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Chapter 62: The New Table

Lutz, Claudia, and Donkey moved to the fortified city.

Things that could be moved from the old workshop were moved, and things that couldn't be moved, such as the furnace, were newly made, and finally the appearance as a swordsmith workshop was completed.

"Well, let's make something suitable to acclimatize the furnace."

Lutz said happily while looking around the new workshop.

Since doing the big job of creating Amaterasu, the desire to create that has dried up has returned. I am more than happy about that.

Creativity, this is really a craftsman's cry. Without it, there is no way to move, and it is not something that can be easily replenished. When you have a mountain of things to do but no motivation to create, you are in a contradictory situation: you are in a hurry to get things done, but you are also in a hurry to change your mind.

I feel motivated. Oh, how wonderful it is.

There are many artists who have a habit of moving around, but now I feel like I can understand their feelings a little more. It's a small price to pay for a change in environment and a boost in creativity.

It's just troublesome to move, and he said that it would be fine if the blacksmith had the minimum space necessary, but once he had a larger space, he was glad he had it, so humans are selfish things.

Several rooms on the second floor are used as warehouses. I also checked the firmness of the bed. Everything is fine.

A fixed number of iron and charcoal are supplied by the count's family each month. I understood why anyone would want to be in the employ of a nobleman. If you don't have enough, you can always buy more.

"I'm going to make it out of habit, with no particular theme in mind. I think I'll just fold it three times. ......"

The hot steel is beaten to remove impurities, and the stretched steel is folded and beaten again. This is a necessary process in sword making, and the more it is done, the more pure the steel becomes. However, if practicality is the only consideration, folding the steel three times was sufficient.

It's okay to fail because I'm just checking the comfort of using the smithy without stretching my shoulders and elbows. Only when I hit it in such a mood, the result is not bad.

Leaving one spot open and closing all the other windows, Lutz focused on a single light source and looked closely at the blade of the sword. It was neither heavy nor light. The blade's crest rippled violently. The sharpness was perfect.

Although it was inferior to the top swords such as the Amaterasu and the Demon Wailing Sword, it could be rated at least first-class and a half. Although it could not be used as a gift between nations, it was good enough to be used as a souvenir for the nobility.

It was not enough to ask Patrick to do it, so I prepared the scabbard and handle myself for the first time in a while. They are all black as usual.

What should I do about the name, or should I just leave it out?

"I'm home"

I heard Claudia's slow voice.

"Hey hey Lutz-kun. Did you ever cry because you were lonely?"

"I was a good boy and stayed home, please praise me."

While laughing while saying something like that, Claudia's gaze turned to the sword on the work table.

"Oh, you've finished it. Can I see it?"

"It’s fine. I've got the nail fitted tight, so you can swing it."

A merchant's gaze licks the blade of the sword. The sharpness, the beauty, the value. A price seems to have been put in her head.

"...it's not bad"

"I guess that's how I feel."

"No, no, it's really not bad. However, recently I've seen a series of insanely great swords, so my senses are just paralyzed, but I think it's a good sword."

"Sure, there might be a place for that."

A sword that doesn't have any features but is easy to use, what's wrong with that? Rather, ordinary and high quality may be the ideal form of a sword.

"If someone who isn't used to seeing swords sees this one, they'll drool and open their wallet."

"If you say that much..."

“Lutz-kun, can you entrust this guy to me? I will sell it for five......or even eight gold coins."

“Is it going to be that expensive?”

If it is made at the request of a nobleman, and the decoration and magic enchantment are perfect, the price will go through the roof, I understand that far. However, it was a little surprising that it would be sold to ordinary citizens and merchants for eight gold coins.

Before he lived with Claudia, before he met Gerhard, no matter how much he made swords, he couldn't sell them, so Lutz didn't really understand that feeling.

“Right now, weapons are getting more and more attention. People are starting to realize the value of swords as gifts. If it’s a good weapon, especially a rumored sword, they will happily buy it even if it’s a little higher than the market price. ”

Claudia lost her home and citizenship because she was once treated as a sinner, and she had been unable to engage in the merchant activities of selling goods in the city.

She has now returned to the city with the approval of the count's family and has been granted citizenship. Moreover, she is the wife of a blacksmith in the family. This would expand the scope of her business. She could even open a store in the market.

The reason why Claudia was out that day was to go to the city's Chamber of Commerce and Industry to greet them.

"Is there really that much demand ......"

Lutz's face was still a bit confused.

"Well, there's a wide range of choices, from merchants looking for souvenirs to adventurers who want to be popular with women with trendy weapons."

"So that’s why."

"I want to be popular, that's the reason why I'm an adventurer. Isn't Ricardo-san also like that?"

"I feel bad thinking that."

“As long as he's happy, I'm fine with it!"

Falling in love with the illusions that a spectral sword presents, Claudia says, is also life.

"Then, Clau, I'll leave it with you. Sell it however you like."

“Does it have an engraving on it? If it has the added value of being a masterpiece of a sword maker in the family of a count, it will sell for a higher price.”

"I'm not going to do that. It's not so much the best that I can offer with confidence. It's a really difficult sword to evaluate."

Claudia nodded and pulled the sword out of its sheath and showed it to him. After all, it's not bad.

"By the way, there is one thing that bothers me..."

Lutz asked.

“The reason is that I've started a new life as the Count's personal attendant, but I haven't gone to greet the Count, and I haven't received any requests from him. I'm sure Gerhard-san will call me if something happens."

“The Count would be in the royal capital. I hear he's busy fleecing the king and the great nobility."

Pleasing a monkey is such a cruel way of saying it. Lutz didn't even deny it because she wasn't wrong.

"If he were to advance arms diplomacy in earnest, he would have taken Gerhard with him. When something happens, he’s in trouble if there is no person familiar with weapon creation."

"Because there are people who did it. Who is responsible for giving the five-letter light attribute to the Coalition?"

Is it Marquis Eldenberger who made a cheap guarantee?

Is it Lutz who struck the sword?

Is it Djoser who came up with the idea of ​​using the Eye of the High king?

Or is it Gerhardt's fault who finished the enchantment?

If you go back further, is it the fault of the person who caused the war?

"I don't know whose fault it is. But I do know whose responsibility it is."

Claudia was still smiling, but only her eyes were shining sharply.

"Escape with two people is an option, maybe you should keep it in the corner of your mind."

"... I will do my best to prevent that from happening."

Claudia didn't quite understand why Lutz had a gloomy face. It was hard to explain that it was because Lutz had also had a lousy fantasy before.

"No, it's nothing. The point is that we should all get along."

"Hmmm ......?"

I'm not sure, but it's not something I want to pursue, and Lutz doesn't seem to be in the mood for it, so I decide to end this conversation here.

“Let’s not talk for a long time in a place like this, let’s have a meal. I bought scraps of meat. One of these days, I'd like to celebrate Lutz's career.”

Saying that, Claudia headed to the kitchen with the sword in her hand. Lutz was idly thinking while following her shaking buttocks with his eyes.

……It’s a great new life. I have to think about not only the bad things, but also the bright future.

I changed my mind and stood up. Warm soup with meat awaits, that's all you have to think about right now.

The next day. The sword was floated to the marketplace, and was to have no small impact on the lives of those who picked it up.

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