The Old Knight of a Frontier District

5

"Grandpa.

Your body. "

while taking measurements, Porpo said.

I'm not just surprised by the big things, I seem to admire solid muscles and bones.

Sometimes when I put my hand on my chin, I think about something.

I think so, palms all over Baldo's body to make sure he feels it.

On the workbench is spread the fur of the beast of the beast of the clean smoothed river bear.

The leather is so beautiful that I couldn't believe it was very warcraft fur at first.

The colours are also blue.

I guess I dyed it, but how the hell can I dye the fur of a warcraft?

But soon Bardo saw an even more incredible sight.

Measured, they were marking the leather with charcoal, but when they took the cutting knife, they stuck the blade in the leather of the Warcraft.

Bardo opened his eyes.

Bardo knows exactly how tough the skin of the Warcraft is.

I painfully know how difficult it is to slash and tear it apart.

Yet the leather of the Warcraft is slashed into it, as if it were a horse skin or even a cowhide.

Slowly, but unwaveringly steady.

Drawing a gentle curve, the leather is cut apart.

Eventually, the mould was cut out.

Here Polpo let himself go.

Bardo didn't even think of it, and he exhaled.

Both Gordon and Jurchaga exhaled, uh-huh.

Everyone forgot to look at the work and breathe.

Taking a breath, Porpo resumed his work.

In addition, a hole was cut through its central part.

Working that far, the cut out leather was covered in bald.

Put your head through the hole.

The leather was shaped to cover the back to the belly.

To fit Baldo's body perfectly.

"The usual leather armor is made in several parts.

That makes for stronger armor.

It's not easy to tear, it's easy to move, and if it gets damaged a lot, you can just replace that part.

But if you're going to use this warcraft fur, you better not split it it in detail.

Even though they were stronger than metal armor, holes don't make them weaker.

Either way, I don't think we can get a comparable repair material.

Well, it just kind of interferes with the movement, but Grandpa's style of combat won't be a problem.

Compared to metal armor. Oh, it's so flexible, and the more you use it in, the easier it should be to move.

A lot of swords. Then you can't even scratch this guy.

At the chest. "

Porpo continued his explanation, writing a round sign on his chest with a tongue and finger.

"Apply three pieces of leather of different sizes one by one to give them strength.

Take the three pieces of leather from a different place.

And then spell in the leather in the belly.

Doing so will stop me from being scared of any blow.

Well, stitching makes it harder like an idiot. "

Don't stitch me up!

Bardo raised his voice unexpectedly.

The skin of a warcraft takes a lot of effort just to slice one in.

It shouldn't be possible to sew with a needle.

But Porpo took Baldo's surprise in a different way.

"Ooh.

When I put in the stitches, the leather is without a table.

Use this guy. "

Porpo took the lid of the pot he had left in the corner of the room.

Inside, there is a black loose liquid.

Smells like a beast.

"It's the yarn of a chatra spider.

Forty-eight bottles are better aligned.

Strong. Yeah.

Only this thread can sew the fur of a warcraft.

I'm boiling the extract out of the fur of the Warcraft and soaking it in.

The yarn soaked this way often gets acquainted with fur.

It does not damage the leather and cannot be harmed from the leather.

When soaked overnight, dry and apply wax.

To improve the slip. "

The yarn you take from the Chatra spider is very beautiful and light.

Be the finest garment material.

According to Porpo, the more matching chatra yarn does not cut easily, even with iron, and there is nothing else comparable in strength to the force of pulling.

Chatra yarn immersed in an extract of the fur of the Warcraft no longer seems as strong as the leather of the Warcraft itself.

After spending plenty of time moulding them, Bardo and the others were kicked out when they were told to come and get them because they could do it three days later.

6.

"That was Holy Hard Silver."

On the way home from Porpo's workshop, Jurchaga said.

Bardo stopped in surprise and stared seriously at Jurchaga.

Holy Hard Silver.

It is precisely the metal that is considered to be the main material of the Devil's Sword (Erguadra).

It's the hardest substance in the world.

It may be referred to as the crystal of man's wisdom.

Which one is that?

And Bardo asked.

"Oh no.

All of it.

And a cutting knife. Cut out too. Stoppins too.

I wonder if that's what sewing needles are for.

Amazing, isn't it?

It's a fortune.

Oh, it was like a regular steel knife.

Hey, the artisan's father said he was a famous leather armor artisan in the Principality of Zarban, but that's great. "

Holy hard silver is not something you can buy trying to buy.

Materials are also rare and of course expensive enough to lose your hips, but metallurgists who know how to make them say that they are all in the possession of the royal marquis in the centre of the continent.

Porpo's father would have followed him to the border when the Duchy of Zarban perished and the Earl fell into the land and made the city of Krask.

Holy hard silver can also convince me to cut and tear the leather of the Warcraft.

