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Grave of Swords (6)

Around the horses that Chris and his party had tied, faces with a sense of deja vu could be seen.

The ungainly strewn men are the ones who whistled when they entered the ruins. It seemed that instead of stabbing the party in the back, they chose to steal the horse easily and safely.

Of course, their attempt to steal the ghost horse was just a stupid attempt.

Chris mounted the horse with Illesis and headed straight for the city.

The ghost horse that carried the two of them trampled the fallen men once more, showing off their broken personality.

“Hee hee.”

“You see, you learned only bad things from your master.”

Tyrone, who couldn’t hold back a word, quickly looked away after receiving Chris’ glare.

Originally, Illesis’ horse yearned for its master, complaining about the heavy backpack and Tyrone’s weight.

However, she completely forgot her own words and leaned comfortably on Chris’ back.

Chris, who came back feeling quite tired, went straight to the smithy instead of the inn. Then, the craftsman who was pounding hard with a hammer from the inside opened his eyes wide when he saw the group’s bag.

“You guys have really saved a lot. You should quickly call the guild members.”

The artisan, who ordered his apprentice to summon the guild members, closed the door to the forge and laid a rug.

Chris poured the contents of the bag onto the rug.

People’s eyes were stained with astonishment at the appearance of equipment that was old and faded, but was unique in shape.

“Are these all excavated items from the sword’s tomb? Did you just scan the entrance?”

“You, a craftsman, don’t have an eye for it. All of these are first class.”

“You’re supposed to deliver everything to us, right?”

“Did everyone bring enough money?”

Although Chris and his father-in-law signed a supply contract, it was unlikely that the unit price would drop as there were so many blacksmith guild members.

The equipment brought this time was first-class items that Illesis first appraised.

Even if they make rough repairs and sell them, they will make a huge profit, so there is no need to forcefully reduce the price.

It’s a much bigger loss if you try to play tricks and Chris gets upset and says you want to break the contract.

Concerned about that, the craftsman started selling the equipment in an auction format.

Illesis, watching the auction from the corner of the forge, is restless at the amount beyond his imagination.

“Hey, Chris. Aren’t those equipment sold too expensive?”

“Isn’t first-class equipment like that?”

“that… okay?”

After a not too long wait, the craftsman who conducted the auction quickly and accurately handed over the sale price to Chris. The inside of the heavy bag of gold was dazzling with the light from a distant brazier.

After estimating the approximate amount, Elesis trembled with her hands gathered in front of her chest as if in prayer.

“I think there are more gold coins than I have ever seen in my entire life.”

“You sold well. thank you.”

Chris nodded approvingly, satisfied with the proceeds.

Then the father-in-law smiles and replies.

“I am more grateful that you sold so many good things. It’s too much business to hand over a knife. Is there anything else you want?”

“Ah, then I’d like you to make me a longsword… … .”

A one-handed sword that the craftsman had sold for a bargain was pulled out of Chris’ scabbard.

The blade was badly damaged due to the constant pounding on the hard armor like crazy.

It was a pretty good item for a blacksmith I entered without much expectation, but it was hard to get Chris’s power like this.

The father-in-law nodded without a hint of displeasure and understood his words.

“It was a very lacking item for someone like you. Now that it’s like this, shall we show off our skills for the first time in a while? How long?”

Chris thoughtfully conveyed his request, recalling the Black Hammer masterpiece he had used before.

What he wants is a long sword that is faithful to the basics.

The craftsman accepted the order with a satisfied expression, as if he liked his request very much.

“Because he’s a friend who knows a little something. I’ll see you as soon as possible, so please come back in two days.”

“Okay, let’s get some rest now. I really think I will die if I go back to work here.”

As soon as he woke up in the wagon, Tyrone, who had been overworked without rest, gave a heartfelt sigh. Chris was just thinking about taking a break for a while.

I went to explore the ruins because I was in a hurry to earn money, but the aftereffects of being asleep for about two weeks were not so easy.

“okay. Then rest here until the day after tomorrow.”

“Even if you take a break, you need money to rest. Please share what you earned this time.”

When Tyrone reached out for Chris, he thought for a moment before handing him two gold coins.

Originally, he was a very frugal person for a mercenary, but this time his income was beyond imagination.

Even with a rough calculation, it was enough for three people to travel for more than three years.

So it would be okay to indulge in a bit of extravagance just to celebrate.

Tyrone, who received his pocket money after a long time, shouted out loud as soon as he returned to the inn.

“Master, bring all the card packs here!”

“A pack of cards? All right.”

The magic card game enjoyed by the travelers was a perfect hobby for the collector Tyrone.

He ate a slightly late dinner and opened the mountain of card packs one by one.

Illesis, sitting next to Chris, watches it with a tired expression on his spending.

“Eh, did you spend a gold coin on these cards?”

“These are very expensive because they are magic tools for fodder. But when I do, I’m definitely the type to scream… Ohh, a legendary card!”

Tyrone, who was diligently tearing open the card pack, stopped making excuses and exclaimed excitedly. Then the travelers and innkeepers open their eyes wide and come to see.

“Legend? What kind of legend did you come up with? … .”

“Eh, it’s Elgar, the queen of the dead!”

Inside the gold glittering card, a woman with a familiar face sat in a familiar pose.

As if this was a fairly rare card, the crowd of onlookers made a fuss.

“Wow, was this a real card? I’ve been collecting cards for 10 years, but I feel like I’m seeing them for the first time in my life.”

“Put that on me. I buy it for two gold coins.”

