hit. I hit it hard.
Orichalcum is a really troublesome metal. Or rather, I think it's not just a metal, but a metal lifeform or something.
In addition to meticulous temperature control, it is necessary to use the proper amount of magical power when striking. It's like having a conversation with magic through a mallet. Moreover, he is a super-masochist who wants to be hit. If you don't beat until you're satisfied, you can't mold it into the desired shape, and the strength will be uneven.
"Oh my! Is this place!? Is this place good!?
It's too troublesome and cursing will come out of your mouth. Moreover, I feel that cursing like this can be better molded. Are these guys really alive?
"From the outside, you're a strange person."
"I wonder why you're yelling..."
I can hear the voices of Hisohiso, Rifana, and Elmina-san. I don't want to do this either! But Orichalcum is such a metal!
That's why I don't want to train too much, this guy. The reason I made God Silver is because I hated this hassle.
"Hmph, boring."
"Well, what do you think? I think it's better to evaluate after watching until the end."
I managed to finish forging the blade of the orichalcum dagger, so next time I will forge a steel dagger that is one size larger. How naive steel is compared to Orichalcum.
Arrange Japanese daggers carefully and painstakingly forged. Yeah, I got two daggers with exactly the same shape but a slightly different size. So I took out the god silver stick from the storage. I need it for the work I'm about to do.
"What is the boy doing?"
"Come on, let's see."
Concentrate your magic and consciousness while listening to the voices of the outfield. Space magic perfectly traces Orichalcum's dagger in three dimensions. It is very tiring to trace perfectly without overlooking the sharpness of the cutting edge. I felt like my head would explode from the huge amount of information, but I somehow managed to finish the trace, so I hollowed out the contents of the steel dagger with space-cutting magic in the shape I traced.
The contents of the hollowed-out steel dagger roll with a clanging sound.
"Shindo..."
But this is not the end. This time, the orichalcum dagger is teleported so that it fits perfectly with the steel dagger whose contents are hollowed out. This was much easier than hollowing out.
"Good"
Once you've come this far, all you have to do is prepare the handle and scabbard. From the materials prepared in the smithy, I choose something that looks good and finish it quickly. I'm used to working around here.
Thus, a double-layered dagger of steel and orichalcum was completed. Engrave a four-leaf clover stamp on the pommel and you're done.
"I did it"
"Hmph, a two-layer structure of steel and orichalcum. What is your intention?"
"Orichalcum daggers are too heavy for a child to hold. That's why I coated them with steel. It shows its true value even if it receives an attack that can be cut off by steel."
"It takes too much time. It's not suitable for mass production."
That's right. The theme this time is the swing I give to my child.
"But well, it's made carefully. Besides, the way it's made is also innovative. From my point of view, it's a wicked way, but it's creative and ingenious. If it were me, I'd use an orichalcum dagger as the core and strike it as it is."
"I don't know if the Orichalcum's blade will be distorted."
"That kind of thing depends on your skill. And with this construction, the outer steel part will be crushed and useless when it receives a strong impact."
"If it receives such a shock, the Orichalcum blade will come out. And it's fitted without any gaps with space cutting, so it won't distort so easily."
"Hmph, I'm saying that if you forge it and press it, you won't have to worry about that. You immature."
"Dude and this bastard"
I glared at Balgand. After all, I think it's better to hit each other once and put it in black and white.
"Yes, yes, that's all. I wonder why you guys can't get along."
Reality intervened. No matter what I say, I can't help it because I have a grudge against this guy. The Shingin Zizai Sword and Crystal Core Blade Silver Sword that I made with great care will never return.
"So, what do you think? Are you disqualified for being stingy?"
"I'm inexperienced, but I appreciate your ingenuity. It was a method that I couldn't come up with as a blacksmith.
"Understood"
"Oh, you're so honest"
"I'm satisfied just by telling you that it was a method that I couldn't think of as a blacksmith god. I think I can make even better things if I continue to pursue it."
In the first place, manufacturing is endless. At that point in time, my best work will probably exist, but if I keep working hard, I'm sure my skills will improve ten years from now. There's no such thing as a fixed upper limit like in games.
"Then, give me my blessing."
"Ou, take it - goah!? What the hell are you doing!"
