I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist chapter 58

58. What is the sword for (1)

“[Wouldn’t it be better to get a new sword?]”

The Holy Sword suddenly said so. He was training his sword. Recently, his level has risen to the point where he can immediately understand the words thrown by the holy sword. The Holy Sword seemed to have fun teaching me, and I was also interested in following the teachings of the Holy Sword while wielding the sword. Even after hearing the Holy Sword’s suggestion, I prioritized finishing the sword ceremony. Take a step forward and cut the end. The sound of the blade cutting through the air resounded.

“A new sword?”

I asked while wiping my sweat with a towel after securing the holy sword. late summer. August has also come to an end. The summer sun burned more intensely than ever before, warming up the ground, as if to say goodbye, and I shook my head at the rising heat whenever I took a step.

“[Every time there is a crisis, I take out my twin swords, but I can’t borrow a sword from someone and use it every time like in the fourth catastrophe.]”

I nodded while frowning. The twin swords definitely raised the power to a very large extent. Even if you normally only use one holy sword, you should always be ready to pull out your twin swords. Because there is no law that there will always be someone by my side. I clasped my left hand and recalled the feel of the sword that Archduke Quenore had lent me in the north. It wasn’t as good as the Holy Sword, but it was a good and strong sword that wasn’t far behind.

“[Do you think weapons like that suddenly fall from the sky?]”

As if a holy sword had been bruised, he spoke in a slightly sharpened voice. I’m saying this because of someone who raised my standards for looking at weapons.

“[…] In any case, such a weapon would have been made by a master craftsman who used good metal from the time it was made, but it was born through the accumulation of time, history, and mana. Rather than looking for that weapon or someone like me right away, finding a strong sword that fits well in your hand would be the priority.]”

For some reason, the Holy Sword’s voice softened immediately. I tapped the tip of the sword hilt with my fingers and looked up at the sky.

“A weapon shop, a forge… .”

I thought of the only blacksmith I knew in my head. In the original story, after Arjen rescued Isis, the forge he found to replace the broken weapon. I don’t know exactly where it is because I only read it in line, but should I just wander around the blacksmith’s guild and look around?

“[If you’re not sure, let me help you see. I think I can give you enough advice so you won’t fail.]”

Well, the sword-seeing eye is much better than a holy sword. I looked at the sword hilt with the corolla-shaped intaglio. Do you think it will take a long time to make a sword? There’s nothing wrong with making it quickly, so I’ll have to go to the blacksmith’s guild. Marianne was supposed to be at church today, Georg said that the knights, and Daphne, were in the process of saving the magic and mana developed in Evernode.

“Then, let’s go have a look.”

I simply prepared to go out and left the office. Speaking of simple preparation, I mean a dark green hoodie that you will have to put on in this hot summer. After defeating the giant, more and more people recognized him, so he always had to wear a hood even when he went outside for a while. It’s fortunate that I can get rid of the heat to some extent by turning the mana on, otherwise my whole body would have been soaked in sweat as soon as I left. Moreover, the place we are heading to now is near the Blacksmith Guild, where the heat of the blast furnace is seething. It’s not strange even if you’ve grown old.

“Artisans aren’t called artisans for nothing.”

A good sword and an ordinary sword were different from the feeling when holding it. weight. The way the weight of the blade is distributed, its hardness and strength. The degree to which it reacts when I release mana.

“[If you don’t like it, can’t you just buy one more bag? It’s not that I don’t have money.]”

that’s the case It’s better to do everything well at once.

The geography of the alleys of the royal capital was getting used to to some extent now. A road spread like a spider’s web around the palace, and there were buildings between the roads and roads. The blacksmith’s alley is on the left from here.

The sound of hitting iron is loud. I had just entered the nearby alley, but the sound of hammering was already coming from here. Like polishers selling mats, they sat down here and there in the alleys and watched the waistlines of passers-by. His eyes were looking for someone with an old or dull blade.

“[If you get it wrong, I’ll pull it out and ask you to show it.]”

A person who had just entered the blacksmith’s alley was caught by a grinder. It was a man with an old sword, but the grinder half dragged him and sat him across from me on the mat, asking for the sword. When he foolishly pulled out his sword and showed it, the grinder clicked his tongue and said, Aying! I’ll have to sharpen the blade right now, but why did I leave it until now! A voice scolded the owner of the knife. I looked forward again.

“[Everyone is also glancing at you.]”

People who come to polish show off. You’re glancing at the grinders. Like someone new to the fish market. You shouldn’t have made eye contact like me.

“[…] It is a strange sight.]”

right. I have no mind.

The heat of the blast furnace was already filling the streets. I passed the blacksmiths who were intent on hammering iron, and approached the blacksmith who had just finished making a sword and hung it on the wall.

“We are not accepting guests right now.”

The blacksmith said bluntly.

