Chapter 33: 33 Bespoke

"Yes, yes, I'll open it now.

I speak to the door. Then the sound of knocking on the door stopped. With a big sigh, pull out "Kankaki". I'm on guard with the short sword that Thermia made yesterday behind me.

Slowly opening the door, the lady in the traveling costume stood there. Redhead hair is shortened and the body is covered with scratchy leather armor reinforced with metal (probably steel) the fortifications. I have a tool bag on my hips and two short swords down, and I guess my cape woven back carries a variety of tools in it. He's a lot taller, maybe about 180cm. With patchy eyes, he had a knife wound on his face.

"There you are."

When I speak up with a little face to face, the woman smiles and names.

"Are you the craftsman who's building Camilo's weapon? Atai is Helen."

"Exactly. I'm a blacksmith here, and I'm an elephant making weapons. Just come in."

"Oh. Thanks"

Guide them to a space in the workplace and lower their hips opposite the table they keep. Thermia hasn't lifted her guard all the way behind me. I know it's probably gonna be okay, but I left it there.

"In the meantime, I'm pretty sure you've come this far all by yourself, huh?

"Oh."

Nodding Helen. I look at Thermia in a chill. Samya nodded as well. I don't feel any signs around me either.

"Weren't you attacked by a wolf or something along the way?

"No? I saw something like a rabbit. That's cute."

Hmm. It's cute, but we ate it yesterday. Perhaps the wolves decided Helen was strong. Helen continues.

"So, it was hard to find this place, but I saw smoke, so I could come."

Oh, did you follow the smoke when you blew iron? Still, it's not a half-breed thing to get here, and you can see that this has fulfilled its promise.

"Well, I'll strike the sword as promised, but what do you want me to say?

When I said that, Helen took both her hips swords off each sheath and put them on the table.

"Atai is a mercenary now. This is the sword I'm using there, but I need a sturdier one. A battlefield is often hard to care for, and whether or not it can be used properly in that state separates lives"

"I see."

Mercenaries are women. I guess a lot of hard work. I really have the most noticeable sword wound on my face, but there are various scratches, large and small, all over the place.

"... may I see this sword?

"Oh. I don't mind."

I pulled both swords out of the sheath and took a look. I'm still in a state where I can withstand practicality at all, and I make good work of it. However, one of them appears to be slightly damaged.

"Good sword. The guy who hit me is a good man. What do I show my apprentice?

"I don't care."

I saw Rike. Rike comes close and sees one of the two.

"It's a good arm indeed. If you want more than that, you may indeed have to ask your parents. At least I can only think of my parents."

"By Dwarf, I knew you meant Atai's expected arm!

Get on with Like's thoughts, Helen says. The voice is big. We don't have anything around us so it doesn't matter how loud we're going to sound, but it's loud enough to think we're going to have tinnitus. I guess it can be fatal not to have a voice if it's on the battlefield or something, but I hope you won't mind.

"Well, how do you use it?

"What do you say?

"No, I want to know how to behave in action. Use as a reference when hitting"

"Well...... it's hard to say in words, can I actually show you?

"Oh."

Helen goes out first, me and Thermia, Lique goes on. I don't even have that much descent from where I left the workplace door, and it's so big there that I get it set up there or waved a sword.

Helen was duplicitous. That said, it's more of a move like towing on one side and slashing on the other than treating both in the same way. Amazingly fast moving. That would make it worse if you were using it for traction sooner. There's not much difference between the injuries, I guess it's rotating or something.

"Hmmm......"

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Helen, who was waving her sword at an amazing rate, stopped moving.

"What's up?

"Not without someone... That's right, you deal with me."

"Me?

"Yes."

"Thermia... can't you be the beast man's kid over here?

"Because you seem stronger."

"Uhm."

What should I do? I have cheats, so maybe I can deal with them quite a bit... Well, okay. I'll just show it to you, and you won't come in so seriously. Besides, some of them might as well be taken right away.

"Okay, okay. Samya, lend me that sword."

"Yeah, but"

"It's gonna be okay."

When I said that, it didn't feel like Thermia was reluctant to say it, but she gave me the short sword I had.

"All right, let's get started. Give me a break."

That's what I call a short sword.

"No, I'm kidding..."

But Helen hit me with great speed.

"Whoa!?

I'll take it. But that's more of a restraint. The other one still hits me with great speed. I try to get my wrist back, and when I take it, Helen slashes me with a wrist back motion.

"Oops!

Helen takes it with the sword of the restraining one, aiming at my empty torso on the other, but before the sword arrives, I'm one step back and out of time.

"You do it."

"No, no, give me a break..."

Niyah laughs and Helen hits me at a faster speed than ever before. I'll flush it out.

I continued doing those things for roughly fifteen minutes.

"Hey, you're strong!

Helen says so in a big voice and stops moving.

"Just watch the movement, but don't seriously hit me..."

"I was actually going to end the first couple of shots with inches stopped, but the one who could take the” Thunder Sword ”Atai sword, because I don't, got a little hot! Sorry!"

The battle ethnic brain is something I want you to spare.

"Well, now I know better. Right... they're going to finish it in two days, so come back in three days"

"Mm, do I have to go home today?

"What are you gonna do with me?"

"We'll meet again when we take a break"

"Then you can't strike my sword! Come on, I'm home. I'm home!

"Oh, wait! Just give me some water..."

So Helen, who replenished the water, went back to the city.

Well, I have to hit him with a bespoke sword...

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