Chapter 479: - 16 "It's a magic sword shop."
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"Oh, Sam! There's a magic sword shop over here!"
"There's such a thing as a magic sword shop!"
Mizuki took Sam by the hand and led him inside the store, which seemed to be a weapon shop.
"No way! They really sell only magic swords!
"How did you find this place, Mizuki? This place sells a good magic sword. How about a souvenir?
"You can buy a magic sword just like a souvenir?"
As far as Sam remembers, magic swords have been passed down from generation to generation in noble families, or have been the partner of famous knights, though to different degrees. In other cases, the swordsmen of the top adventurers owed most of their abilities to the magic sword.
The magic sword is a swordsman's dream.
Compared to the holy sword, which exists but is rarely seen, the magic sword is expensive, and its wielder may be chosen, but it is not impossible to obtain, and every swordsman dreams of having a magic sword at least once.
If you can buy a rare sword as a souvenir, then of course you will buy it.
"Would you like to buy it?"
"--Yes!"
Sam's mouth dropped open when he saw that sixteen-year-old Mizuki looked more childish than usual.
Mizuki immediately started to look around the store.
Occasionally she said, "Wow! They seemed to be very excited and lively.
Mizuki, who is a swordsman, must also like magic swords.
Although Sam can't use swords, he can't deny that his heart dances when he sees the number of swords on the wall.
"Welcome--oh, isn't it Zoe-sama!"
"The owner. It's been a long time. I've taken the liberty of watching you.
Come in, come in! See as much as you like!"
The owner of the magic sword shop, who appeared from the back of the store, was a dwarf.
His dark brown hair bristled from his head to his beard.
His stout, three-headed frame seemed to be covered in muscular armor.
Even his beard-covered face is recognizable as charming, and he welcomes Zoey with lowered eyes.
"You know Zoey?"
"Mm. The previous owner had my sword struck for me. He's only been here a short time, but he's a good craftsman.
"Oh, come on, I'm embarrassed!"
As Mizuki, Zoe, and the owner were smiling at each other, Sam looked straight at the dwarf with a trembling body.
"It's Mr. Dwarf! A Dwarf as a magic sword shop owner is a fantasy! It may be the high road, but I like it!"
Sam was delighted by the appearance of the Dwarves, who are also representative of the fantasy world, and popped his guts out toward the ceiling.
"......What's wrong with this brother?"
"Don't worry about it. "Don't worry about it. He's tired. Let's just leave him alone."
"Huh. If Master Zoe says so.
"By the way, show her the magic sword. If she likes it, I'll buy it.
"If you are Zoe's guest, of course I am. Come here, girl. I have a very special magic sword for you. You, too, brother."
The shopkeeper saw Mizuki and Sam and recognized them as humans.
Then he took one look at Catherine, a huge sailor-suited woman who was looking around the store behind Zoey, and pretended not to have seen her, so he didn't touch her.
"Yeah. Well, I'm human."
The dwarf shopkeeper smiled at Mizuki, who hesitantly told him she was human.
"No, no, I didn't mean it in a strange way. Welcome, human lady. We have never had a human swordsman in our house before.
The owner glanced at Zoe.
Perhaps he knew that she hated humans.
"If you are Zoey's customer, let me show you something special!
The owner took out a sword.
Even Sam, who does not know much about swords, can clearly see it. This is a bad sword.
A chill runs down his spine.
"Wow! That's amazing! Sam! If my father saw such a demon sword, he would go crazy!"
"I can't imagine that Kurando-sama would go crazy over this, but I'm sure it would be a great gift for a swordsman."
Sam, who cannot use a sword, can understand the greatness of a sword, but he cannot understand the goodness of a sword.
It is a pity indeed.
However, I am proud to say that I have not lost to him when it comes to cutting.
Master Ur has guaranteed me a skill that is equal to or even better than a magic sword, so I have nothing to worry about not being able to use a sword, but as a boy who has been reborn in a fantasy world, I would have liked to hold a magic sword in my hands at least once.
"This is my own masterpiece. I can't beat my predecessors or my father yet, but I'm proud of it.
"--Hmm. It's a good sword. I'll borrow it. Hey, Sam.
"Yeah?"
Zoe, clutching her demon sword, slashed at Sam.
She didn't really mean it, but I could see her movements clearly. I could see her, but I would have been surprised if she had suddenly pointed a demon sword at me.
Reflexively, Sam swung his right arm out.
Then the sword was split in half with a resounding clang.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
A silken scream burst from the burly dwarf's mouth.
"Sam has cut his demon sword! What a waste!"
