Chapter 375: 375 Like clay, like not.

When we get home, the first thing we do is disconnect Krull from the luggage truck. Kurl, who was removed from the outfit, seems to regret a few things, causing his body to flutter.

Lucy approached under its feet and said, "Wow!," Krull rubbed his head gently against Lucy's and Lucy was shaking her patty and tail.

Seeing that, feeling like I really get it (and at the same time thinking about equipping myself with shoulder armor), I unload my luggage from the luggage truck.

As usual, carry almost all items into the warehouse first. Place spices and condiments in the home storage.

It's easier to fill it up when it's gone in the kitchen.

And another item. The box, which was chained to chains, was transported to the blacksmith.

Thanks to Krull again today, since I got back and brought my stuff in. But it was only about lunch time.

I decide to lay the rug on the terrace and sit on top of it and have lunch with Krull and Lucy.

Wye and the lunch we all eat is a fun thing, but can't help but remember a little loneliness for not having Helen there?

In her case, anyway this time, it could be enough to go back to mercenary operations any day, so I guess we should get used to this kind of thing now.

You cared for me like that, and rarely today has Lucy sat on my lap a bit and urged me to eat meat.

"Okay, okay, you're sweet."

Lucy shook her tail in a good mood as she stroked her head doing the meat I didn't season or do anything about it. If I had a child, would it be like this?

... so far, I have no plans or plans to do so.

You saw that, and Krull stuck his head in from the outside, too, so I'll stroke him.

"Krull."

He rang his throat, his face licked with perdition.

"Come on, you're ticklish."

My daughters are really good kids. When I realized that everyone was watching me with kinder eyes, I carried my soup into my mouth in the blindfold.

"Well, why don't you take a look?"

Lunch was over and we were gathered at the blacksmith. Usually, this is the time to do whatever you want.

But there's something different today. It's a chained box.

I plug the key I left from Marius into the lock and it twists.

Gachari, the lock came off when I heard a noise. I am also interested in this lock itself, but more now it is the contents of the box.

When I gently open the box, it contains a small leather bag wrapped in something like cotton.

When I took it somewhat respectfully, I felt quite a courtesy response.

And then I give up inside...... once before, I left it on the shrine and hit the cedar hand. Praying is, of course, the success and safety of future work.

Take out the leather bag stuff as everyone stares. A golden mass appeared. Looks like a normal piece of gold by weight.

"Which"

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When I put it gently on the gold floor and pressed it with my fingers, it recedes slightly into the shape of my fingers, although there is some resistance. If it is pure gold, it will scratch with nails. Was it? Seems pretty soft compared to that.

So it's more scalable than gold, right? They can stretch gold to nearly three kilometers in a gram.

I held it in my hand and grabbed it, and the inner mold of my hand came off. Although I don't use it at all.

This way it is completely clay, but the feel is that of a flimsy metal. I'm not half uncomfortable.

I figured out how hard it was at the moment, so I let the hopeful touch it. Well, that means everyone.

"It's like this clay, it's really hard or something"

Said Thermia, twisting around with her hands and reshaping them. The question would be natural.

"Because I say I've been made hard..."

Even regular gold can be made somewhat stiff by heating...... Apparently.

but I guess this isn't just heating up because they can be hard not at that level.

If it's that simple, it should be a technology that any blacksmith can do. The first thing a normal blacksmith would try to do is heat it up.

"You don't have magic."

This one doesn't twist around too much, and Rike whines observing from all directions.

From the side of it, Liddy also looks at it and nods humbly, so it seems certain that there is no magic.

"So magic is going to be involved in the process to make it harder."

"That's one of the few people?

"Maybe."

I nodded at Deanna's question. Assuming that it was the blacksmith who could perform the magic involved in the machining, some of them also fit in somewhat with the success.

I'm not the only one in this world who can do magic. In fact, Liquette is getting a little more comfortable with Liddy, and for the purpose of using it, Elf's sword requires that skill.

"If that makes it easier..."

If you do magic, it gets stiff and high, so if it is, it is easy for me to win. All you have to do is do some magic on Gungan.

I've never done it before, but I wonder if using cheats would also make it possible to remove magic. Then you will be able to treat it exactly freely.

"But it seems like it would be nice to have a few more success stories."

"That's right..."

I twisted my neck to Anne's words. The number of blacksmiths who can perform magic will be considerable, but too few have succeeded in processing megistium for that.

Naturally, then, it would be normal to assume that something other than magic is involved. I have no idea what that is.

"Leave it for today and try everything tomorrow"

When I said that, anticipating from Lique, everyone else raised their voices of understanding, and I rested Megistium on the shrine, confirming that everyone had left, I closed the door of the blacksmith.

On the verge of closing, the megistium seemed slightly glowing in my eyes.

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