Chapter 566 – 566. Master’s Sword (2)
The scuffle between Eunhyeon and Siete at the blacksmith’s shop lasted longer than expected.
“Don’t do that, talk outside us. Master.”
“Hate.”
Siete’s argument with Eun-hyun, who was trying to get out of Siete somehow, snorted and tried to hold on until the sword she wanted was completed in the blacksmith’s chair with her butt firmly on the chair was very strange to the eyes of those around her.
“I won’t move a single step with the sword I want.”
“… Ah-oh.”
“Wow…”
For the first time, Erin saw Eunhyeon’s expression distorted as things didn’t go as planned.
It is a very fresh face for Erin, who has only seen Eun-hyeon’s self-confident face while presenting people’s weaknesses or interests and coaxing people into accepting her proposal somehow.
Eun-hyeon’s expression reflected in Erin’s eyes looks as if she is contemplating, ‘Maybe I’d like that one?’
‘I’ll be thrilled.’
Eun-hyeon knew very well that once Xie-te started to eat her heart, she would not back down easily because she was the owner of a steel-like poop stubbornness that would never break that will.
“What. What about that face?”
“Yes?”
“I don’t like the look on your face.”
“…”
“It’s like, um, yes. I asked him to come back because the rice was not tasty, but he just told me to eat some.
Those words reminded me of the nightmare of the past when we lived together as Siete’s apprentice on Earth while learning the sword.
In fact, Xie Te’s picky twists contributed the most to Eun-hyeon’s ability to possess a fairly high level of housekeeping skills beyond her basics.
In particular, she had a very picky appetite for cooking, so she had no choice but to rise naturally as she studied recipes and learned skills to bring out dishes tailored to Te’s taste at three o’clock.
“No. Master. Just because you’re still here doesn’t mean that the sword Master wants will come out right away.”
Eun-hyeon once convinced her, aiming to bring Xie-te out of her forge.
If Siete is kept here, there will be a big setback in the schedules of the Dwarves who have to do a lot of work at the same time.
This situation was very difficult for Eunhyeon as she was currently in the position of managing and supervising the dwarves and mediating between the Mograf region and the dwarves.
“… Hmm.”
“You should give the dwarves time to catch their breath. Come back at least next week…”
“I am hungry.”
“… Ah-oh. Really.”
However, as expected, Siete did not listen to Eunhyeon’s words.
Once she starts to get stuck, her stubbornness to push her own will at her absolute own pace is in a sense higher than Illyana’s.
Soon, Siete’s eyes grabbed Eun-hyeon’s collar and turned to Erin, who was hiding behind him.
“Eww…”
Erin, who had a history of making big mistakes with her poems, met her gaze with her and flinched.
Then she hid behind Eun-hyeon even more.
But even so, she met Eun-hyeon’s teacher, and even Erin knew that it was not polite to blatantly avoid him without saying hello.
“Oh, hello…”
The best Erin could show her now was to say hello to Siete in a rat-like voice, like an ant crawling into the ground.
“Joy. Okay.”
Instantly recognizing that the trembling in her voice was still frightening him, Chanxie Te smiled and gave her a small nod.
Soon, an idea popped into her head, and Erin shook Eunhyun’s arm and called out.
“Hyunah.”
“Uh?”
“That… Siete’s sword… Can’t Hyun make it?”
“… What?”
“Hmm?”
At Erin’s sudden suggestion, Eunhyeon asked back with a puzzled expression.
Interestingly, Siete is also the same.
Erin flinched for a moment, as if Eun-hyeon’s rather flustered reaction and interest in Xie-te’s gaze were burdensome, but she immediately continued talking.
“No. That is… Because my sword was also made by Hyun. I wondered if I could make a good sword for Shiete-sama too…”
“…”
There is nothing I can’t make if you ask me to make it, but I broke and ate seven of the swords that the dwarves made with all their heart and soul.
Normally, she happily accepts this proposal in celebration of Siete’s resurrection.
‘… No. Not possible When she was revived in the first place, I tried to help her adapt to this place, but it’s not bad to give her a sword as a gift.’
However, what was difficult for her to readily accept was the question, ‘Can she really make a sword that would satisfy her master?’
“Hmm. Yes.”
Siete, who seemed to never be forgotten, finally got up from her seat and approached Eunhyeon and Erin.
“It’s because of this kid that I wanted a new sword.”
“Yes yes… ?”
Erin could see her embarrassment when Siete suddenly pointed at her.
Embarrassed by her sudden attention, she hid behind Eun-hyeon, not knowing what to do even after he had expressed her opinion.
“That kid’s sword. I heard you made it?”
“Ah.”
Seeing Siete’s finger pointing at the Levantein around Erin’s waist, Eunhyeon sighed lightly.
The story is that when Siete began to show interest in the Levante people of Erin, she pecked a lot of blacksmiths in order to have a sword comparable to him.
Siete already knew that Erinn’s Levantine were created and created by Eun-hyeon’s hand, and he also knew that Eun-hyeon was the current leader of these dwarves.
In other words, these actions are a message from Siete to Eunhyeon.
‘Make my sword right now.’
Understanding her intentions in her poem, Eunhyeon frowned and asked her.
“… No. Real Master, why are you like this?”
He wondered why he had to kill several dwarves and make them go through such hardships when he could have just told himself to make a sword.
“Joy. What are you talking about, saying you were coming to see me and neglecting me for weeks?”
Siete sneered and retorted.
“I am… It’s not like that on purpose. It’s because I’m busy…”
Even though she promised to visit her sooner or later to compete with her sword again, Eun-hyeon, who had been too busy with restoration work and various projects, hadn’t been able to visit Xie Te for nearly three weeks.