"Sorry! Hey, Zoe! What the hell are you doing all of a sudden? I just cut it off!"
When Sam protested, Zoe looked at the broken sword and scowled.
"It's a good sword, but it's not enough. If it had been my sword, the result would have been different.
"You know what, don't try to test me!"
Zoey returns the broken demon sword to the shopkeeper without any apology.
Sam wonders what to say to the shocked owner.
He wonders if he will have to pay for it.
"Zoe! My arm wasn't up to snuff yet! I didn't expect my brother to break it so easily."
"You will make a good blacksmith. You will be a good blacksmith.
Thank you!"
(It sounds like a good story, but that's all right. Is this a common sight when shopping? (If that's the case, I'm scared of demons!)
"I'm sorry, girl. I'll show you my father's pride and joy!
"No, thank you!"
"Yeah, just a minute."
The owner then went to the back of the store.
After a while, he brought a sword covered with a white cloth.
"This is a very special sword. If you don't like it, I won't show it to you. I know your brother is strong, but how about this sword?
The smirking dwarf pulls the blade from its scabbard and places it on the table.
"Wow! This is amazing! That demon sword you just saw was awesome, but! This is, how can I put it, too different!"
Like Mizuki who was impressed, Sam was also fascinated by the yokutai.
The blade of the sword was so beautiful that it was hard to believe that it was a demon sword.
It radiated an icy coldness, and yet it seemed to have a solitary presence that no one could approach.
I had the illusion that if I carelessly reached out my hand, my finger would be cut off.
"This is one of the masterpieces that my father hesitated to even name."
"Why didn't you name it?"
He thought that naming the sword would degrade its quality. It is precisely because it has no name that it is beautiful and appeals freely to the viewer's heart.
Sam tilted his head, but Mizuki and Zoe seemed to understand and nodded their heads yes.
"Mizuki, how do you like it?"
"Yes! It's a great demon sword! Father will be pleased, but I might want one too!"
I'll take that.
Hey! Thank you very much!"
"Oh, hey, hey, hey, Zoe! Money is ...... expensive! I don't have that much on me.
Before Sam could say that he would pay for it because it was his wife's request, Zoey opened her mouth, blushing a little.
"Well, I mean, what is it? It's a present from me to Mizuki - a friend."
"What? Oh, no. Is that okay?"
"Of course. I'd be happy to accept it!"
When Zoe shyly told him it was a present, Mizuki broke into a hug.
"Thank you, Zoe!"
"Uh-huh!"
Zoey's face is bright red, and Sam says, "Thank you.
She was very happy to see that Mizuki and she had become friends, even though she had initially seen Sam as an enemy and disliked people.
"Oh, my. Why don't you give me a token of friendship too?"
I don't know if she was serious or not, but when Catherine said that, Zoe turned to the shopkeeper with an unusually disgusted look on her face.
"...... shopkeeper."
"Hey. That half-troll, half-orc scourge of yours is the hammer of my masterpiece!"
"Oh, hey there. A frail lady like me couldn't possibly carry such a heavy thing!"
"What?"
What?
"What?"
（Your muscles are for decoration! Oh, no, I know she's actually a very powerful character, but what about this? (Waiting for a shove?)
Catherine's presence created an indescribable atmosphere that enveloped the magic sword shop.
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"Oh, Sam! There's a magic sword shop over here!"
"There's such a thing as a magic sword shop!"
Mizuki took Sam by the hand and led him inside the store, which seemed to be a weapon shop.
"No way! They really sell only magic swords!
"How did you find this place, Mizuki? This place sells a good magic sword. How about a souvenir?
"You can buy a magic sword just like a souvenir?"
As far as Sam remembers, magic swords have been passed down from generation to generation in noble families, or have been the partner of famous knights, though to different degrees. In other cases, the swordsmen of the top adventurers owed most of their abilities to the magic sword.
The magic sword is a swordsman's dream.
Compared to the holy sword, which exists but is rarely seen, the magic sword is expensive, and its wielder may be chosen, but it is not impossible to obtain, and every swordsman dreams of having a magic sword at least once.
If you can buy a rare sword as a souvenir, then of course you will buy it.
"Would you like to buy it?"
"--Yes!"
Sam's mouth dropped open when he saw that sixteen-year-old Mizuki looked more childish than usual.
Mizuki immediately started to look around the store.
Occasionally she said, "Wow! They seemed to be very excited and lively.
Mizuki, who is a swordsman, must also like magic swords.
Although Sam can't use swords, he can't deny that his heart dances when he sees the number of swords on the wall.
"Welcome--oh, isn't it Zoe-sama!"