This guy suddenly hit me on the head with a blacksmith gavel.
"I'm a blacksmith god, so I can only give blessings in this way. Forgive me."
"Gigigigigi... well, what's next?"
Even if I care about this old man any more, I'm just going to get angry. Let's just go to the next place and say goodbye to this guy.
"Oh, next time. Let's go to Melonel."
"I'll come with you. We're running out of alcohol."
"Good, let's go to Taka"
"Are you coming too?"
I thought I could say goodbye, but it seems that I will follow you. Damn it.
"Both of you are quiet."
"No, what are you going to do with us in front of God?"
"I think Taishi-kun, who doesn't change his attitude toward God, or rather, his attitude worsens, is strange, you know?"
"Is that so?"
"Yes, yes, let's go."
When I was talking to the two people who were quiet like the cats I borrowed, my vision suddenly changed again. where is this? Sand as far as the eye can see. It looks like a desert, but was there a desert on this continent?
"Sand Sea... Could this be the second continent?"
"Correct, you know it well. To be precise, it's called the Plum Continent."
"Ah, so there are other continents.
"It seems that Melonel is often having fun with humans at the bar."
While listening to Elmina-san and Real talk, I display the map on the menu and check my current location. Apparently, our current location is located far northeast of the first continent we've been on-Pete Continent. Let's put a marker around here appropriately. If you do that, you can use it as a warp point for long-distance teleportation, and it will be a foothold for activities on this continent.
"And where is Melonel's throne?"
"Look, there and there"
"bean paste?"
When I looked at where Real was pointing, I saw something floating in the sky.
"Floating island?
"Melonel's throne is the palace on that floating island. He lives comfortably there, surrounded by his followers."
"What's that envy?"
Involuntarily, the real voice came out. And from his left and right he was pinched by his side. why.
"Let's go then"
Reality floats softly and flies to the floating island. Valgand also flies in the same way.
"Um"
"As expected, I don't have the confidence to jump up there."
"I will hold you"
Embracing the two in my arms, I also float with flying magic. Sake God Melonel, what kind of guy? I think it's probably that old man with the Ebisu face.
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"Would you like me to make some delicious side dishes for you?"
"Is that a trial?"
"Let's go. It's easy, right?"
As soon as I arrived at the palace and asked about the situation, Melonel brought up such a subject. It's good that the story is fast, but it's too unreasonable. By the way, Balgand's old man got some alcohol from Melonel and left quickly. That guy really just came here to collect alcohol.
"No, I'm not even a cook, but..."
While scratching my head, I turned my gaze to reality. She gave me a thumbs-up as if to tell me to do my best. Oh, I'm in trouble.
It's reckless to rely on Elmina-san. how's the refana? Oh, is it impossible? Even if you don't shake your head with such a tearful expression.
"Do you mind if I expect you to?"
For the time being, I was guided to the kitchen by a woman who was a descendant of Melonel.
Meronel's throne, the Sky Temple, was not just Meronel's home, but many beautiful women lived together. All women are beautiful and have big breasts. Melonel seems to be a busty ski. He's an old man with a big belly and Ebisu face, but he has a good hobby!
"what up?"
"home?"
"separately"
For some reason, Elmina-san and Rifana were following behind us. Well, I guess he was worried about leaving me when there was only God and his followers. It would be a problem if the two of them did something to me while I wasn't looking, so I'll be saved as well.
"No, you were worried...?"
"I was just worried about you, or rather the women around me."
When I told them my thoughts, I got this kind of rude reaction.
"What do you guys think of me?"
"Hmm, but, hey?"
"I'm not careless and I have no gaps."
I don't understand. Well, let's quickly make a knob. To be frank, I'm not a drinker, so I don't really know what kind of sake is good. Well, it would be nice to have something a little salty that you can easily pick up with one hand.
"What are you making?"
"Hmm, how about boiled behemoth and kombu tsukudani?"
I decided on the menu after checking the seasonings that were in the kitchen.
Soak the salted behemoth meat in water to remove the salt while taking out the dried seafood and dried kombu seaweed secretly given to us by the tribe of birds.
Reconstitute dried kombu seaweed and small shellfish such as freshwater clams in water and mix the seasonings used for tsukudani. I used the soy sauce I got from the Kett Si village before, sugar from this kitchen, and rice wine-like sake.
