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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 403

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"It's relaxing."

Thanks to Seneran leading the Master to Ogwen, showing off his acting skills that can be said to be no-nonsense warriors, the biggest schedule of my day was suddenly emptied, and I rolled on my bed, greeting a late morning for the first time in a while. It was a leisure time that I enjoyed stroking the Leica that clung to me without fail, but perhaps because I was so used to moving around, it wasn't particularly comfortable..

Since I had no intention of lounging around all day anyway, I got up and started getting ready to go out. I had already enjoyed four days of leisure after Seneran left, so I needed to get moving today..

Although I wasn't able to meet Shadow Foot, I received a letter from him who relayed the story saying that he had obtained the potion and sent it to me by mail. Even though there was a self-destruct saintess' bead potion, it was not designed to be used in small amounts depending on the severity of the wound, so it was very good news to me..

In addition, today was also the day that some of the troops on the front line were said to be returning to the capital to participate in the operation to recapture Levien, and I had promised to watch their return with Cheryl, so I hurriedly finished the preparations and was now very anxious. I left the house after drinking a cup of Tie's coffee, which I had become accustomed to..

"LD...? Why are you carrying an ax??"

"Oh, I'm going to show it to Mr. Balkun and get some advice.."

Asilier, who was leisurely enjoying tea with Tier, reacted to my answer with a look of disbelief, but was convinced when she saw that she was wearing work clothes and not wearing protective gear. It seemed that she was once again in a position similar to that of a colt with no reins released, but as soon as she went outside, it was an accident, so she accepted her disbelief graciously and headed towards the dwarf district..

I thought about going out on horseback, but I knew it would be a hassle later when I went around with Sheryl, so I just walked a little faster and arrived in the dwarf district, where heat was radiating out from all directions so much that it put winter to shame..

It looks like the Dwarf District is also in the off-season as adventurers take a break, but it is much busier with orders like repairs coming in all at once. It would be better if repairs were done on a regular basis, but the vast majority of adventurers have a strange belief that it is cheaper to repair them all at once at the end of the day than to inspect and repair them frequently, so I do not see scenes like this. It never changed during my time in the capital..

And Mr. Balkun's workshop was no different. Now that I was familiar with the greeting, I went inside and saw that there was a lot more stock piled up than the last time I saw it. I was sick of it all..

Mr. Balkun, who was actually involved, felt that it was more painful to have to repair items that were too crude by his standards than the amount of work..

"I didn't know there were so many adventurers in the capital.."

"There were a lot more crowds than usual because of the orcs. Thanks to you, I'm so busy every day.."

The problem was the Orc Gate. I was reasonably convinced by this, and while we were exchanging the potion and money, Mr. Balkun's eyes fell on the ax hanging on my back and he asked a question as if he was interested..

"That's another fun weapon. Did you save it by writing this heroic story??"

What a fun weapon. Is it fun to just look at the axe because you're a dwarf? After hearing what he said, I realized that today was the first time I visited with an axe, so I nodded and showed it to him..

"To call it a heroic story is an understatement. They took it from a guy named Kakula, who the orcs called their warchief. They say it was originally used by a knight of Kelvast.."

"Heh, it looks like the driver had some drinks. But it seems my skills weren't very good. Being taken away by an orc."

"yes?"

When asked about the unexpected reaction, Mr. Balkun burst out laughing and motioned for the axe. I handed it to him without thinking, and he removed the accessory attached to the end of the ax handle as he was used to and showed me the inside..

There was something incomprehensible written in the place where it appeared naturally, as if I already knew what was there..

"Dwarven language. I read it as Margoulaz Buren. I am a craftsman who used to create works that focused more on enchantment, but I returned to clay a long time ago. Everyone knows that it is his work, as he proves it is his work with the unique pattern engraved on the blade of the weapon. Let's see... solidity and sharpness... it's a technique related to ownership. Like a person who was faithful to the basics."

Is that why it was so sturdy and tasteful??

I don't know what the relationship between ownership and magic is, but judging from the fact that there is no problem with using it right now and Mr. Balkun reacting as if nothing is wrong, it is probably insignificant..

"Is it also written what enchantment was engraved on??"

"He was a bit of a lazy genius. Dwarves usually remember what they did to the items they made with confidence, but this guy had none of that. Instead, he engraved his name and characteristics in places like this in case he ever had to do the repairs himself.."