"The owner. It's been a long time. I've taken the liberty of watching you.
Come in, come in! See as much as you like!"
The owner of the magic sword shop, who appeared from the back of the store, was a dwarf.
His dark brown hair bristled from his head to his beard.
His stout, three-headed frame seemed to be covered in muscular armor.
Even his beard-covered face is recognizable as charming, and he welcomes Zoey with lowered eyes.
"You know Zoey?"
"Mm. The previous owner had my sword struck for me. He's only been here a short time, but he's a good craftsman.
"Oh, come on, I'm embarrassed!"
As Mizuki, Zoe, and the owner were smiling at each other, Sam looked straight at the dwarf with a trembling body.
"It's Mr. Dwarf! A Dwarf as a magic sword shop owner is a fantasy! It may be the high road, but I like it!"
Sam was delighted by the appearance of the Dwarves, who are also representative of the fantasy world, and popped his guts out toward the ceiling.
"......What's wrong with this brother?"
"Don't worry about it. "Don't worry about it. He's tired. Let's just leave him alone."
"Huh. If Master Zoe says so.
"By the way, show her the magic sword. If she likes it, I'll buy it.
"If you are Zoe's guest, of course I am. Come here, girl. I have a very special magic sword for you. You, too, brother."
The shopkeeper saw Mizuki and Sam and recognized them as humans.
Then he took one look at Catherine, a huge sailor-suited woman who was looking around the store behind Zoey, and pretended not to have seen her, so he didn't touch her.
"Yeah. Well, I'm human."
The dwarf shopkeeper smiled at Mizuki, who hesitantly told him she was human.
"No, no, I didn't mean it in a strange way. Welcome, human lady. We have never had a human swordsman in our house before.
The owner glanced at Zoe.
Perhaps he knew that she hated humans.
"If you are Zoey's customer, let me show you something special!
The owner took out a sword.
Even Sam, who does not know much about swords, can clearly see it. This is a bad sword.
A chill runs down his spine.
"Wow! That's amazing! Sam! If my father saw such a demon sword, he would go crazy!"
"I can't imagine that Kurando-sama would go crazy over this, but I'm sure it would be a great gift for a swordsman."
Sam, who cannot use a sword, can understand the greatness of a sword, but he cannot understand the goodness of a sword.
It is a pity indeed.
However, I am proud to say that I have not lost to him when it comes to cutting.
Master Ur has guaranteed me a skill that is equal to or even better than a magic sword, so I have nothing to worry about not being able to use a sword, but as a boy who has been reborn in a fantasy world, I would have liked to hold a magic sword in my hands at least once.
"This is my own masterpiece. I can't beat my predecessors or my father yet, but I'm proud of it.
"--Hmm. It's a good sword. I'll borrow it. Hey, Sam.
"Yeah?"
Zoe, clutching her demon sword, slashed at Sam.
She didn't really mean it, but I could see her movements clearly. I could see her, but I would have been surprised if she had suddenly pointed a demon sword at me.
Reflexively, Sam swung his right arm out.
Then the sword was split in half with a resounding clang.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
A silken scream burst from the burly dwarf's mouth.
"Sam has cut his demon sword! What a waste!"
"Sorry! Hey, Zoe! What the hell are you doing all of a sudden? I just cut it off!"
When Sam protested, Zoe looked at the broken sword and scowled.
"It's a good sword, but it's not enough. If it had been my sword, the result would have been different.
"You know what, don't try to test me!"
Zoey returns the broken demon sword to the shopkeeper without any apology.
Sam wonders what to say to the shocked owner.
He wonders if he will have to pay for it.
"Zoe! My arm wasn't up to snuff yet! I didn't expect my brother to break it so easily."
"You will make a good blacksmith. You will be a good blacksmith.
Thank you!"
(It sounds like a good story, but that's all right. Is this a common sight when shopping? (If that's the case, I'm scared of demons!)
"I'm sorry, girl. I'll show you my father's pride and joy!
"No, thank you!"
"Yeah, just a minute."
The owner then went to the back of the store.
After a while, he brought a sword covered with a white cloth.
"This is a very special sword. If you don't like it, I won't show it to you. I know your brother is strong, but how about this sword?
The smirking dwarf pulls the blade from its scabbard and places it on the table.
"Wow! This is amazing! That demon sword you just saw was awesome, but! This is, how can I put it, too different!"
Like Mizuki who was impressed, Sam was also fascinated by the yokutai.
The blade of the sword was so beautiful that it was hard to believe that it was a demon sword.
It radiated an icy coldness, and yet it seemed to have a solitary presence that no one could approach.
