Are you going to give a damn to your friend who came in because he was worried that something had happened because there were some strange idiots outside there watching? Jiraaaal?"
"what's out there?"
"There was one? Four idiots who believe that they are completely disguised as ordinary people. Hey, I thought they lit the furnace with the glow from their eyes.."
Does putting both hands in front of your eyes and moving your fingers symbolize a flame? He was also quite a pleasant man. But what was said is not pleasant.
"Ah, it's because of me. This has caused some misunderstanding.."
I was briefly distracted by the amazing sight, and concerns that I had put aside started creeping back up again. Then the man in the pool raised a question with a very strange expression..
"A nobleman? Oops! My name is Shadow Foot. Of course, it's a pseudonym, but it's been a long time since I've used my name to others, so it's no different from my name anymore, so I'd like you to do it.!"
"Nice to meet you, Shadow Foot. My name is Eldmia Egar. I heard that being able to call oneself by a title other than one's name is a great honor among Poolings. You seem to be a very skilled scout.."
"oh my god! You pudgy boy! It's a dragon! Seeing your wisdom, the dragon has appeared.!"
After all, Asilier's education becomes her blood and flesh. Even though he says that, the way he bangs my calf is the way an adult treats an absolutely amazing child. As if such behavior was not particularly new, Mr. Balkun clicked his tongue and frowned as if trying to concentrate on examining my sword..
"what! Even if the joke stops here, you are a very rare friend! It's a very pleasant meeting! I love my feet heading here today! It's always been that way! Hahaha!"
"This is the first time in my life that I have met Fulling in person, so this new encounter is very pleasant. Are they all as cheerful as shadow feet??"
"If Pulling had done everything like that, the demons would have been disgusted and returned to their territory.."
Judging by Mr. Balkun's reaction, I don't think so. But the crazy high tension shadow feet just laugh.
"But even if you look at them favorably, aren't they being friendly? I don't think they're just gangsters either.."
"You are correct. I had to catch them all and get rid of them, but I couldn't figure out how to do it, so I just put them on the back and moved them around, and I ended up here.."
"Jokcheo? Those four?"
"haha. With just four, whose nose would you put it on? We need to rob the base.."
"Hahahaha! It's exciting! He looks as manly as he looks! I'll help you!"
"Hahaha...yes?"
When I asked back with a dumbfounded expression, the shadow foot slapped my knee and answered cheerfully..
"He said he would help! In my life, I've met only a handful of such pleasant human friends, and if that pudgy boy shows off his skills without hesitation and takes care of his weapons, Ega seems to have a pretty pleasant life! Let me help you! Wouldn’t it be enough to dig up those behind them in moderation? Sounds fun.!"
"It's starting again."
oh my god.
This guy, I can't keep up with the tension and development.!
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