Duke, Please Repent 262

Duke, Please Repent! chapter 262

49. Duke and Dwarf Artisan (3)

“Can Eugene not buy a new weapon?”

I grabbed Serpenth’s finger as he stabbed me in the belly and stopped him, and asked Eugenes a question.

She seemed to have noticed my intention to turn, but she smiled, pretending not to know.

You 1, I’m fine. bought here

It’s not, but the bow I’m using now is also made of dwarves. I lost it last time and got a new one, so it’s still good.”

I guess I got it right after losing it when I was kidnapped before.

“First, take out the weapon you are currently using and look at it.”

I dragged the sword that was tied around my waist with its scabbard and put it on the workbench.

Originally, I was going to put it in my Aspace pocket, but after hearing Serpence nagging me, I wore it around my waist right away.

It is said that humans are creatures of adaptation.

You’ll get used to it after wearing it.

Winston also unleashed the sword he was holding on his back and placed it on the workbench. Looking at the sword longer than my height, I felt a sense of intimidation.

My sword next to me looks like a toy.

In addition to the three swords that Serpens was carrying around his waist, he took out a long sword from the subspace pocket and put it together.

“Oh, yes. Were you the chosen master of your holy sword?”

An awkward beauty that seems to make Serpence uncomfortable at Creato’s thrown words.

made a cow

Creato glanced at Serpens up and down with an unconcerned glance. Then he nodded to himself as if he knew.

“Hmm… it’s going to be a long talk, so let’s sit down.”

He said, pointing to the chair next to the workbench.

Unlike the low workbench that was tailored to the height of the Dwarf, the chair was high enough for Winston to sit on, whether it was for guests or not.

Rather than caring for customers,

It must have been prepared for himself, who has to look up at the face of a customer at one height.

Instead of sitting on the chair, Creato stood up and held the two Serpens swords on the workbench.

“You must have been using this sword longer, so you must be very familiar with cutting? Is this shape more comfortable?”

Like a mountain spirit asking which is yours, a gold ax or a silver ax, Creato raised and lowered two swords.

“Yes, it is.”

“Okay, then with both slash and stab in mind.

Creato muttered to herself, what’s the length of the sword, what’s the width of the blade like this, how about the gripping method?

As I, who learned swordsmanship by scratching the surface of a watermelon, said things that I could not understand.

Serpence continued the conversation by nodding his head or adding comments to the continued question.

“Wait a minute and see.”

Guess I got a rough idea, I put down the swords Creato was holding and turned around.

it went

He picked up one of the swords that lined his back, and had a blade slightly wider than the Serpens’ three swords.

It wasn’t much of a difference.

However, for that subtle difference, I’d probably buy a custom-made product rather than a ready-made one.

Even if you wear clothes, custom clothes and ready-made clothes are different. But what about weapons?

As it is a life-and-death battle, it is necessary to tailor it more precisely.

Even if it’s the best sword in the world, if it doesn’t suit you, it’s a way to cut down on your skills.

I thought I’d ask Serpens to swing the sword I brought, but Creato put it down for a while and took out a thick cloth.

What are you trying to do?’

Creato suddenly covered the blade with a cloth and started turning the handle. Then the blade and handle were simply separated.

Putting the detached handle aside, a new handle was pulled out of the drawer.

Only after changing the weight on its back, Creato reassembled the sword.

‘There is no way that a sword used for actual combat could have been prefabricated”.

It was a sword in which the blade and the handle were separated by a screw method, which I had never heard of.

It’s probably just a sword specially crafted for personal customization.

If you use something like that in real life, you won’t be able to withstand the shock caused by the swords collide.

“Let’s swing it once.”

Serpens who took the sword stood up.

After he did some slicing and stabbing, Creato replaced the blade part this time.

It’s a guess, so I’m not sure, but the length seems to have gotten a little longer. The weights were also replaced accordingly.

After Serpens swung the sword again, the two of them exchanged opinions. The blade was replaced several times like that.

I thought it was over, but as if laughing at my thoughts, Creato raised his sword again.

separated

Guard’s older brother ER71 H]•The shape of the weight was flattened and then rounded and then back and forth.

It’s like watching Serpence’s sword evolve into the final version, the final final version, and the real real final version through the revision in real time.

This is not because Serpence is difficult, but it is proof that he has been using a sword that does not fit him badly for a long time.

Did you notice it, or the craftsmanship, or just admire the beauty?

Is it just increasing?

I don’t know the exact reason, but Createau carefully selected the accessories without showing any signs of annoyance.

Rather, Serpens looked more mentally exhausted.

“How about now?”

uh… .”

Serpens swung his sword lightly with a long and brooding face. Perhaps something was different this time, his expression suddenly changed.

I looked down at the sword in my hand as if possessed by something, and assembled it for the first time.

Like when he was handed the sword, he performed several movements.

“I think this should be enough.”

Like a child who had been playing with the dirt every day and received a toy for the first time in his life, Serpence had a happy but bewildered expression on his face.

It was somewhat sad to be a laugh, and too pale to be a cry.

“Yes, yes. I will make you my very gorgeous and stylish sword!”

It seems that even with Creato’s eyes, he couldn’t find any discomfort in Serpens’s sword-wielding action. he is satisfied

He smiled and returned the sword from Serpens.

“Hey, you don’t have to be flashy.

“I wonder if I’m going to put a cumbersome decoration without practicality?

Serpens wanted an inconspicuous design, but unfortunately that opinion is unlikely to be reflected.

“Okay then, the next “.”

Creato took up Winston’s sword this time.

