Chapter 594 Sword

Jill wipes her tears in her sleeve.

"... Thank you ... then ..."

A magic circle is drawn on his hat.

The hat rose, from which light fell on Jill's body.

It must be a magic tool. Its hair color changed from brown to steel.

The boy's body is rounded and turns into a girl's. To a familiar figure-

"I'm sorry to lie. I'm not Jill. The real name is silk ..."

She stared straight at Shin. Tr a nsl at e d by jpｍtl .ｃoｍ

"Silk Mueller"

The girl was, indeed, the Silk Muller in the picture.

"Why a boy?"

"... Grandma's ... The witch's master is trying to bring me back, so I'm going to bring a person ... Before I was excommunicated, I couldn't rely on the craftsmen of the studio, so I hired an outsider. I tried not to find it ... "

Like Shin, it's hard for outsiders to see through once you change shape.

There is no point in looking into the abyss unless you have seen the source.

"Did you think I was also employed by Bellamy?" Tr an s la te d by Jpｍtl .c om

The silk nodded.

"... The pods of Filicia are in a distant forest ... I was searching for them, but I wanted to escape to another place ..."

"So, what's the story?"

"... that's not a lie ... it's all about me ..."

I guess his mouth isn't good.

Most of them talked about the facts without even thinking of a lie. Did Shin not know much about silk and thought he could pass it?

Needless to say, if I later learn about silk, I would have noticed that I was going to go dark before that.

Perhaps she has a penalty for trying to deceive, she stares at Singh with a bow and cuts in a frightening way.

"That's a little more ... I'd like you to hear ... Okay ...?"

Contrary to the shivering words, she has strong appealing eyes.

"Yes"

"... Thank you ..."

The silk moves forward and squats slowly.

In front of her gaze was a broken winged sword.

T r an sl at e d by Ｊp mtl .ｃ o ｍ "……Initially……"

He looked sadly at the broken sword, and muttered silk.

"... I thought at first that those who couldn't use my sword were bad ... I'm making the best sword ... I'm not losing to the witch's master ..."

She touched her fingertip with a sword, with a derisive expression.

"But, no matter how good a sword is made or how much praise I get, I know everyone doesn't approve. No matter how good a sword is, it's actually a piece of paper. I won't cut it ... "

Regrets ooze in the plain language.

"... So I looked for a swordsman who could use my sword. When I called, people came from all over the world. Some of the famous swordsmen were more powerful than my brother, Sun. Even some head of head."

She says plainly, with empty eyes and empty eyes.

"But no one was able to swing my sword decently ..."

If you have the power to hold a magic sword or a sacred sword, you will be able to overthrow.

But then you can throw it away, but you can't keep using it. It would be even more difficult if the value of the sword was to be demonstrated.

"... I was immediately stopped by the witch's master. Until I gave my permission, I wouldn't give anyone my sword ..."

If you do poorly, your users will be destroyed.

It will be a measure to spread the bad reputation.

"I thought I didn't know the swordsman anymore ... I know the value of my sword ... I just wanted to make a good sword ... but ..."

T rans l a ted b y ｊpｍ tl .c o m He looked up and saw the sword on the workshop.

"... I feel like the swords that don't speak are protesting silently to me ... Why don't they use it ..."

Silk hangs down there.

It was as if I had bowed down to the swords.

"... I started thinking that it was my ego's ego ..... I wondered what these swords, which weren't used by anyone, were born ...... in a poor way ... lost……"

So did you think Bellamy was not motivated?

"... My master was scolded .... There is only one user in this Ginzu Sekai. Even the swordsman who may appear at any time is a bird-lure iron-fired man ..."

"Did you not understand?"

"Because"

The lips are sharpened, and the silk reveals dissatisfaction.

"... a sword is a tool. If you look at me, you'll see a painful eye, and you'll be pounding ..."

"I have a point"

In Shin's words, silk makes eyes round.

"It's normal for blacksmiths to treat swords with care"

"You are in danger of dying over your sword."

