After lunch we came back to the blacksmith again. Rike made a mass-production knife, and I decided to finish the knife.
Before finishing the knife, I'll ask Rike.
"I don't have to make another one of these and use hiccups on your blade."
"... if you do that much, your family heirloom will change?
"Right."
Even though the ring is made of megistium + a ceiling unknown precious item called a fairy blessing, there's an extra "I'll give you a short knife made of hihi-irokane!" What a shitty boulder.
As Rike says, the family heirloom of the Amur family could change from an example sword to that one. Though it would be no different than a prayer, because it comes from what His Majesty the King says was given to him.
Even if the treasure is no longer given to me because I hit it, it's still going on in the first place.
Apart from that, we have to establish the processing method for hihijiirokane. It is going to be pursued carefully.
"Do you want to finish this one for now..."
"Right. I'll take this one too."
I took the guard knife, and Rike took each piece of sheet metal and went back to his work.
It is made by noon until the shape and surface of the guard knife is ready. So I leave the baked blade soil in my body. If this is done, the steel tissue can be different and the blade text will appear, just like the knife.
When I finished putting the dirt down, I headed to the kitchen to boil the water once. I usually use water for cooking. When cooling by sintering, the opposite occurs because the cooling speed is different where the soil is placed and where it is not.
Conversely, the opposite is not much to go into if the cooling speed is not different. So I use mineral oils and the like for incineration and make sure it cools down slowly throughout, but unfortunately we don't have those.
Therefore, cooling with water is aimed at the same effect as oil cooling. Hot water temperatures are not as boiling, but they need to be adjusted to temperatures that will definitely burn if you get them, and you need to put in the calculation for what goes down while you are heating your torso from now on.
Well, I have cheats around there in my case, so they make it a lot easier.
Heat the fillet with the jirries and soil on the fire floor. Just before it reaches the right temperature for cooking, I tickle the bottle with boiling water and it seems to be at just the right temperature.
I'll stick the fillet removed from the fire floor vertically in the bottle. The sound of saying Joo sounds, and it conveys the feeling of passing on Yatko from her full body and getting cold in my hand.
It tells me, by cheat, what's going on and when to take it out.
When I took it out of the bottle at that conveyed time, a short knife sashimi appeared that was only slightly contrary. Apparently, it worked.
After that, after heating and baking again so that it is gently broiled in the fire of the fire floor, I put myself on the gold floor and fix the slight inversion and distortion that really comes out with a hammer. When I stopped the rhythmic noise that resonated with the kinks and the blacksmith, the knife was straight.
Brush your torso and sharpen your blade as you change the grinding wheel's watch from rough to thin. Even knives in the previous world are such a process that there are craftsmen who specialize in them, but this place is also blessed to finish itself.
Finally, if you brush the surface with an iron bar and make the blade text stand out a little, your body is finished. Even this time, the cut tip of the pig (I) neck (Kubi) and blade text are finished with a loose bay (of).
I wasn't overly conscious, but it has an atmosphere like a reduced version of what I made on Nilda before. I often hear "I know whose hand it will be with the traits," but don't feel like you've figured out why.
Karan Cologne and the blacksmith sounded as the orange light reflected sparklingly over the falling light of the day. I guess everyone who was out hunting came back.
"The rest is tomorrow."
I started cleaning up the blacksmith by speaking to Lique as I heard the sound and stretched my back.