But it's still going to take a while, and a reminder will come.
"At times like this, don't limit yourself to cutting corners."
Take out various canned goods from storage. For the time being, biscuits with a strong salty taste are iron plates. Would you like to try the stew too? I haven't tried the canned food I got from the canteen in the domed facility yet.
"this is..."
It's a box-shaped can that's about the size of my fist. Among the many cylindrical cans, this one stood out. When I opened it, there was something like hardened minced meat inside.
"This is that."
I don't understand the letters written on the can, but no matter how you look at it, it's that. It has become synonymous with junk mail. When I tasted it a little, it was still salty. The place where it feels a little greasy is exactly that. I like it relatively, and sometimes I bought it and ate it in my original world. It's becoming more common to put it in the supermarket in the neighborhood.
"what is that?"
"canned meat"
"Is that meat? It doesn't look like meat at all."
"It's a meat that has been carefully mashed, seasoned with salt, and heated."
When I scooped it out with a spoon and pushed it out, Rifana cautiously put the canned meat into her mouth. She chews it for a while and then swallows it.
"Salty"
"I guess. It's probably better to cook it than it is."
Open the contents on a cutting board and slice it a little thicker. Bake both sides in a frying pan as it is without oil, divide it into three equal parts on the frying pan, pierce it with a wooden skewer, and give it to Rifana and Elmina-san. Of course I eat too.
"Yeah, I like this better than raw."
"that's right"
"It's a little salty, but it's delicious. It looks like it would go well with bread."
While watching the two people reviewing the product, I beat the chicken eggs to make fried eggs, and put the same sliced and grilled canned meat on the same plate. It is a mimicked pork egg. I put it on a tray together with a mug of warm stew and an opened can of biscuits and asked Melonel's relatives to bring it to me.
While I was doing that, I finished desalting the behemoth meat and rehydrating the kelp and seafood, so I made boiled behemoth and kelp boiled in soy. Both Tsukudani and Tsukudani are miscellaneous dishes that are just boiled, but this kind of thing would be fine for sake knobs. Or rather, it would be a problem if they expected me to cook decent food.
"Who made this dish?! ? 』
Somehow I can hear the old man's noisy voice in the distance. Call the proprietress! It's a sword curtain that seems to say something like that. Well, I told you to make it yourself, so I'm sure there's no one else but me, think with common sense.
I hear something running. Well, it goes without saying what's already running. I take out the same canned meat that I used for cooking earlier from the storage and set it up.
"The meat and egg ryogu bear from just now."
The canned meat threw with just the right amount of force to prevent the can from collapsing even if it hit the human body, and the canned meat pierced the center of Melonel's face.
"Don't run into the kitchen. It will raise dust."
"Fucking... Huh!? This is a can of spanmies!? Isn't that the can of spanmies you've dreamed of!? Where did you get this!?"
"I found it when I was exploring the ruins in a certain place.
"What are you doing!? Please, give it to me! Please!"
"No!
"Afterlife! Ask for it!"
"Yeah, that's fine. I'll reserve three for me, okay?"
How futile it is to pretend to be a joke to someone who doesn't know the story. Well, it would be a problem if someone told me to kill him and still take it. I took out all the cans of span mee that I had, leaving the ones I had for myself.
Since it comes in a pack of three, I decided to secure only one pack in my storage and hand over the rest. I don't need that many.
"Is this place really that big!?
"No, it's fine. Instead, you understand, don't you?"
"Of course!
The god of sake was choro. I feel like this is okay, but it would be nice if the person himself said so.
"Wait, is it okay to be so light?"
"Yeah. I don't like the vault-han's method in the first place. Your mother seems to be serious this time."
While Melonel said so in a fake Kansai dialect, he took out a bowl of cooked rice from somewhere. Then, quickly grill the sliced bread, put it on top of the bale-shaped rice, and bite into it.
"Kah! This is it! It's been a long time and I'm about to cry!"
Well, there are. People who are obsessed with certain foods. For Melonel, it was the can of spanmee. Come to think of it, these guys were originally ancient people, and they're the result of people who took in pseudo-divines into their bodies. If so, wouldn't it be strange to have some kind of fondness for foods from the old world?