I had the illusion that if I carelessly reached out my hand, my finger would be cut off.
"This is one of the masterpieces that my father hesitated to even name."
"Why didn't you name it?"
He thought that naming the sword would degrade its quality. It is precisely because it has no name that it is beautiful and appeals freely to the viewer's heart.
Sam tilted his head, but Mizuki and Zoe seemed to understand and nodded their heads yes.
"Mizuki, how do you like it?"
"Yes! It's a great demon sword! Father will be pleased, but I might want one too!"
I'll take that.
Hey! Thank you very much!"
"Oh, hey, hey, hey, Zoe! Money is ...... expensive! I don't have that much on me.
Before Sam could say that he would pay for it because it was his wife's request, Zoey opened her mouth, blushing a little.
"Well, I mean, what is it? It's a present from me to Mizuki - a friend."
"What? Oh, no. Is that okay?"
"Of course. I'd be happy to accept it!"
When Zoe shyly told him it was a present, Mizuki broke into a hug.
"Thank you, Zoe!"
"Uh-huh!"
Zoey's face is bright red, and Sam says, "Thank you.
She was very happy to see that Mizuki and she had become friends, even though she had initially seen Sam as an enemy and disliked people.
"Oh, my. Why don't you give me a token of friendship too?"
I don't know if she was serious or not, but when Catherine said that, Zoe turned to the shopkeeper with an unusually disgusted look on her face.
"...... shopkeeper."
"Hey. That half-troll, half-orc scourge of yours is the hammer of my masterpiece!"
"Oh, hey there. A frail lady like me couldn't possibly carry such a heavy thing!"
"What?"
What?
"What?"
（Your muscles are for decoration! Oh, no, I know she's actually a very powerful character, but what about this? (Waiting for a shove?)
Catherine's presence created an indescribable atmosphere that enveloped the magic sword shop.
"Oh, Sam!There's a magic sword shop over here!""There's such a thing as a magic sword shop!"Mizuki took Sam by the hand and led him inside the store, which seemed to be a weapon shop."No way! They really sell only magic swords!"How did you find this place, Mizuki? This place sells a good magic sword. How about a souvenir?"You can buy a magic sword just like a souvenir?"As far as Sam remembers, magic swords have been passed down from generation to generation in noble families, or have been the partner of famous knights, though to different degrees. In other cases, the swordsmen of the top adventurers owed most of their abilities to the magic sword.The magic sword is a swordsman's dream.Compared to the holy sword, which exists but is rarely seen, the magic sword is expensive, and its wielder may be chosen, but it is not impossible to obtain, and every swordsman dreams of having a magic sword at least once.If you can buy a rare sword as a souvenir, then of course you will buy it."Would you like to buy it?""--Yes!"Sam's mouth dropped open when he saw that sixteen-year-old Mizuki looked more childish than usual.Mizuki immediately started to look around the store.Occasionally she said, "Wow! They seemed to be very excited and lively.Mizuki, who is a swordsman, must also like magic swords.Although Sam can't use swords, he can't deny that his heart dances when he sees the number of swords on the wall."Welcome--oh, isn't it Zoe-sama!""The owner. It's been a long time. I've taken the liberty of watching you.Come in, come in!See as much as you like!"The owner of the magic sword shop, who appeared from the back of the store, was a dwarf.His dark brown hair bristled from his head to his beard.His stout, three-headed frame seemed to be covered in muscular armor.Even his beard-covered face is recognizable as charming, and he welcomes Zoey with lowered eyes."You know Zoey?""Mm. The previous owner had my sword struck for me. He's only been here a short time, but he's a good craftsman."Oh, come on, I'm embarrassed!"As Mizuki, Zoe, and the owner were smiling at each other, Sam looked straight at the dwarf with a trembling body."It's Mr. Dwarf!A Dwarf as a magic sword shop owner is a fantasy!It may be the high road, but I like it!"Sam was delighted by the appearance of the Dwarves, who are also representative of the fantasy world, and popped his guts out toward the ceiling."