Imperial Invasion (2)

Chris, who had been delayed by an unexpected interruption, witnessed another unexpected sight when he reached the forge.

The craftsman, whom I expected to have been hammering since early in the morning, was arguing with a stranger in front of the store.

Coincidentally, the customer arguing with the craftsman was none other than the player.

“uh… Are they your friends again?”

“It feels bad to be treated the same as those guys.”

Chris approached the two of them, laughing bitterly at Elesis’ joke.

The city is famous for its outstanding artisans, and now a major war is on the verge of breaking out on the west coast. So, it was no wonder that players from all over the city gathered in this city.

Originally, the only thing you can count on in war is your own skills, your colleagues next to you, and great equipment.

However, as the distance between the two grew closer, Chris naturally frowned.

The player, whose face he had never seen before, was secretly telling the truth about something he was familiar with.

“No, so why can’t you make this? If it’s money, do you pay whatever you want?”

In the hand of the player wearing a light suit, there was a blueprint drawn on leather.

The craftsman sees it, frowns, and expresses a firm refusal.

“I’m already back with orders, but I don’t have time to make such a strange sword.”

“Why is this a strange sword? That’s why people in this world can’t do it… This is a Japanese sword, a Japanese sword!”

When the player holding the blueprints shouted in frustration, Chris, who was far away, clicked his tongue.

I didn’t think so, but Japan too.

As expected, his premonition was on the wrong side, and the hit rate was high.

Illesis, who has not grasped the situation yet, pulls on his collar and asks.

“Hey, Chris. What else is a Japanese sword?”

“there is. It’s a knife that has ruined many normal people… … .”

Without Chris needing to explain every word, the player in front of him started introducing a proud modern artifact.

“Even though this looks a little odd, it’s a great knife! It is made by folding iron in a method called folding, but this way the knife becomes very hard and sharp… … .”

“Do you think I am stupid? There is no artisan in this city who does not know how to fold!”

A person who has never held a hammer in his life is trying to teach himself, who has accumulated skills throughout his life. The craftsman was so offended that he screamed.

The player winced at his ferocity and lost his voice for a moment.

The artisan, who quickly recovered his cool like an adult, began to teach the immature player step by step.

“Folding is trying hard to use iron that has a lot of impurities mixed in it somehow. But the iron ore delivered to my smithy comes from the mines of the dwarves. In other words, it is a high-end product that boasts the continent’s highest purity. Now, did you understand this far?”

“Uh, uh… … .”

Overwhelmed by the craftsman’s momentum, the player nodded with a dumb expression.

The artisan, who did not have high expectations in the first place, continues to explain with patience.

“That’s why I don’t need to use folding brackets in my forge in the first place. Even if you try folding with a fine iron, it’s just a waste of time and energy.”

“But if the temperature of the furnace is low, there will be no point in using good iron ore, right?”

Knowing poorly is more dangerous and unsightly than not knowing at all.

The craftsman sighed openly and pointed to the center of the city.

On the side of the large spire, where the thick fingers were pointing, there was a furnace facility used jointly by the artisan guild.

“Artisan guild members use a common magic blast furnace. That’s insanely expensive, but it’s something that can heat up to 3,000 degrees, so you don’t have to worry about that. Who do you know as a caveman?”

“Eek… … .”

In the end, the player who couldn’t find the culprit scratched his head with a shy expression and demanded again.

“Well, then you don’t have to fold it, so please give it a shape like this.”

“aaa!”

The craftsman who had been trembling with a hammer yelled at the harsh dirt floor, as if trying to cool his anger.

Then the player protests as if it is very unfair.

“no. I pay my own money to make it, but can’t you even give me the shape?”

“If you make a knife like that, other artisans will laugh at you for the rest of your life! It’s not a toy for kids to play with, so what’s the point of making it this way?”

“Wow, this time it’s a toy!”

Players blush when their beloved Japanese sword is insulted. The father-in-law shows patience again and begins to persuade him.

“First of all, it is difficult to secure durability because the blade is too thin. The point of the knife is too thick for such a subject, so it is not suitable for stabbing. How are you going to deal with plate armor with something like this? Didn’t anyone in your hometown wear armor?”

“What’s wrong with being a bit difficult to stab… … .”

“It’s a big problem! Do you think knives like this are in vogue these days?”

The craftsman came out of the smithy with a long sword.

The width of the blade is wide on the hilt, but the thickness of the blade rapidly decreases towards the tip.

The long sword, shaped like an elongated isosceles triangle, was the favorite of experienced warriors.

“At this level, it is good for cutting and stabbing, and it will penetrate the gaps in the armor. These days, all the knights who make a name for themselves come out wearing full plates.”

“I’m a player, so I can just use my skills regardless of whether it’s a knight or not. It doesn’t matter if it’s not very practical, so just make it as you’re told.”

In the end, the player gave up all logic and pushed on recklessly, and the craftsman clenched his teeth. He thought of the customer and gave him sincere advice, but the arrogant player didn’t even listen to it.

Even if you are a player who is treated as a precious player, there is no law that you will not meet your opponents on the battlefield.

If you meet an opponent who is pushed back by your skills, the only thing you can trust is your teammates and equipment.

Finally, the father-in-law, who had reached the limit of his patience, was fed up and issued a congratulatory order.

“There is no artisan in this city who can make a knife like this. If you’re going to keep doing this, go to a toy store instead of a blacksmith.”

“Damn it, do you think this is the only forge? Wow!”

