Chapter 33. Giggs, the owner of Lawton Blacksmith Shop, said he was going to raise a dog
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To begin with, Lawton Blacksmith didn’t make anything other than swords, so there weren’t many customers and there wasn’t much to do. Like other places, they would have made and sold some iron-using items, or at least made harnesses, and sold them on the top of Polun, but Giggs’ stubbornness wouldn’t allow that.
It was inevitable because I lived my whole life with the thought that I could make a decent living doing what I wanted to do, but there was always a reason for people to be busy and make money.
So there was no reason for sword makers to be busy in the capital Kairisis, where there was no war and no barbarians nearby.
“A guest has arrived!”
One day, when I was having a leisurely day, the child I had been pampering by giving him pocket money came in excitedly and said this. Giggs’ eyes widened when he saw the person coming in behind the child.
A tall girl who was quite tall for her age, wearing a black leather vest, white shirt, and dark brown pants. There was nothing in particular that caught Geeks’ attention up to that point, but the sword hanging from his waist did not.
Isn’t he a geek who knows everything else but knows a sword well? At first glance, it was a very heavy and very good quality sword.
The girl took a step forward and stood in front of Giggs.
He was a geek with nothing to do and all he knew was working with metal, but he still had a knack for it. Isn’t there only one girl in this Kairisis, no, in this Kairisis, who can carry that heavy of a sword like that without a care in the world?
“Are you sure you are Duke Siegfried?”
So I asked this carefully.
“That’s right.”
As soon as he saw the girl quietly nodding her head as she answered in a low voice that perfectly suited her expressionless face, which made her round eyes stand out even more, Giggs’ waist sank.
I don’t know why these big guys keep coming to this corner store in the alley that smells like metal, but in any case, it’s hard to talk to them even once for the rest of their lives. Aren’t they the heirs of a duke, the second highest rank after the royal family?
Moreover, regardless of the status of the person, there was no one who would not want to meet the small duke, even among those who made weapons on this street.
Just being Siegfried’s successor is already an object of envy, and not long ago, he became the protagonist of a great romance that was talked about on and off. When he detained the second prince and put pressure on Brisen to find his fiancé, his courage, ability to act, and confidence were sky-high.
So, in many ways, there is a person standing in front of us who could be the idol of Geeks.
“It is an honor for the family to meet you, Duke.”
That’s why Geeks posted such a sincere greeting.
In fact, when I found out the identity of Calian who came to visit me about a month ago, I was so surprised that I couldn’t remember if I even greeted him. But anyway, I gave a proper greeting now.
Demirea responded with a silent nod, took a look around, and then opened her mouth.
“I was a little tired, but I was told to come here once, so I came.”
It was respectful.
Demirea did not speak ill of anyone unless they were members of her family. Of course, the same was true for Jan, who received the same education from Serie.
However, Giggs, who had no way of knowing that, became even more sad and stuttered his answer. I had forgotten to think about who it was that might have said those words to Demirea.
“Yes, yes. I will take a look.”
At these words, Demirea unsheathed her sword and handed it to Giggs.
Because it was as heavy as he thought, Giggs briefly held his breath. It was an incredible amount of weight for even Siegfried to have been tied around the waist of a young girl.
Giggs, who carefully pulled out the sword and examined it, tilted his head. Then, he raised and lowered the sword a few times, grabbed the handle, examined something, and asked.
“Um… Little Duke. Are you taking off the original blade and using a new blade?”
“you’re right.”
Demirea smiled slightly as she answered this.
I thought it was a good idea to heed Calian’s words to pay attention to this place if the sword got damaged.
As Giggs said, the weight of the sword has been increased a lot recently. However, now that sword had been reassembled so perfectly that even Demirea could not feel it. Since he noticed it right away, it was clear that he had a different sense of perspective.
Giggs, who had been examining the sword for a while, opened his mouth.
“I… I don’t know if I can say this, but I think it must have been a little uncomfortable to use because the center of gravity of the blade and the handle were a little mismatched compared to the damaged blade.”
