Will the Re-Summoned Hero Live as an Ordinary Person

Antogal shook his neck wide and sideways against Ethereum, a rare and weak-hearted opinion.

"That\'s not true, there was a fundamental metal problem in the meantime. Unless it\'s at a level that accepts your magic, it doesn\'t make sense as the weapon you use, does it? If you add or subtract it and adjust the amount of magic, of course, you might be able to do something there. But that should be separate from what you really need."

"Okay, you\'re certainly right Antogal... let me do my best this time"

Ethereal\'s expression tightened to his words of encouragement, and Antogal\'s mood grew when he saw his face as well.

"Let\'s go!

"Whoa!"

To Antogal\'s hanging voice, Ethereum returns her voice and the work resumes.

Aotearoa did not suppress the amount of magic, but was conscious to make a smooth change in magic. Last time it seemed slightly cloudy when changing the attributes. There was actually turbidity, but that was a trivial amount, and that was the level that could be called error. But such a pile of trivial things involves the formation of a sword. That\'s how we judge it, and magic it with careful magic manipulation.

Antogal was feeling the same thing, and he was doing the work with more care than last time.

The magic work did not involve molding, but both of them were thorough in their careful work, which was why it took a lot longer than last time. But Aotearoa and Antogal continue to bust through without taking a break.

The audience outside listening to the sound was harrowed. It\'s a bunch of people here who understand the harshness of continuing to do this much work. Because we knew that the Lord of this sound placed us in a tougher situation than the sole we had ever experienced. But as nobody else, there was anything I wanted to stop that work.

"Hang in there......"

It was never loud, but it leaked out of the mouth of one of the audiences. The man, who spoke out, put his hand on his mouth as a hag, but the others thought the same, and they all nodded forcefully.

The work of Ethereal Tails was progressing, and the magic of each attribute was finished and moved to the final stage. Aotearoa glanced at Antogal, and Antogal nodded.

"Now, at the end!

"Whoa!"

A swing of Ethereal Tai, a swing of Antogal on the tightening, a pleasant metal sound. This completes this phase of the work. Last time, Aeta went into a break, leaving the work from here to Antogal, but this time Aeta stayed on the spot to see it through to the end.

"Let\'s go."

Aeta nodded silently at the words.

From here onwards, Antogal\'s wave shapes his body. Aotea feels back at the lack of work she can do, and she feels her sincerity as a blacksmith from him and breathes and waits for the work to be finished.

Having heard the type of sound change from two to one so far, Deena peered into the rough workplace. The enthusiasm in the room did not change, but the look of seriousness and joy could be seen on the faces of the two, so it is time to perceive that it is near completion.

The magic transmitted to the Dwarves is used in Antogal\'s molding operations. It was derived from blacksmith skills, but for some reason it could not be used by Ethereum.

The sword takes shape as Aotearoa and Deena watch over him. And the last wave made an international loud noise, marking the end of the work.

"Done..."

Antogal was relieved of the tension by finishing his work, and his body was always out of strength. There were still no sheaths, patterns, etc., but I sigh unexpectedly at the beauty of that knife I lifted.

"Beautiful..."

"This is amazing."

Deena and Aotearoa were equally touching, and no more words emerged.

The color of the knife is lustrous black, making the beautiful and lustrous black hair of a Japanese woman \'. The blade text is close to the turbulent blade (and Urabe) and represents a large wave of beauty and roughness.

"Is this the real knife..."

Deena squeaked a word instead of putting it on anyone, staring at a sword with an incomparable presence to the sixteenth night.

"Look, this is you. Take it."

When Aotearoa receives the knife from Antogal, she holds it in front of herself and checks it carefully from hand to blade tip. And try and flush the magic, albeit lightly.

"Fine. The streets of magic are so smooth, and they only include all attributes, and they have a high affinity for all attributes."

Travel a little further away from Deena and Antogal and try to make a light bare gesture. That was indeed the case, and even though it was the first time I waved it, it was so united that I thought it was already part of Ethereal\'s body.

And the bareback was so sharp that it seemed as if it had also slashed and torn the space apart.

"Wow, I thought it was an amazing enough weapon even at sixteen nights, but if you look at this, you can see why Mr. Sota wasn\'t convinced"

"Oh, that\'s just what I thought, too. Because you said you would create more than that, I would have thought it would be your word if you created about the equivalent... but the digits are different. I said ten gold coins for the failures in the meantime, but I can\'t price this. That\'s the only thing that wouldn\'t shake your head vertically, no matter how much it\'s piled, even if the royal family asked you to."

"Well, either way, it\'s a weapon for me, so I\'m not willing to give in, and even if I had all the ingredients, I don\'t know if I could create the same thing."

When Aotea says so, she puts the knife on the sword that was in the workshop.

"Then we\'ll have to create a sheath, a pattern, and a tweezer. I\'ll do this alone."

Aotearoa goes from creating a sheath when she takes out a material called Phoenix Tree. Phoenix refers to what the corpse crystallized after the death of a high-ranking monster phoenix. It is a material that is highly difficult to obtain, and Antogal opened his eyes and looked at it, but Aeta begins to work silently, not knowing that.