......What's wrong with this brother?""Don't worry about it. "Don't worry about it. He's tired. Let's just leave him alone.""Huh. If Master Zoe says so."By the way, show her the magic sword. If she likes it, I'll buy it."If you are Zoe's guest, of course I am. Come here, girl. I have a very special magic sword for you.You, too, brother."The shopkeeper saw Mizuki and Sam and recognized them as humans.Then he took one look at Catherine, a huge sailor-suited woman who was looking around the store behind Zoey, and pretended not to have seen her, so he didn't touch her."Yeah. Well, I'm human."The dwarf shopkeeper smiled at Mizuki, who hesitantly told him she was human."No, no, I didn't mean it in a strange way. Welcome, human lady. We have never had a human swordsman in our house before.The owner glanced at Zoe.Perhaps he knew that she hated humans."If you are Zoey's customer, let me show you something special!The owner took out a sword.Even Sam, who does not know much about swords, can clearly see it. This is a bad sword.A chill runs down his spine."Wow!That's amazing!Sam!If my father saw such a demon sword, he would go crazy!""I can't imagine that Kurando-sama would go crazy over this, but I'm sure it would be a great gift for a swordsman."Sam, who cannot use a sword, can understand the greatness of a sword, but he cannot understand the goodness of a sword.It is a pity indeed.However, I am proud to say that I have not lost to him when it comes to cutting.Master Ur has guaranteed me a skill that is equal to or even better than a magic sword, so I have nothing to worry about not being able to use a sword, but as a boy who has been reborn in a fantasy world, I would have liked to hold a magic sword in my hands at least once."This is my own masterpiece. I can't beat my predecessors or my father yet, but I'm proud of it."--Hmm. It's a good sword. I'll borrow it. Hey, Sam."Yeah?"Zoe, clutching her demon sword, slashed at Sam.She didn't really mean it, but I could see her movements clearly. I could see her, but I would have been surprised if she had suddenly pointed a demon sword at me.Reflexively, Sam swung his right arm out.Then the sword was split in half with a resounding clang."Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"A silken scream burst from the burly dwarf's mouth."Sam has cut his demon sword!What a waste!""Sorry!Hey, Zoe!What the hell are you doing all of a sudden?I just cut it off!"When Sam protested, Zoe looked at the broken sword and scowled."It's a good sword, but it's not enough. If it had been my sword, the result would have been different."You know what, don't try to test me!"Zoey returns the broken demon sword to the shopkeeper without any apology.Sam wonders what to say to the shocked owner.He wonders if he will have to pay for it."Zoe!My arm wasn't up to snuff yet!I didn't expect my brother to break it so easily.""You will make a good blacksmith. You will be a good blacksmith.Thank you!"It sounds like a good story, but that's all right. Is this a common sight when shopping?If that's the case, I'm scared of demons!"I'm sorry, girl. I'll show you my father's pride and joy!"No, thank you!""Yeah, just a minute."The owner then went to the back of the store.After a while, he brought a sword covered with a white cloth."This is a very special sword. If you don't like it, I won't show it to you. I know your brother is strong, but how about this sword?The smirking dwarf pulls the blade from its scabbard and places it on the table."Wow!This is amazing!That demon sword you just saw was awesome, but!This is, how can I put it, too different!"Like Mizuki who was impressed, Sam was also fascinated by the yokutai.The blade of the sword was so beautiful that it was hard to believe that it was a demon sword.It radiated an icy coldness, and yet it seemed to have a solitary presence that no one could approach.I had the illusion that if I carelessly reached out my hand, my finger would be cut off."This is one of the masterpieces that my father hesitated to even name.""Why didn't you name it?"He thought that naming the sword would degrade its quality. It is precisely because it has no name that it is beautiful and appeals freely to the viewer's heart.Sam tilted his head, but Mizuki and Zoe seemed to understand and nodded their heads yes."Mizuki, how do you like it?""Yes!It's a great demon sword!Father will be pleased, but I might want one too!"I'll take that.Hey!Thank you very much!""Oh, hey, hey, hey, Zoe!Money is ...... expensive!I don't have that much on me.Before Sam could say that he would pay for it because it was his wife's request, Zoey opened her mouth, blushing a little."Well, I mean, what is it? It's a present from me to Mizuki - a friend.""What?Oh, no. Is that okay?""Of course. I'd be happy to accept it!"When Zoe shyly told him it was a present, Mizuki broke into a hug."Thank you, Zoe!""Uh-huh!"Zoey's face is bright red, and Sam says, "Thank you.She was very happy to see that Mizuki and she had become friends, even though she had initially seen Sam as an enemy and disliked people."Oh, my. Why don't you give me a token of friendship too?"I don't know if she was serious or not, but when Catherine said that, Zoe turned to the shopkeeper with an unusually disgusted look on her face."...... shopkeeper.""Hey. That half-troll, half-orc scourge of yours is the hammer of my masterpiece!""Oh, hey there. A frail lady like me couldn't possibly carry such a heavy thing!""What?"What?"What?"Your muscles are for decoration!Oh, no, I know she's actually a very powerful character, but what about this?Waiting for a shove?Catherine's presence created an indescribable atmosphere that enveloped the magic sword shop.
