129 18 Stories Contraindicated Sword, Manufacturing

Dwarf breed Nano, one of Wright's vengeful opponents, resigns from his job to manufacture a 'contraindicated sword'.

I moved to a house in the suburbs.

Metal gates in stone and metal walls.

It has two floors, some gardens but not much maintenance, and the building is built for sturdiness over decoration.

For this reason, the image of a small castle fortress is stronger than a noble mansion.

There were no problems because the funds were rewarded by the murder of Wright, who was a 'Yes -' candidate.

The entire house where Nano moved was originally built for blacksmith research, making it very suitable for the manufacture of 'contraindicated swords'.

Semi-underground blacksmith.

Furthermore, research rooms exist in the basement so that no secrets are leaked.

The former owner, like Nano, seems to have continued his research to create a 'legendary weapon', but he dies without a wish.

Is it a kind of irony that once again those who seek to create the 'legendary weapon' have moved in?

"Maido, I'm a leech."

Race (human) merchants speak up at the doorstep of such a mansion.

After a loud bang of doorknockers to reach Nano's ears properly.

A merchant puts his face on the mansion with his ordered luggage on a carriage covered with a thick cloth.

The merchant was a race (human), around 170 cm tall, and the skinny and wearing clothes were also extremely normal. The leather bag, which is usually lowered from the shoulder, was currently placed in the carriage.

Overall, it looks like it lacks character.

If I insist, my eyes as thin as yarn and my frigid grin would be just a little memorable.

Safe, he heard a door knocker, and the door just opens a little.

Even though it's still daytime, the inside of the door is dark.

I guess it's because I don't have any lights on.

Nonetheless, Nano's eyes glowed like a giraffe and light lit.

"Whoa, a leech... what's your stuff?

"Of course, we have all the items Nano ordered this time."

Hissomi tells with a frigid smile.

Nano sneezes in his jaw at his words and gives instructions: 'Turn around behind me'.

I'm going to put my baggage through the entrance on the back.

Leeches also turn back in a way they are used to.

Turn around back and pull the carriage near the entrance warehouse.

Hissomi takes a note from the nostalgia and reads out the name of the product to be brought in this time.

"In addition to alcohol, daily necessities and consumables, we have also carried iron ore, coal and various alchemy materials in our groceries. And I prepared about three barrels of special ingredients this time. However, this special material is a little too heavy for elementary students..."

"I know. I guess race (human) is weak... But it's an important ingredient. Don't let the Lord touch you because he will carry you well."

"No, thank you."

To Nico and the frigid grinning leeches, Nano buzzes his nose once and begins work just now.

Nano carries in with him a large barrel.

He's around level 300.

I can easily carry a large barrel of this magnitude.

In the meantime, leeches carry in fine items such as food.

The two of us worked on it, so it didn't take long to get the package in.

From the back entrance, when the luggage is carried in, the facing leech speaks to Nano inside the warehouse.

"Then, as always, you'll get the money from the Adventurer Alliance account."

I'll take care of it. It's a certificate.

Hand a certificate to Hissomi stating the amount prepared in advance by Nano.

Now you can receive Nano's money in your Adventurer Alliance account.

Hissomi waves the topic with ease of public speaking when she misses the certificate as important.

"Is the example production going well? If there's any missing materials or materials, I'll give you a quick convenience.

"No problem. Rather, it's going well. Look, look at this."

Make a mad grin, pull out one knife that was stuck in your hips and show it.

The blade of the knife was blushing, and when I stared, the black wax was slightly raised.

"It's a knife I created as an experiment, following a book that summarizes the 'contraindication sword' manufacture I bought from the Lord. Despite creating only one race (Human) into the ingredients, we were able to create a Relic (Relic Class) knife! Hihihihihihihihi! Wonderful work!

"Yes, that's great work. I want the kids to drop it off as a product."

Hissomi replied without moving a nagging smile as she overheard 'I created one race (human) into the ingredients'.

The 'contraindicated sword' they are talking about is a cursed weapon with powerful powers that rarely comes out of the ruins, etc.

It is called "sword," but refers to weapons in general, including not only swords, but also axes, spears, etc.

It's basically a cursed weapon that cuts the life expectancy of the user, seeks life blood, erodes and drives the spirit crazy.

Some of Ogami's heroes supposedly used the "contraindication sword" to hold it in with strong spiritual power - but they are generally treated as dangerous goods.

Therefore, it was called "The Sword of Contraindication," "The Weapon of Curse," etc.

Even in the six-country agreement, 'contraindication swords' were treated as dangerous goods and were strictly demanded to be notified immediately if they were mistakenly acquired or discovered that others had them. If you deliberately violated and possessed it, even the death penalty is possible.

Nano buys books that make such "contraindication swords" from leeches and actually creates "race (human) into ingredients".

You like the merchant hissomi reply, Nano, who manufactured the reddish knife, speaks out in a good mood.

"Right, right! Again, if one should see it, how one understands the beauty of this knife even in the inferior race (human) as a species!... No, using incompetent race (human) as a material to create such a great knife is not because of his excellent talent as a blacksmith? Maybe it is the Dwarf species sent by the goddess to this earth to create the" Legendary Weapon "..."

He enters his world on the way and begins his monologue.

The "contraindication sword" created by "using race (human) as an ingredient" cannot have any effect on the manufacturer.

Nano is unknowingly eroded in his spirit, but as for himself, it was only a comforting stimulus to create even a 'legendary weapon'.

Special Materials - One of the large barrels moves out rattling.

In response to that sound, Nano stopped moving.

Hissomi excuses herself as she scratches her head in regret.

"Ah, apparently the medicine didn't work. I'm sorry, I woke you on the way."

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Nano doesn't even respond to Hissomi's apology. He puts his hands on a rattling, moving barrel and opens the lid.

And they camouflage the monkey gruff inside, peeking into a racial man with his hands and feet, his body tied down disappointingly and unable to move.

"... a good living race (human). This is going to make a great weapon. You guys are in luck. Because by this genius blacksmith, you can be reborn into a legendary weapon that will be told forever. I will turn you incompetent men into legendary weapons without wasting a drop of heart, bone, skin, resentment, pain, madness, resentment, or blood. Delight, rejoice."

"Nng woo!? Mm-hmm! Ngu!"

The adult male race (human) in the barrel trembles and rumbles at Nano's remarks, shaking his neck sideways in tears, but cannot move properly because it is securely fixed by monkey claws & ropes.

When Nano carefully closes the lid again, he is in charge of the large barrel.

They're moving to an underground laboratory.

"Now we're going to get busier and busier. Leeches, bring more and more races."

"Got it, leave it to the elementary school students."

Hissomi replies in agreement without shaking any frigid smile, even though the same race (human) is being brutally seen.

He got out of the warehouse and into the carriage, leaving the mansion behind.

Hissomi whines as she manipulates the carriage as your guest.

Think of thin eyes with only one eye open.

"Is there no movement at the moment... or is it already working but I just don't notice the elementary school students... If so, that's a bit of a hassle. No, it stinks..."

His soliloquy disappears distorted by the horse's footsteps, the sound of the carriage moving.

And it didn't go straight into anyone's ear, and it melted and disappeared.