“I’m looking for a blacksmith, not a spell. Do you know where Mr. Georges’ blacksmith’s shop is?”

The blacksmith looked at me with his eyes narrowed.

“George? Is that gentleman a day off today? It will probably come back tomorrow. Why do you want to ask that person?”

“Yes. Can you tell me where it is?”

The blacksmith nodded and pointed deeper into the alley.

“There, the third from the inside, the blacksmith on the left is the only one other than Georges’.”

“… thank you.”

I greeted the blacksmith and turned around. The blacksmiths were still busy pounding iron and lighting fires.

“[What are you going to do? If there was a blacksmith you were looking for, would you just go back?”

Hmm, I pursed my lips. Still, since the holy sword said it would help him see the sword, it seemed like he wouldn’t lose anything by going around the nearby smithy more.

“Can you help me?”

“[If there is a smithy that makes good-looking swords, let me know. First of all, it wasn’t just a forge.]”

The holy sword was quite harsh in evaluating the sword. I smiled bitterly and walked deep into the alley.

“[That blacksmith isn’t bad, but I don’t think he can make a sword that suits you.]”

“[This blacksmith is not. You make a shiny sword.]”

The eyes of the holy sword were tricky. A weapon that the warrior will use in the first place. There was no way to find a compromise and use a moderately good sword. Without saying anything, I followed the words of the holy sword and moved on. Rather, I was a little excited at the thought of making my own sword.

“[If you don’t have any feelings, let’s go to the blacksmith you have in mind tomorrow. I never thought that there would be no one who could make a sword suitable for you.]”

“Then let’s go and look around a few more places.”

Saying that, I entered an alley lined with relatively small smithies. It seemed that there was a gathering of stubborn craftsmen who did not have long careers or who did not receive much work. Unlike the big alleys where you could hear the frantic sound of metal hitting, the sound of metal hitting was heard sporadically from time to time.

“[It doesn’t seem to be that different here either.]”

The holy sword looked at the first two forges and commented that. It must be said that good swords don’t fall from the sky. It wasn’t just the Holy Sword, I also looked around for a good sword, but there were no swords that caught my eye.

“After all, I have no choice but to come tomorrow… .”

Well, that would be the most stable. I sighed and turned around at the end of the alley, and saw a blacksmith. A sword was nearing completion. It wasn’t a sword, and it didn’t seem like a knife used as a weapon. Probably an ordinary cleaver. However, the blade that was dipped in the caustic solution and pulled out caught my eye more intensely than any other weapon I had seen today.

“[…] Did you see it too?]”

“yes.”

over there

I felt strong, close to certainty. As if possessed, I approached the blacksmith who was wiping the cleaver with a rag. She was a tall, well-muscled female blacksmith. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail so as not to be disturbed when striking iron, and she was sweating from the summer and the heat of the furnace. She continued to make kitchen knives, and suddenly opened her mouth to greet me.

“What did you come for?”

“I would like to order a sword.”

The blacksmith looked up and saw me. His eyes were as sharp as any other knight’s. Orange hair and green eyes. The blacksmith looked at me carefully and wiped his hands on his apron. It was a mangled hand with calluses and burns.

“When it comes to sword making, there are many people who are better than me. You don’t have to come all the way here right away, go to the big alley over there and go to any blacksmith’s shop and they’ll make a good sword for you.”

“I have been looking around. It was not full of spirituality.”

I chinned toward the boulevard and shook my head. The blacksmith looked at me with one hand on his waist. Her eyebrows, soiled with iron dust and soot, curled.

“If that’s not enough, there’s nothing my blacksmith can do for you.”

“You can’t fool your eyes.”

As I said that, I looked at the kitchen knife the blacksmith had just finished. The blacksmith looked down at the blade and let out a small sigh.

“I don’t make swords. Sir, I’m sorry, but I’d like you to look elsewhere.”

I looked at the blacksmith. The blacksmith’s eyes were resolutely rejecting my words.

“[It would be difficult to make a better sword than this blacksmith makes anywhere else.]”

I heard the words of the Holy Sword. No compromise. To deal with disaster, you must not compromise.

“Can’t you do something?”

I rummaged through my pockets, pulled out a check I had intended to invest in making a sword on the counter, scrawled the price on it, and put it on the counter. 500,000 gold. I don’t think the amount is enough to make one sword. When else would you use the budget allocated to the party?

The blacksmith’s eyes widened as he looked at the amount written on the check, then narrowed again. The blacksmith put his hand on the check, hesitated, then removed it.

“With this much money, I can make a sword as the customer wants at the best blacksmith in the kingdom, even if it’s not me.”

“I will pay the cost of the work required to obtain the metal separately.”

“sorry. I don’t make swords It’s anyone’s request. Even if the hero or the queen came and asked… the words… Hey.”

I immediately pulled the hood off. The blacksmith met my eyes and blinked.

“Why are you out there… ?”