This too was accurate.
That was partly why I got various injuries on my hands after increasing the weight. That’s what happened as I tried to control the sword’s movements, which kept getting pushed out of my hand, with strength.
Giggs, who spoke as if he had seen this happen, spoke again to Demirea, who just nodded quietly.
“Do you mind if I add a new handle while I am repairing the blade?”
I asked this question because I thought there must be a reason for continuing to use the original handle, and Demirea, who had thought about Giggs’ words for a bit, nodded and answered.
“Yes. I will ask you to join me.”
In fact, I was sad to throw away a handle that had a good blade, so I kept using the same handle with different blades, but at this point, I thought it would be a good idea to try a new one.
After hearing those words, Giggs bowed his head slightly and then spoke.
“It will take about a day, Little Duke. Once it’s done, I’ll bring it to the Duke’s residence.”
“Shouldn’t we leave the store? I’ll be back around this time tomorrow.”
Giggs, who found out that the Duke of Duchess was handsome, talented, and of a status comparable to the royal family, but treated his subordinates with respect and was full of consideration, said Giggs, literally not knowing what to do.
“There is nothing to do, Duke.”
I was momentarily embarrassed, but I was so happy that I came out with a very sincere voice.
Demirea, looking at Giggs with a bright red face, laughed softly again. He then looked around the store one more time, picked up a knife lying nearby, looked at it, and said.
“Do you make all the items here yourself?”
For a moment, Giggs almost laughed without even realizing it. This is because Calian asked the same question when he visited this place.
“Yes, Duke. I made them all.”
Demirea looked at Giggs, who was good at it and said he had nothing to do, for a moment, then nodded silently and said.
“I would appreciate it if you would come to me tomorrow with the sword.”
He changed his mind about coming in person.
Since there was nothing to do but a visit to the duke’s residence, Giggs answered that he would do so with a good face.
And the next day, I was told that it would be a good idea to take on a job specializing in making and repairing the swords used by the knights of the Duke Siegfried, who had a huge need to use swords. Giggs shouted his thanks on the spot.
It was a moment when my life goal, which was to make a living while doing what I wanted to do and making a decent living, changed a little.
* * *
Bet.
I did it because it was fun rather than because winning or losing was important. Almost all of them won, and almost all of them didn’t get paid. This was because the purple-eyed crown prince who lived somewhere refused to pay the penny every time, using the excuse that he had forgotten the details of the bet.
Anyway, one day a very long time ago, we made a bet about whether it would rain or Kirie’s height. And recently, I made a bet with Jan as well.
Thanks to this, you may or may not know that a baby elephant born from the blood of the two great knight families of Kairis is growing up and crying every morning when it sees its height growing little by little.
“If you just pass by, I will teach you a technique that Lord Siegfried used. If you can’t do it, you can go to the 5th floor.”
like this.
Even against Plantz, he was proposing a bet that wasn’t a bet.
Wasn’t it Plantz, who once brought up this story to Calian and had one of the continent’s best black horses taken away? That’s why Plantz frowned a bit after hearing Calian’s words.
No matter how much you say you won’t manifest Auras, aren’t the physical abilities themselves obviously different now that you have Auras inside you? Therefore, it was obvious that I would be at a disadvantage if I accepted it, and I didn’t want to give up the technique of informing them if I didn’t accept it.
Plantz, who was momentarily weighing both facing Randel and Sleiman’s technique, briefly opened his mouth.
“sun.”
Calian grinned as if he knew that would happen. At the same time, Planz swung his sword.
– Boom!
It was Kalian who always struck first.
It disappeared without a sound and then suddenly jumped out and lashed out with its sword, either in front or behind.
Plantz, who had not forgotten that, attacked first, and Calian, who had not yet erased his smile, twisted his waist to avoid the sword.
The dark-colored sword, without losing its sharp momentum, changed direction. Then, a sharp wind blew as if it was trying to scratch Calian’s side.
– Ugh!
