Renkinjutsushi Desu. Jijou wa Gomibako ni Sutete Kimashita

When I went inside, I felt a little dusty because I had been away for a long time. Reis coughs, but moves to the back.

Most of the potions are lined up on the shelves, and household items and the like are only minimally necessary. There are many potions that Reis has previously made on a test basis, as well as even finished products.

It's just that what Reyce wants is material.

Materials cannot be arranged on shelves, so they are stored inside a workshop in the basement.

By the way, the basement and the workshop were made by the magic of Reyce's master. The finish of the workshop is just perfect, perfect for alchemy research. Reis respects his master only with regard to alchemy and magic arms.

I go down the stairs to the basement for the first time in a long time and enter the room where I keep the material. The room was even temperature-regulated by magic, so the air was felt differently from the outside.

While Reis remembers such a familiar feeling, he begins to recover the material.

As for Reis, I really want to bring it all back, but I don't bring anything convenient like bags with infinite stuff in ignorance of mass with hatred.

"Damn... the many materials I have taken with my life... forgive me for my impudence. I'll definitely pick you up someday."

He sorts out the necessary material with the thought of a disconnect in tears and packs it in his bag.

Although it's been a long time since I've visited, I haven't forgotten about the placement of the materials, and the process doesn't go far. As for the mood, there is a lot of stray.

While breaking the glass's heart, Reis finished collecting the material quickly. Of course, some of them are material to save Sylvia.

I grabbed what was in the corner of my sight, trying to rush back to Raffie as it was.

"Sword..."

There is one sword erected on the wall.

It wasn't made by Lace herself, it was given to her by her master.

'I thought you were going to die, you fucking master! Send your precious apprentice to wherever he is!

That was the day Rayce first met the undead.

Reyce had gone somewhere alone to pick up the material. Even so, it wasn't Rayce who wanted to go, but my master forced me to use it.

"Oh, Ray, you're home. I didn't store the materials properly. '

'Please, will you play catch ball for the conversation? Or my apprentice came home worn out, but his reaction isn't too faint? That's crazy, isn't it? I didn't go to the market there, you didn't hear about the undead, did you?

'Cause I didn't say so!

'Even naturally, you're about the only one who can say that...!

Reis had a grudge against his master during potion making. He turned his gaze, but the person in question had a cool look on his face. It was more of a Doya face.

- If you stay like this, you'll die one day. Absolutely die.

Race creeps to the ground with cloudy eyes.

'Hehe, I'm kidding. I didn't even know there were demons out there. Nevertheless, if you're undead, you can easily defeat it if you keep bumping into it even with holy water!

"I want to see my master. I can't use magic, and I'm the one who gets ground beef while I'm throwing."

"Well, then let's do that to you, Ray!

That was the one sword that fit in the sheath that I was so good at being offered. I don't see anything particularly unusual, if I insist, would the sheath be somewhat decorative? Unable to grasp intent, Reyce saw the master's face.

"What's this?

"Hmm? It's a sword, a sword! The one that works for the undead I used to make. I didn't use the good stuff I tried to make, so I kept it. '

'No, I can't use my sword...'

"Well, shake me when you have to!

"I don't want to be in that situation first."

All I get is a bitter laugh, not a lok memory.

However, it was certain that it would be useful in the present situation.

"That fucking master can be useful sometimes too......!

It's an experience that even impresses me. I didn't know the day would come when what I gave away from my master would be useful.

Reyce hurries out of the basement when he takes the sword he was standing on.

"Reyce, get out of there!!"

"Huh?"

Reis stiffened for a moment to Raffy's cry, which was emitted shortly after he climbed the stairs to the ground. He then ran out of the house with no idea and the momentum to break through the door.

"What the hell..."

- What blocked Reyce's words was the Great Sword passing directly beside him at high speed.

A few seconds after the roar rang from behind, Rayce looked back, feeling a bad feeling, and there was a flashly crashed house there. Around the center of the collapse, a familiar sword is pierced.

When Rayce looked at Raphy unexpectedly, the look on her face that seemed sorry caught my eye.

Sorting out the current situation.

The material collection has been successfully completed. But the house collapsed due to the throw of the Great Sword. Needless to say, the killer is a skeleton. Due to the collapse of the house, it is extremely difficult to recover the remaining materials in the basement…

"Skeleton, I will never forgive you alone......!

Rayce stares at Skeleton with anger and anger. And before Skeleton could move out, he ran over to Raffie and handed him the sword he had.

"Now if we cut it, maybe we can take him down.... maybe."

"That's a lot of ambiguity..."

"Well, it wasn't me who made it, it was my master."

Speaking of which, Rayce realizes that she has never used this sword before.

It might have been slightly quicker to trust the master without also checking his performance. If this doesn't do any good, I'll give you a grand harassment the next time I see that fucking master. Yeah, let's do that.

Having finished a mysterious decision in his heart, Reyce leaves to stay out of the fight. All you have to do is support Raffie with precision.

Raffie at the time, who can count on Reis, pulls the sword he receives out of his sheath and stands guarded.

"... that's light"

but I couldn't feel the weight and was uncomfortable than the sword I always used.

The sword's full body is' black 'that seems to swallow the light of day. It was not made of common ore, but was born by combining special ore with witchcraft.

The sword incorporates sacred magic, another weakness of the undead, which makes it a very effective weapon against the undead.

However, Lulimes, Race's master, could use sacred sorcery himself, making the sword a useless prodigy. In the first place, this sword was originally born in the course of experiments that allowed magic to enter objects, so I didn't want to use it from the beginning.

Either way, it would be a pleasure to have Lulimes' experiment around and now at the service of the Reyes.

As for Reis, who has been annoyed in terms of her life, it depends on whether she will be annoyed or not this time.

Raffie, who doesn't even know Dew, such as Rayce's insides, dares to go in against the handless skeleton.

"Ha!"

The blow fired with his voice was taken by Skeleton's arm - cutting off his arm as it was.

This is a sight that has been repeated many times since before. What is troublesome is the ability to play back, whether cut or not, back to normal.

But now.

"Play... don't"

Until now, the arms I've been playing in seconds won't come back to normal. Skeleton himself, who perceived the anomaly, looked at his arms as surprised.

And show a bare gesture of vigilance when you understand that the sword that Raffie holds can be lethal to you.

"Well, if the sword works, it's ours."

A rather intimidating grin comes to Raffy's mouth, though it can't even be evil.

Skeleton gradually sank into the shadows, frightened, as though he was barely pressured by that grin that even felt manly.

Completely shadowed, Skeleton begins to move in the opposite direction to Raffy without getting lost.

I mean... I ran away.

"... hmm?

Raffie is also surprised by completely unexpected behavior. The very fact that demons escape is very rare.

Skeleton keeps moving away while Raffy stands still for about a second.

However, Raffie, an S-class adventurer, couldn't have missed the enemy so easily.

"Sorry, I'm not letting you get away with this."

When Raphy grabbed the pattern of the sword, he threw it straight towards the shadow as he wished. The sword, which cuts off the wind and proceeds, strikes directly at the shadows without aiming.

Then when the ground also crushes, the skeletons crawl out of the shadows.

One leg seemed to have blown up in the current shock, and it was missing. I can no longer even move with my bone body.

Then, the only way to travel in the shadows was to lose the means.

"Well, that's what you've been doing for so long."

In front of Skeleton, Raffie's figure nestled with a sword at some point.

- The possibility of helping from here was no longer desperate.