"How can I say that I said, "What should I say?"

　I don't have much trouble being put around so as not to sell weapons.Fluorocarbons muttered dumbfoundedly to Ray, who said so.
　But Ray shakes his head slightly at Fluorocarbons and Brassos.

"I didn't expect this particular incident,"

　As for spears, they just happened to have something left in the item box that they had obtained from thieves during the rank-up examination, and daggers were also taken out of their hawk's claws when they came to Gilm City, or bought casually when they were strolling around the city.

"... and Pamidor. What are you going to do, Ray says?"
"Blasso?"

　Ray turns a mysterious face to Brasso, who approaches Pamidor with a grin.
　However, Pamidor does not seem to care about Ray's appearance and smiles like Brasso.
　The smile should have been described as if he had been plotting mischief, but with his original strong face, it seemed as if a bandit had planned to attack a group of merchants.

"... Pamidor, you'd better understand that your face is a little more like a thief."
"Ah? Well, here.Fluorocarbons, I suppose you had such a thief-faced smith strike your sword!"

　It was a terrible Pamidor, but maybe he's already used to it, Fluorocarbons lightly shrug their shoulders and pass.
　After glaring at him lightly, Pamidor turns to Ray again.

"Ray, that's it was it.Don't worry. No matter how many Bornters run arms stores in the city of Gilm, we... no, I'm not under him.You don't have to listen to such foolish orders."

　Ray opens his eyes to those words.

"No, wait a minute.It may not be true that he is a subordinate of Bornter, but as I have just said, he is in charge of the arms business in the city of Gillum, and if you go against him, you will be better off."
"Well, I've just come to this town of Gillum.That's nothing to do with it.They forge whatever they want and sell it to the person they agree with.I came all the way to the town of Gilm on the frontier to do business like that."
"That's very kind of you, but if you do business with me, you won't be able to have an arms dealer buy you the goods?"
"Oh, my customers aren't just arms dealers, I mean, there are more people who deal directly with me like them."

　Ray laughs bitterly at Pamidor, who insists that he is a stubborn craftsman.

"Stupid, I wish I had been wrapped in a long one,"
"Yes, don't be silly.If you want to do business like that, you don't have to go out of your way to this frontier.I came to the town of Gilm because I thought my weapons and armour would help people in the frontier against the threat of monsters."
"...oh, do as you please.He's a man of things."

　Ray muttered and breathed, but Pamidor's eyes on Ray told him, "You are the same."

(Now, with the cooperation of Pamidor, there was no need to rely more on other arms dealers.Then what should I do with Bornter... should I have left him alone the other day, though I had left him then because I believed that he would not let him interfere any more?But since I had already done something by hand in that matter, if I ever did harm to Bornter again, I might be fired.if you believe Dusker's words, you don't have to worry about them, but you can't underestimate Bornter's power of money. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　When he decides what to do, he turns to Pamidor again.

"Would you show me a knife for stripping the material."Huh? I don't care...Before that, show me what you're using now.I'd like to see if I can fix it before I buy a new one."

　Ray follows his words and takes the iron knife he always uses to strip the material from the mistling.At the same time, he also holds out a Misril knife he always wears inside the Dragon Robe.

"Oh, hey, this is..."

　Pamidor is dumbfounded to see the value of a misril knife at a glance.Both Fluorocarbons and Brasso are also staring at Ray with surprise because it was the first time they had seen him holding a misril knife.His gaze was entirely on the mislyl knife, and he did not look at the ordinary iron knife which he had taken out at the same time.

"""Like peeling off materials with magic items."What luxury?"
"Yes, and the misrils used in this knife are of a very high quality.and that would be enough to be the family treasure of some noble family.Ray, where did you get this misery knife?"

　In Blaso's words, Ray told us his usual set-up.

"As a farewell to the master,"
"...how much of a disciple's departure, to give him an item box or this mystery knife as a parting gift...is he a great man or a fool?No, I don't think it's stupid to think that he's actually got a student like Ray, so he's a big shot."

　Listening to Pamidor's half-dumb voice, Ray, who saw his gaze fixed on a mislyl knife, returns to his sheath and puts it into the Dragon Robes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...."

　Pamidor and Brasso joined forces regretfully, but regardless of this, they offered the iron knife which had not yet been finished.

"I certainly don't use that misril knife very often.Basically, I use this iron knife to dismantle and strip it off, and this is the only way I can use it when it comes to stripping."
`... well,'

　With a low groan -- that alone would feel intimidated by the general public -- he received Ray's iron knife and checked it out.

"It's... pretty well used.It is well-maintained considering that.Do you take care of it yourself?"
"Yes, but I wipe it with water and cloth after the stripping, or sharpen it with a whetstone at night."
"No, that's enough.A lot of young people nowadays think that it's just a disposable thing, even if it's cheap thing.This tendency is particularly strong among adventurers who are indulged in by nobles in the central government, but they are well maintained in comparison."

(Is the aristocracy a hobby and adventurer?Well, when you think of war, it's better than those who don't even try to improve their skills.)

　muttered inwardly, and turned his eyes to the knife which Pamidor had.

"It's the knife that I got when I came to the town of Gilm.It's useful because it's easy to use."