Even when he lifts a gigantic sword that looks twice as long as his height, he doesn’t even stumble.

Strength is also muscular strength, but thanks to the Dwarf’s unique body structure.

Contrary to the light and light elf bones, whose composition is unknown, the dwarf bones were very heavy and thick.

As an added bonus, thanks to the small height, the weight is perfect.

Therefore, no matter how heavy the sword, it is impossible for a Dwarf to be swayed by its weight.

Creato looked around Winston’s sword.

Raising and lowering the arm holding the sword as if to measure the weight, he carefully looked at the handle with a magnifying glass.

“A craftsman like me can understand the degree of force applied only by the finger marks left on the hilt, and know what needs to be improved.”

No one asked, but Createau dared to elaborate on his actions.

It was just self-pride.

“Oh, that’s amazing! It’s really a terra room.

The best artisan in the kingdom!”

With gratitude for the meticulous care of the Serpens sword. And at the level of Abu to make a good sword, he did his best to fight back.

Creato’s shoulders shrugged as the seals clapped and exclaimed in exclamation.

Creato returned Winston’s sword and made him swing it a few times before fiddling with the build-up sword.

“ruler.”

I told Serpence to give it a try with a kind voice, and

At times, only ‘self is the end.

Then, during my turn, I didn’t say a word.

Winston took the assembled sword in the form of a protruding bayonet and swung it in the air.

A loud, threatening sound was heard.

“I think it’s better than the sword I’m using now.”

Winston spoke politely and returned the sword. The corners of Creato’s lips are almost deafening.

“Anyway, of course it is!

Let’s compare things!”

Of course, the words that came out of his mouth were a response to being plastic.

I wish Serpens could imitate that endless confidence and high self-esteem.

“Okay then, next!”

It took a long time to find a sword that suited Serpens, but Winston’s sword was finished so quickly that it was useless.

He had bad habits because he had been using the deformed sword for a long time in the arena, but Serpens took care of the training and gave it to his wife.

Winston also worked hard to fix it.

Thanks to that, the shape of the sword I am using now seems to be well established in my body.

“Let’s see… huh?”

Creatto, who drew my sword from its sheath, looked at the sword and me with an absurd look.

I don’t mean to scold you for mismanaging your sword.

‘Because Serpens was doing his own thing and he always did mine too!’

It is the result of jokingly answering what Serpens said when he saw me who didn’t manage the sword at all, ‘If I carry a rusty sword, my enemies will avoid it because I am afraid of tetanus?’

Hearing my answer, he said, ‘I’d rather poison… .’

Tetanus can take time to heal himself, but he must have thought of the possibility that he would accidentally cut me and die instantly by using a strong poison for nothing.

“Why? What’s the matter?”

Anyway, I have nothing to fuss about,

I decided to act boldly.

“Really… that’s amazing. I have no habit!”

I’m surprised too.

Could it be that there is a swordsmanship talent hidden within me that I am not aware of?

Anticipation gently lifted his head at the unexpected positive response.

“Aren’t you training in swordsmanship at all?”

“… Yes?”

“No, even if it is, it is very rare, isn’t it?”

“Uh, uh…”

“I drank for a while, what kind of habit would I have?”

It wasn’t positive at all.

“That’s… if you say that, I think Serpens, who taught me swordsmanship, will be sad…”

“You must be sad because you didn’t train!”

He tried to sell the name of Serpens, but failed.

Abominably, Serpence was next to me and said, ‘I’m always worried about that.’

He let out a sigh and sighed with a wet face.

“Ah, no… Actually, my main job is just rummaging through papers…”

“Is the baby who defeated you just fighting?”

This is because Creato doesn’t know much about babies.

Babies are always engaged in a struggle.

A natural warrior who instinctively jumps into the fight against himself to turn over, with a toy in his right hand and a toy in his left.

A commander who enjoys fighting with all his toys, and a tyrant at mealtime.

“Anyway, let’s try something…”

It means swing your sword… would it be?

I already neglected my swordsmanship training, but lately I can’t remember because I haven’t done much training for various excuses lately.

As soon as he swung his sword as much as he could remember, Creato put on a sad expression on his face.

“Uh… how are you?”

“How do you feel?”

“There is no place to fall, so I think the only thing left to do is to go up.”

Creato’s gaze turned to Serpens, my swordsman master. The boy’s face flushed with embarrassment.

“…It’s fine. Not everyone can have it. A face is so perfect, it’s just a talent for teaching someone.”

“It’s not, I know because I’ve learned the sword from the master. You also have excellent leadership skills.”

Creato comforted Serpence, and Winston supported Serpence. I’m not alone

“Then what’s the matter?”

“As someone who has seen the master teach the seniors… First of all, the seniors do not have the enthusiasm to become strong, and secondly, the master accepts the seniors’ grievances too much. I can’t tell if it’s a game or a game.”

weird. I only remember being rolled hard every time I trained.

Winston’s every word hit me painfully. Serpens also suffered a lot at his loyal words.

An ominous feeling began to develop.

Serpense’s eyes looking at me are not unusual. In the future, it seems that it will be rolled in an incomparable way to the past.

“Futsu *’ 丿、丿、•

Creato, who had been standing all the time, pulled a chair and sat down.

“Uh…, can’t I assemble a sword?”

“I’ll make that sword as a standard, so you’ll learn it. You don’t have the basics to handle a unique sword. Simple things are easy to learn….

As if there was not enough time to explain in detail, Creato finished her speech in a hurry.

Fortunately, it wasn’t that I wasn’t going to make it.

You did a good job matching the décor.

Duke, Please Repent! chapter 262

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