After dodging two attacks, a sword of dark red light created only with magic power without aura appeared. Calian gently stretched out his arm and pushed away Planz’s sword, which was aimed at his waist, and kicked his foot.
Although he said he wouldn’t use Aurors, that didn’t mean he would take care of Plants, so Calian’s appearance gave the illusion of a small wave and he sped up.
Plantz, who had recovered the sword by twisting it, changed its direction with the force of its body to continue rotating. In an instant, he stood in the opposite direction, stretched out one foot, and thrust out his sword.
– Kaang!
Calian’s sword, which had already moved backwards to attack, was blocked and made a sharp sound.
A dark red sword dripping with darkness. A muted sword that does not reflect light at all. As the two swords crossed, red eyes and light green eyes glowed, seemingly similar or dissimilar.
As soon as the swords that were in contact fell, a ray of deadly and ink-colored blades that sharply cut through the wind rushed forward together. Calian did not dodge either of them, but raised his sword and struck them down.
– Kaaaang!
Then he rushed in front of Planz and swung his sword. Calian’s voice was heard by Plantz, who quickly turned the handle to block the sword.
“Don’t show your life in front of the knights.”
I was saying this because it would not be good for Planz’s sword skills to be passed on to the Marquis, whether or not he was good enough to handle life and death.
Instead of answering, Planz’s murderous tone became even stronger. It means that you feel annoyed because you are not allowed to do anything as you wish.
– Kaang! Kang!
After blocking the downward strike from above, the sword returns and slashes horizontally. Calian, who felt that the energy was quite sharp, smiled slightly and kicked the floor.
The wind rose at the tip of the sword, which was swung without a target to cut. Calian’s appearance, which should have been standing in front of the wind, disappeared in an instant. Planz, who was now accustomed to this speed, turned his sword back and extended it towards the right.
– Boom!
But this time again, Planz missed Kalyan’s movement. Before he knew it, Calian had turned around again and was about to strike Plantz with his sword from behind. Feeling that energy, Planz quickly twisted his waist and lifted his dark-colored sword horizontally to block the sword falling on his head.
Plantz, who retrieved the raised sword and took a bite, lowered his sword, aiming for Calian’s shoulder.
– Kaaaang! Kang! Kaang!
Calian, who felt that he had good sense, raised his sword from bottom to top. Planz tightened his hands and held the sword in response to the attack, which was lighter than Demirea’s but felt like a sufficiently heavy blow.
At the same time, the sword disappeared from Calian’s hand.
Instead of trying to overcome the power of the spinning sword like he had done when dealing with the wolves of the Great Desert, he simply got rid of the sword.
– Ugh!
The remade sword was extended this time, aiming for Plantz’s side. Plantz quickly moved his feet to avoid the sword, and instead of getting annoyed by Calian’s attack method, which he saw for the first time, he focused a little more on the tip of the sword.
Planz, who pushed away Calian’s sword as it was recovered, kicked his foot. Then, he slightly lowered his head and passed under the radius of the swinging sword, holding the sword firmly held horizontally, and attempted to cut Calian’s waist once again.
– Kaang! Kang!
Calian put his foot back and blocked the attack with his sword held vertically. The corners of Calian’s mouth quirked up once more at a fairly bold attack that penetrated into the opponent’s attack radius.
When Planz, who passed by Calian and turned back, tried to raise the sword he was holding diagonally.
Calian, who was clearly standing with his back to me, suddenly kicked the floor from his spot. And once again it disappeared before my eyes.
‘left.’
The sound of footsteps and footsteps was heard from the left. And the sound of a collar rubbing was heard a little behind.
Planz narrowed his eyes slightly and extended his sword straight ahead. At the same time, a slightly regrettable thought occurred to me.
ah.
It should have been blocked, not attacked.
Calian’s sword, which extended a little faster than Plantz’s, cut Plantz’s neck with a swipe. It felt as if blood was gushing from a slight cut. And then
– one of the cords that fastened Sarak
Kalian’s sleeves was cut sharply and fell to the floor.