To be frank, she answers for a moment. Tr ansl at ed by Ｊpｍtl .co ｍ

"... I don't think I'll do that ... up to that point ..."

Probably ... in a thin voice, the silk was added.

"Did you preach and leave the studio?"

"It's like selling words and buying words."

Shin asks a question in his gaze.

"If I was so poor at swords, I was told that sometimes I should try to make something that can handle decently.

Silk turned his gaze again to the broken wing sword.

"I made this sword. It's not a sword that anyone can handle, it's a sword that can be used properly.

Silk says, gently stroking the broken sword.

"I've got a holy sword that won't hurt the user ... my boss said it was a good sword, and he should build it so he can handle it. I should match the user ..."

I guess I wanted to have somehow hit the silk without hitting the sword. Bellamy appears to have been struggling to guide her brilliant, immature.

Poor experience is so unbalanced that only skill is prominent.

"They say they're finally moving forward ... this is the correct answer ... but ..."

Her hands tremble. Tears blew through the corners of the eyes.

"... by all means ..."

Silk wipes tears with sleeves of clothes.

"... by all means ........."

Even wiped be wiped, endlessly its drop spill.

"... by all means, I'm ... I don't think this is a good sword ... I can't think of it ...

Make a sword that can be used by the user.

As a blacksmith, I did nothing wrong. It is rather natural.

But for Silk, it was a crime not to twist the life that it should have been.

"... I thought I couldn't do it if it was a blacksmith's job ... so I was excommunicated if I didn't build anything ..."

She bites her lips slightly.

"... but at least one was exactly what the master said ..."

Silk looked at Shin and his sword, Garagudos.

"... Someday, somewhere in this wide sea, you can meet a swordsman who can handle my sword ... I ignored that at that time, though ..."

She stood up when she stored the broken wing sword in the magic circle.

"What's your brother, Sun?"

"Shin Reglia"

"OK, Shin"

The red eyes wet with tears, however, harbor the power.

"I want you to re-forge one sword, right?"

Shin nods.

Sword: "... Well, please. Any sword will be re-trained as told. Instead, I'll become myself ...!"

Silk bows deeply.

"What is Soken?"

"... Oh, I see."

She begins to explain in a hurry.

"Birdy Lure means a swordsman dedicated to a blacksmith. There are blacksmith tournaments that use weapons forged by blacksmiths, communicate improvements, and compare swords to swords. Is there someone who can register as a swordsman ...? "

Silk looks at Shin's reaction.

"I have a lord to serve."

"……Yup……"

"Let's fight as your sword as long as you do not disobey your life."

After being surprised, joy spreads on her face.

"Is it good?"

"Yes. This sword is a good evil sword. If you make it, it's worth saving your life."

As I was impressed, I came out in front of silk.

"Well then, what kind of sword should I use?

"Yes. Various types of magic swords. If possible-about a thousand."

"Thousands !?"

The silk shouted astonished.

"Do you use that much !?"

It looks like she cannot control her joy.

"... Wait, I'll start right away ...!"

When you draw a magic circle under your feet, the silk clothes change. He had an apron on his body, gloves on his arms and goggles on his head.

"House"

The silk, which was about to start working immediately, stopped perfectly.

"Before retraining first"

"... Oh, yeah, sorry. Do you have that sword now?"

"I don't have it at hand, but it's about time."

Footsteps echo.

"It looks like you just came."

Looking back, Shin's view showed me, Rei, and Barzarondo.

Silk's gaze is nailed to Ray's holy sword.

Evil eye squint, and listen long.

“……… that… maybe ……”

"I'm Evans Mana, the sword of the gods"

Shin said, Rey offered the sword.

"I want you to be able to hear the voice of the Demon Spirit King, Dionatek. Can you do it?"

Silk draws a magic circle and puts a god god sword on it. With a serious look, she looks into the abyss of the sword.

she said.

"... First, at least I can't do it here ..."