　To be exact, it was right that he had taken it out of the hawk's claws, but... it was a sloppy ray.

"Well, well, yes.As an amateur, it is well-maintained, but there are still many deficiencies from my profession.I'll brush it up instead of saying hello.Wait a minute."

　He said so, and as he walked into the blacksmith's shop in the back, he saw him off and turned his head towards Braso to say something."

"Just now!"

　The door was opened, and a loud, cheerful voice echoed into the workshop.

"Oh, it's Ray! I knew right away because there's Seto outside! He came to see me like I said before!"

　The owner of the voice catches Ray's gaze in the studio and runs toward the person he wants and grabs at him."Oops!"

　That person, Ray, who is a 10-year-old boy and looks sharp, stays there holding him in his arms.

"It's been a long time.How have you been?"
"Yeah! But it's too late to come to see you! If you'd come earlier, you could have had a drink."

　He smirks and caresses his head with a wry smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, but I'm still an adventurer.I have work to do.You see, don't you remember them?"

　He changed his position and turned to Fluorocarbons and Brasso, whereupon he paused for a moment and reopened his mouth.

"Oh! Fluorocarbons and Uncle Brasso.Do you both want to see your father? I knew Ray and his brother!"
"Oh, I hope you're always fine.I should like you to share your energy with me."
`You're saying something very old, considering you're called my sister,'
"Oh, I think it's better than my uncle's Brasso."
"I don't really care if she's called an aunt... or an uncle?"

　Auntie. When Fluorocarbons hear the word, they twitch their cheeks and smile at their mouths.--however, the smile should have been called Hannya's smile.

"Blasso, did you just say something? I think I heard something strange in my sleep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
"Well, what shall I do?"because he's an old man.I don't remember very well."

　While we talk to each other, there is a certain tense atmosphere around us.
　Ray gasped again at the sight and tried to distance himself from them with Kmito...

"Don't fight! You two are always like this.Say something to me, too, Ray."

　Kmito jumps out and stands between Fluorocarbons and Brasso, and then turns his eyes to Ray.

"Nevertheless,That's their usual conversation, so you don't have to worry about it."
"But it's a fight. I have to stop it."
"No, I don't call this a fight.It's more like a kind of joke.Have you ever seen Seto rub his head so often?"
"...I don't know.I've hardly played with Seto yet."

　Kumito, who says this with a sharp mouth, is more honest than stopping Fluorocarbons and Blaso than expressing his dissatisfaction with Seto.Then Fluorocarbons and Blaso, who are called jesting, lower their fists and let out a sigh.

"Ray, we don't really play with each other..."
"Yes, I have no intention of doing so,"

　The two of us opened our mouths at the right time.Seeing them, Kmito turns his head in wonder.

"But it fits perfectly, doesn't it?"
"'Gut... '
"Hahaha, did you come to make me laugh, Kmito? Are you back?"

　Pamidor, who came out laughing from the blacksmith's office, stroked Kmito violently on the head.At the same time, he threw the knife in the scabbard he had in his left hand towards Ray.

"Hell me, I've kept it in good.Come here again if you lose your sharpness."

　He took the thrown knife and put it straight into the mistling with a small smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm saved.I'll use it immediately when I peel off the material from Harpy."
"You must use the tools.It's not just a tool that's displayed."

　After hearing Pamidor's words, Ray turns his eyes to Brasso and Fluorocarbons.

"So what do you do about dismantling the harpies in the mountains? They're in the item box, so they won't rot, but if you still want to peel the material, you should do it quickly, right?"
"Well, that's right.But it's already dark outside."

　Blasso, muttering, opened the door of the workshop and looked outwards.
　It was originally dusk when he came to the workshop, and it was quite dark outside while he was talking to Pamidor and sharpening his knife.

"Then tomorrow?"
"Oh, I've got something to do from tomorrow afternoon."

　Ray interrupts Fluorocarbons apologizing, but Fluorocarbons and Blaso look at each other as if there were no problems.

"There are about ten harpies themselves, and we shall be able to manage them in the morning.But there's no place.Harpy's figure is so simple that if you disassemble him in a careless place, he will be reported to the Knights."

　Fluorocarbons exhale with sighs.Her torso and face were human women.If someone else sees you dismantling such a monster, it's likely to be misunderstood.

"Then shall we dismantle it outside the city... a little further away?"
"Well, that's the best thing to do.If you're close to the city, it's likely that you'll be misinterpreted by a merchant or something who's about to enter the city."

　It was when Brasso said so.The first thing I noticed was Ray, who looked sharp at the studio door and picked up a knife that had just been stored in the mistling.Sensing the situation, Fluorocarbons reaches for the sword on his back, and Brasso moves to the side to protect Kmito, perhaps because he understands that the hammer of the earth tremors is unfit to swing here.
　Kumito looks around with a face that he doesn't understand what's going on, and Pamidor takes a small hammer in the workshop, twisting his stern face viciously.

"Kumito, go to the blacksmith's."
"What? Yes!"Following Pamidor's words, Kumito looked anxiously at his father's face for a moment and went into the background.
　And in that moment...

"Hey, are you here!"

　Opening the door of the workshop, he rushed in to see Murt, a man who was bleeding from several parts of his body and had an arrow stuck in his left shoulder.