“Joy. What do you know I don’t know.”
It is the result of trying to keep in the best condition and set a date, thinking that it is rude to the teacher to deal with Siete with exhausted physical and mental strength after coping with a lot of schedules and work, but there is no way to know the inside of it. Siete was only saddened by the disciple who did not come to visit her.
Forcing the dwarves at the blacksmith’s shop to make swords forcibly included the desire to have a great sword of their own, but also included an indirect message from Siete to take care of themselves.
‘… What?’
Erin had a strange thought while watching Eunhyeon and Siete’s scuffle.
It’s like watching the husband’s unfair excuses for not being able to care for her family because he’s too busy with work, and the wife’s fight with her husband expressing her sadness.
What stopped the fight between the two priests was the dwarves who suddenly intruded into the conversation.
“Night field… ! You’re a farmer! Us… Please avenge us… !”
A dwarf couldn’t stand it and grabbed Eunhyun by the crotch of her pants and begged.
As the pride was scratched and the swords made by burning the craftsman’s soul were broken in vain, it seemed as if the skill and self-esteem of the craftsman he had built up over the years were collapsing.
Admitting that with her own metallurgy it would be impossible to create a great sword capable of suppressing that high-nosed female swordsman was as disgusting as letting go of the hammer she had been holding all her life.
But she had to admit that her own skills never reached that level after all.
Her pride as a blacksmith was also important, but her conscience as a blacksmith doesn’t allow it.
Who is to blame for her lack of her own metallurgy.
But now, there is a human who has tremendous metallurgy that surpasses all the dwarves in the village and has the title of ‘Thousand and One Night Master’, the best blacksmith.
“Please, reach the stage we have not reached… ! Show us one more time!”
“Please… !”
All of them made swords and showed them to Siete, but all of them were broken and even their pride was crushed. The dwarves clung to Eunhyeon and Erin as if pleading.
It was only natural that one of the dwarves clinging to it would be interested in seeing Levantein, Erinn’s rapier, up close.
“Is this the sword that the field chief made?”
“Kyaaak!? Eh, where are you touching!?”
A dwarf with an intrigued expression reached out and touched Erin’s Levantine, inadvertently touching her Erin’s thigh.
“Mi, I’m sorry. But can you show me a little bit of that rapier?”
From the thin and long scabbard to the antiquely designed handle, and the aura of the sword itself, it is very unique.
When she put her hand back on her own Levantine, Erin quickly dodged her dwarven hand, with a look on her face as if possessed by something about her.
“No, I do not want!”
However, starting with the Dwarf’s words, not one or two Dwarves began to show interest in Erinn’s Levantine.
“What? Is this a sword made by the field chief himself?”
“Me too! Show me too!”
“Kyaaak!? Don’t touch my ass!”
Erin screamed again, desperately defending her own Levantine, as her hands, which her many dwarves reached out for, inadvertently touched her hips.
“I have no interest in that skinny ass of the young lady! That sword! Show me only the sword the foreman made! Please!”
“Eh, these guys are really… !”
Erin knew that humans and dwarves had different points of attraction for the opposite sex.
Even the dwarves, who say that she is not attractive at all, that she is not interested in her, read her emotions and confirm that it is the truth.
“No! It’s my sword! Never show… !”
She sighed and vowed not to let the dwarves go their way, but at some point Eunhyeon wrapped Erin around her waist and lifted her up.
“Tongue, Hyuna… ?”
“Ruler.”
Haha! Thank you! Yajang!”
When Eunhyeon gave away her Levantine, which was stuffed around Erin’s waist, to the dwarves, Erin became angry.
“Hyunah! No! I don’t want to show my sword to those old men!”
“It’s not like anyone is stealing it. I’ll just quietly observe and return it, so it’s okay.”
“… Heeing.”
Erin couldn’t help but nod her head in agreement.
“A weapon is just a weapon. More than that, I hate it when someone touches your body without permission.”
“Uh… Really?”
“Huh.”
Even if you didn’t mean to touch him sexually, it’s not something to be overlooked.
Erin’s anger melted away as her eyes melted away as she confirmed Eunhyun’s intention, which she clearly claimed to be hers, and showed a wide smile.
“Hi-Hi. A real egg? Do you hate it when other people touch my butt?”
“Of course.”
“Lol. Me too! I just like touching Hyun.”
Erin, who was in Eunhyun’s arms, proudly opened her disposition, hugged Eunhyun’s neck, and pressed her upper body to show off her affection.
“… You’re doing the X.”
On the one hand, it is noisy with cheers, analysis and observation of the result of artisan’s skill at its peak.
On the other side, a disciple close to a thief who has taken possession of a young bride is engaged in a quiet act of affection with his wife.
Siete once again felt an unknown sadness in her heart.
The disciple who used to only care about herself in the past, now has a wife, and it’s eye-catching that she doesn’t even care about herself and neglects herself and is engaged in acts of affection.
Could this be the feeling of a mother whose son-in-law, whom she raised with great difficulty, was taken away by her young daughter-in-law?
He turned his head away from Eunhyeon and Erin at her irrationality, wondering why he had to feel such an irritating feeling as he had never been married, let alone had a child.
“Master. Master’s sword soon…”
“You know what. This shameful fellow.”
Eun-hyeon, who put Erin down at the end of her strong skinship, tried to arrange her schedule by promising to make Siete’s sword, but Siete turned her body around and left her smithy.
“… ?”
I tried to make the sword as the master wished, but I was cursed at all.
Eun-hyeon couldn’t understand why Shite was angry or why he had to curse himself.