Nevertheless, being so clean and just cut in one slash still shows the rough pre-moves of artisan porpoise.

Besides, I just put a simple sign on it and drew a complicated shape in my head and cut it right into pieces.

It was a brilliant move.

I was taken by accident.

Baldo felt a sense of sobriety similar to the drunkenness of superb liquor in the task of merely cutting leather.

"Ah, here, here.

Bardo's husband, Gordon's husband.

It's dinner here. "

Jurchaga returned in exactly thirty days.

I would have run to Linz in fifteen days.

Still incredible leg strength.

And when I gave him the money he had deposited from Uncle Linz, he stirred up Bardo and Gordon and let them move him to a lodging on the back street.

The horse deposited it at the station stop for officials to see what kind of negotiations he had made.

I guided her to a different store every meal to find out where she was going to find out.

The store was cheap everywhere and had excellent food.

Bardo was impressed even though Jurchaga was good at doing things, and when he deposited the consolidated gold, he ordered the accountant.

Anyway, I spend less money and eat better than I did when Bardo and Gordon were together.

Besides, even though Jurchaga is new to Krask, he even provides tourist information.

There is no getting lost anywhere.

Jurchaga was a terribly useful man.

When I approached the store, I smelled good meat roasting.

Looks like they're roasting bird meat.

"Right here.

They feed me Corcordur.

Grandma!

Over here, three new guys.

Bring more and more of your body, skin and guts, and a course of your choice.

And plain liquor white liquor, please in barrels "

The owner of the store is already cooking the meat one after the other as smoke builds up.

The guests are in the blue sky, thoughtfully arranging a chair and a crate instead of a desk, drinking alcohol, and interested in talking.

Jurchaga handily seated three people in a tranquil place.

Immediately the clerk came, and placed a large plate in the middle of the crate, and placed a barrel of liquor and a threesome beside it.

With a natural trick like the one he had been stuffing for years, Jurchaga gave the liquor to the two of them by snorting it in his hands and took it himself.

"Cheers, sir."

Um, cheers, Baldo said, and the other two chanted.

Raise white wine all the time.

Good.

How can the first cup be so good?

Plan liquor has mud liquor that leaves the white grains of the plan and clear liquor that filters out the clear areas.

I guess this white wine is a form of mud liquor, but the grains are very fine.

It's like milk.

The waste is also mellow.

The clerk brought the meat and put it in a large plate.

"Wow.

Yeah, that sounds good. "

Looks really good.

Carry a slice into your mouth.

Firewood soot mixes with skinned chicken fat and smells irresistibly good.

Good.

Soft, juicy, and weighty enough.

Even though it was my first bird to eat, it tasted nostalgic for some reason.

"The countries beyond Auva. Then they're eating Corcordur everywhere.

I wonder if there will be more and more on the border. "

And, Jurchaga showed by way of example where it was informative.

The next thing that came out was the gut.

"Don't be stingy.

What the hell is this?

"Oh, Gordon's husband, you like it?.

Well, that's the heart of it. "

"Whoa.

This is another one. "

"You're the heart."

Next, I smelled good burning of carpet and fat, and the skin grill came.

"Oh, I'll give you this.

Shake it up properly. "

Jurchaga broke the Avo fruit bought from the fruit merchant earlier and gave it to both of them.

The refreshing aroma characteristic of citrus fruit is pleasant in the nostrils.

When you squeeze and hang Avo, it's good for a while.

It's too good.

Then came the flesh of the feet, the liver liver, spleen organs, intestinal thorax, etc., but the combination of thoroughly shaken salt and Avo may be called invincible, and I never get tired of eating it or eating it.

The three of them ate an extraordinary amount of birds.

Finally, the manager said thanks for eating well and served the bird soup and cooking plan with eggs.

The white soup was sweet and stained deep in the gut.

When Gordon tried to put the eggs in the soup, Jurchaga pissed me off.

"What are you doing, Gordon's husband?

I'm not.

Hang this on your cooking plan.

First, mix it up. "

Using Jurchaga as a model, Bardo and Gordon mixed eggs well.

Then I hung it on a white cooking plan that was putting up hot air and mixed it further.

"Look.

Don't think of a cooking plan mixed with raw eggs as food.

It's a drink. "

With that said, Sakuku and the egg hanging plan were drawn in.

Bardo and Gordon put that away, too.

Gordon in particular is badly intrigued by Corcordur's eggs.

"Sounds like a pretty big, nice egg."

"It's good, not good.

They say the taste of eggs can change depending on the bait.

The Corcordur woman lays six eggs a day. "

"Whoa, whoa.

Hey, what a treat!

Yum.

Good and pleasant "

Gordon shouted.

Baldo felt the same way.

A short distance away, the manager bragged his nose as he busily burned the birds.

That's when a conversation between another guest popped into the three ears.

Porpo, a leather armorer, was caught guilty of murder.