Chapter 182 (1/2)
Chapter 182
Chapter 182 – Slayer Maker (2)
Crockta wondered why ahere like this, but he didn’t dare ask Tiyo released his frustration as he asked, “Then why are you begging here dot?”
“I’nome son of a bitch!”
“Do you want to experience my fist dot?”
Two short people with a sier than the gnoe one bit Zakiro stared at Tiyo before looking towards Crockta and saying, “At any rate, Warrior, if you continue to use Ogre Slayer like this, it will break one day”
“……!”
“Since it seeood to get a neeapon, which is fine”
Crockta looked at Ogre Slayer It was a weapon that fit his hands The shape, the center of gravity, the fare Slayer was the best! But no matter how close it was to hi He illing to let it go!
Crockta nodded and said, “Thank you I will get a neeapon”
“Neine should be put in a new bottle”
“I’e it”
Crockta’s group congratulated him To them, equipment was disposable Everyone received new and better equipment as time passed Crockta’s heart pounded as he anticipated the neeapon
“Huhu, let’s design a better weapon this time…”
As they tried to enter the inn with bright faces…
Zakiro hurriedly blocked theain as he said, “No, Warrior! That weapon, don’t you have any affection for it?”
“……?”
“How can you just throw Ogre Slayer away!”
“A sword is just a sword, what are you talking about? It is reasonable to let it go when the time comes”
“You shouldn’t be like this! Ogre Slayer will be sad!”
“I’m not a pampered person who personifies tools, Zakiro!” Crockta puffed up his chest and proclaimed, “Zakiro, keep this in ive tooimpression A warrior doesn’t blame the tool or use it as an excuse”
It was a hard mindset of practical materialism!
“Only those who are weak care about such less superstitions!”
Crockta didn’t believe in superstitions When he was a soldier, he saw s They would tre so prophecy, leading s A sas a sword He only believed in hi battle!
“Like this…a warrior with no romance…”
“Don’t worry Many of those romantic warriors have already died at my hands, and they met their weapon friends in the afterlife”
“Cough!” Zakiro dropped his head “My sword is in the hands of such a heartless orc…”
“Kulkul, didn’t you hear it from Thompson?”
At the tiht be Thompson’s friend
“I make weapons but I don’t care who uses them It is my philosophy”
“Then you didn’t knoho I was?”
Zakiro loo
ked at Crocka and laughed “An orc warrior is holding my weapon, that is all I know I am called the ‘Slayer Maker!’ There are many warriors ant my sword I can’t afford to remember them one by one”
He appeared to have his own pride as a craftsman
Crockta nodded, “I see”
It had nothing to do with him
“Anyway, it was good to …”
“Wait!”
“Why do you keep blocking me?”
Now Zakiro was very close to the inn’s door as he blocked them
“Anyway, this is the relationshi+p between us so I will accompany you to Geherad”
“We don’t need company…”
“Warrior, are you thinking ofyour oeapon?” Zakiro looked at him with sad eyes “I didn’t know you were so cold-blooded to have no affection for your weapon I made the weapon for you and Thompson without any consideration”
“I heard it was in return for saving your life…”
“So! Instead of the production cost! The debt will be cleared if you accompany me to Geherad”
Zakiro was trying to get to Geherad at all cost Crockta looked at Tiyo and Anor in turn Tiyo’s face was saying ‘absolutely not’ while Anor had no thoughts
“Do you know the way to Geherad?” Zakiro asked
“There is a map”
“A reat forest You guys don’t know anything about Geherad Do you knohy Geherad is called Geherad?”
“I know It means the last fire”
“What is the last fire?”
“I don’t know”
“Look You don’t know anything I will guide you”
“Hrmm…”
Crockta nodded He heard there was only one road but due to the danger zones in the forest, it could be hard to find another city Crockta replied, “I understand Then tomorrow, meet here…”
“Cough, I should stay here with you today…”
“……”
“The value of your weapon…”
Thus, Crockta was accompanied by Zakiro, the craftsman of the Golden Anvil Clan who made his sword
They left early The route to Geherad required going through several rough areas The first thing they encountered were goblins
“Goblins…”
“Umm…”
Crockta and Tiyo had goblins friends so they looked uncooblins didn’t knoho their opponent was and werefaces One of thehed
Crockta held down his rising anger and said, “Hey, goblin friends”
The goblins understood the language to a certain extent, so they listened to Crockta’s voice