“I can pay up to 5 gold coins!”

Chris and Elesis were surprised once that the card was made from a real person, and then again surprised by the outrageous price of the card.

However, on Earth today, there are people who pour millions of won to pick virtual heroes. TCG is originally a very expensive hobby, so this may be natural.

Tyrone shrugged off the hands that were reaching out to him and said as if screaming.

“I don’t sell this!”

“Don’t do that, just sell some.”

Tyrone rolled his eyes as Chris murmured. It seemed that his collector’s spirit did not allow him to sell cards.

Chris, a bit dazed by the mess that ensued, took Illesis up to the room.

“It’s going to be noisy here for a while. Let’s go to my room for a minute.”

“What, what? no. okay.”

Illesis followed Chris with an uneasy gait, her face flushed red.

He tilted his head at her reaction and closed the door.

Then the noise from the Tyrone lessened a bit.

While Illesis, who was very nervous, watched Chris’ every move, he took out a red magic sword from behind.

This demonic sword obtained after defeating the living armor was secretly stolen by Chris with the intention of using it himself.

“If it’s okay, can you appraise this? It’s a powerful magic sword, but it’s a bit inconvenient to use… … .”

“Did you call me to ask for that?”

“Then what should I ask for?”

Illesis let out a small sigh when Chris asked with a dumbfounded expression. With a strangely sullen expression, she accepted the demonic sword he held out.

There was a feeling that I was dealing with dryness and dryness more than usual, but because skill is skill, the emotion itself was accurate.

“It seems that the demonic sword has an ego, albeit weakly. It’s not even an ego weapon, but it’s out of the category of an ordinary magic sword.”

“yes? When I dealt with it myself, it seems that this guy has a bit too much love for blood.”

Chris recounts the story of fighting the Living Armor in the Grave of Swords.

Then, Illesis’ expression became more and more serious as he listened to the magic sword.

“I can seal the ego of this sword, but then it will lose its ability to move on its own. It’s strong enough and sharp enough though… would you like that?”

“hmm… no it’s okay.”

After thinking for a while, Chris got the magic sword back from Illesis. I don’t know if I don’t have a weapon that I can use, and I decided to get a new weapon from the smithy in two days, so I didn’t think I had to go that far.

While he was thinking about how to use this nuisance, Illesis asked him with a disgruntled look.

“So, what are you going to do tomorrow?”

“I’m going to lock myself up in an inn and sleep.”

Chris, who responded without much thought, chewed his tongue when faced with Illesis’ reaction, which seemed to be pitiful.

It was clear that there was something about her complexion that she didn’t like.

“Don’t do that, let’s go out and play with me.”

“This is a city where blacksmithing is developed, so there shouldn’t be many places to play… … .”

Chris stopped talking and politely agreed. It was because Illesis’ complexion cooled down in real time after hearing his reply. I had seen this expression before when I announced my engagement to Rosefeld at Seidran Royal, but the result was not so good.

Illesis, who seems to have been relieved thanks to Chris, who understood the situation albeit belatedly, went out to visit with a lighter movement.

Tyrone didn’t come back all night, as if enjoying a game of cards with the other travelers.

next morning.

After waking up early due to a habit from his mercenary days, Chris, who was lazy on the bed, left the room at Illesis’ urging.

Still holding the transformation spell, she greeted him with a spirited outfit that was not like a holiday. It’s been a long time since I’ve been wearing something similar to makeup, and because there’s no magician’s robe that covers the whole body, eyes keep gathering.

“Where do you visit the royal palace?”

“Chris, it looks like you’re going to dig a tunnel again.”

When I said one word because I was full of energy, Chris gave it back and received it verbally.

Illesis led the exhausted man around the city. Her small, soft hands hold tight to Chris’s, fearing he’ll run away.

It was noisy because of the sound of hammers echoing here and there, but contrary to expectations, there were many shops in the city.

Elesis, who entered a teahouse on a quiet street, ordered black tea and stared at Chris across the street.

Feeling the burden of that gaze, Chris hesitated and asked.

“what’s the matter?”

“no. It’s nothing… … .”

From his point of view, Illesis obviously wanted to ask something.

After a while, as if sitting on a cushion of thorns, she finally confesses her feelings.

“No, if there is… If Chris, say you got your revenge on the Prime Minister the way you want. So what are you going to do next?”

“Well, I’m going to go get the rest of them.”

Illesis sighed heavily at Chris’s unhesitating answer and rubbed her temples.

She asks as if slowly persuading him.

“Do I have to take revenge on everyone else? Isn’t killing the Prime Minister enough?”

“Well, actually, I think I’ll be satisfied with just killing him.”

Chris looked at Illesis’ eyes and answered honestly.

Early on, he decided to take revenge on two main targets.

Among them, revenge against the Black Flag has already been achieved, so now only Breton’s Prime Minister remains.

If the prime minister could be killed, the church union would be fine anyway.

Illesis was delighted with Chris’ words.

“Then, revenge ends with that. You can’t go around doing vengeance all your life, either.”

“Isn’t there anything else I can do?”

“So, you should think about it from now on.”

“Um… … .”

Chris, who was deeply troubled, clapped his hands as if he remembered something.

Then, Illesis, who was worried, raised a voice full of anticipation.

“Did you remember something?”

“I would also like to go back to Earth. It’s probably infinitely close to impossible, but… … .”

Illesis, very disappointed with the kind of answer he least wanted.

Chris, as if not noticing her sign, sipped the tea comfortably.