After putting the attachment back firmly in place, Mr. Balkun looked around, nodded in satisfaction, and tried to hand the ax back to me..

"Well, it was made by a very talented person, so there is no problem even if an orc used it.."

"Well... you said you must have been drinking a lot....?"

"ah. He only gave the completed work to the person who won a drinking bet with him. Hahaha!"

He is truly an amazing man. Thanks to you, I learned that it was fun, but I didn't accept it right away because I had a different purpose today, which was to show him the axe..

"The only thing I came here was because I wanted to add something to that axe.."

"addition? I don't really recommend it though."

I was slightly relieved because the reaction did not seem to indicate any burden or resistance to touching the work of a dead craftsman. If the response was bad, I wouldn't have even been able to talk about it..

"Is there any Majanggeum left??"

I definitely realized this during this battle. It is necessary to engrave a homing instinct into an axe..

Fortunately, Mr. Balkun, the needle maker, quickly understood my intentions..

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Cheryl had already arrived at the meeting place after finishing her errand at Mr. Balkun's workshop..

"late."

As I saw a few days ago, my hair was braided over my left shoulder, so if only the back of my head was visible, I wouldn't have recognized you..

"It's not late."

However, even after seeing her face, I wondered for a moment whether it was really Sheryl. Usually, no matter how cold it was, she preferred to wear a fur cape rather than put on her clothes because she thought it would hinder her movements, but today she came out dressed up for the first time in a while..

Since this girl, who was naturally pretty, was dressed up, she definitely stood out. She looked strangely angry even when she was quiet, so it was a good thing that people avoided her on their own..

Otherwise, I would have had to deal with not only Cheryl but also the guards..

"By the way, I didn't know you would ask to watch something like this together. I know someone?"

"...It's not wrong at all. There are quite a few knights selected from our family.."

This is my first time hearing that story. Since the appointment time was originally set earlier than the soldiers' return schedule, we decided to warm up at a suitable store near the main street rather than shivering in the cold wind outside..

Although it wasn't as big as the Empire, there were still classy teahouses along the main road leading to the royal castle, so it didn't take long to find a suitable shop. I entered her store, took a seat by her window, and naturally continued the action of pulling out Cheryl's chair. She took off her coat, sat down, and looked at me with her strange gaze..

"Very skillful?"

"Well, it's obvious that you worked hard. I guess the house manager praised me for no reason.?"

I don't know how many people truly enjoy working, but I had fun working at the Ogatorp family. She hadn't even been there very long and she was already laughing at what felt like a distant memory to her. She pursed her lips and grumbled in displeasure at Cheryl..

"You could have been a knight instead of a butler."

"How many times do you say it? They say that training as a technician is of no use to my life except for about 30% of the time.."

It might be better if they were a family that produced mediocre helmets, but Ogatorf is a prestigious family of knights that is recognized even in the kingdom..

It is one of the cradles of knights where one learns everything except eating, washing, and sleeping, including learning swordsmanship, military science, politics, and culture, and provides education without hesitation to the extent that it will not interfere with one's work even if one suddenly becomes a commander or nobleman. It is no exaggeration to say that.

However, this is an education that is premised on ultimately being in a position to lead people. It's a far cry from the person I was, who aimed to live a life that was far from being treated well and wandering around alone..

I swear, it was more beneficial for me to work next to the owner, manage supplies, calculate money, figure out prices, and get to know people in business than to get that kind of education. It's a story that repeats itself every time I see it, but it seems like there's something really disappointing about seeing it like that, but I can't figure it out, so it just seems like a child's complaint, so it's just funny..

"Or should I become a knight with you and dedicate myself to the kingdom? It's a good thing if you don't cut off your senior's head for being a bitch.."

"...Ummmm."

The way she reacted as if she felt persuasiveness in some strange place overlapped with the distrustful look Asilier gave me in the morning..

I was a little disappointed to see him react like this when he trusted me when I trusted him, but when I thought about it, I didn't really have the right to be upset, so I decided to call an employee..

There were still 30 minutes left until the scheduled parade time, but even that was just a plan, so when cake and other refreshments were added, the corners of Cheryl's mouth rose..

The refreshments and coffee that came out after a short wait were definitely different from what I had tasted at the Imperial Academy. I couldn't tell if it was simply the difference in national power between the empire and the kingdom, or the aftermath of the long war..

And only after about an hour had passed did the long-awaited parade begin..