As soon as the artisan turned his back, the player spat on the ground and left.

Chris began to think seriously, looking back and forth between the trending person and Illesis.

‘Wouldn’t it be helpful for the children’s emotions to just kill all the people they see? If I leave it alone, it will only make bullsh*t… … .’

“What’s wrong, Chris?”

“No, let’s quickly get the equipment and float.”

When Chris entered the smithy, thinking nonsense, the craftsman gave him the sword he had made right away.

The longsword, made faithfully to the basics as he ordered, was very strong and sharp.

The narrow tip of the sword, befitting the latest fashion, glowed coldly in the light of the brazier.

“How do you like it? Each skilled craftsman’s guild helped one by one. It’s one of the finest things I’ve ever made.”

The father-in-law’s words were not lies.

Chris, who wielded the new longsword lightly, expressed his gratitude with a satisfied smile at the good taste.

The perfect balance and pleasant weight feel on your fingertips, making you want to swing it again and again.

This is a monster that could turn even a normal prosecutor into a murderer.

“As expected, it is best to leave it to the experts. You had a lot of trouble before.”

“hahahaha, you showed an ugly look.”

Chris, fascinated by the new weapon, put the labor cost in the hand of the craftsman and quickly left the smithy.

Tyrone, who seemed to have finished his work, was waiting in front of the inn with his horses out.

“What were you two doing so late?”

“I came to watch other players play the truth.”

“what? Were there any other players here?”

Chris put Illesis on the ghost horse’s back and replied curtly.

“Of course it is.”

The Breton Empire’s invasion of the continent was as important an event as the disappearance of the status window.

If the prime minister’s conspiracy succeeds, the landscape of this continent will change completely.

Chris and his party, who immediately left the city, could realize it without difficulty.

On the not-so-wide road, there were already several armed travelers.

Among them, there is a knight who leads countless soldiers while holding the family flag high.

Seeing the scene, Illesis stood behind Chris and tensed up.

Feeling that, Chris turned his head and said a few words.

“Elesis. If you don’t mind, stay in Seidran Kingdom… … .”

“no.”

Chris’ consideration for Illesis was rejected at once.

Her whole body was trembling little by little, but her eyes didn’t tremble at all. Chris had no choice but to look ahead and quietly go on his way.

Tyrone complains about the somewhat obscure goal of preventing an invasion war.

“But even if we went, would we be able to properly get involved in the war?”

“There is an Elom who has been exiled in the kingdom of Basilonia. If you go to him, it won’t be that much of a job.”

“It’s been less than a year since I broke up with him, so I don’t know if I’ve settled in well.”

Tyrone sounded skeptical, but held out a fair amount of hope.

Elrom was adopted by General Frederick, the patron deity of Basilonia.

Being protected by such a person, it is even more strange if you have not been able to occupy a seat.

As Chris and his party approached Basilonia, more and more banners and soldiers appeared.

He clicked his tongue slightly as he realized that the scale of this war was far greater than expected.

The flags gathered here were usually impatient because they couldn’t eat each other.

The fact that such people are gathering without words must mean that the situation is that serious.

Chris arrived in Basilonia after running non-stop for days and passed through the gates with the identity of a mercenary. The smell of war was thick in every corner of the small but sturdy capital.

Soon after, Chris discovers various flags in the castle and is slightly impressed.

“Has the Allied Forces been formed already? I thought you were just getting ready… It’s a lot faster than I thought.”

“Aren’t they moving fast because their lifeline is hanging?”

Tyrone took the word in a sullen manner and inquired about Elom’s sister-in-law.

Since he can’t invade the palace, he will have to call him out first.

In the house where Elom and his family are said to be staying, guards acting as escorts stand with solemn expressions.

“stop! This is the knight’s mansion. Identify your identity and purpose.”

“Mercenary Chris, I have been called by Lord Elom.”

When Chris, who has a shameless attitude, lied without hesitation, the guards’ expressions changed to wonder.

If a mere mercenary had named General Frederick, he would have driven them out without a word.

However, the fact that they came to find Elrom, whose name is still unknown, raised their credibility.

There were wizards and players on the side, so no one could see that they were ordinary mercenaries.

“Umm, since Elom is away now… … .”

“Huh? Chris?”

Just as the guards were talking politely, a woman appeared from inside the mansion and recognized Chris.

The attendants hurriedly looked over and saw that it was Elrom’s younger sister, Eltina. Still looking innocent, she welcomed Chris and his party and volunteered to guide them.

Elom’s sister recognized him, and the guards stopped him no longer.

“What are you doing here? Did you come to help my older brother again this time?”

“Not similar. I heard rumors of a war with Breton.”

When Chris answered roughly, Eltina’s expression darkened.

Even if you have successfully exiled, it will not be very pleasant to fight against your old country.

She led the party to the parlor of the mansion and begged their pardon.

“I’m sorry, my brother is currently attending a meeting hosted by the royal palace. I sent someone, so maybe you can stop by for a while.”

“thank you.”

When Eltina left after guiding, Illesis pulled Chris by the collar.

“Who is that kid again?”

“Brother Elom. It seems you’ve been doing better than I thought. I thought he was being neglected because he was a refugee from the Breton Empire.”

No matter how wartime it was, seeing that they were even escorted by soldiers, it seemed like they were being treated very well.

When Chris answered with some relief, the door opened and servants brought refreshments.

While the party was quenching their thirst with warm tea, the door to the bleak drawing room opened and Elrom appeared.

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