Chapter 19 – Ep.19 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
“I guess it’s fortunate that there are no people…”
I inserted one leg of a 20g stocking into a long piece of wood stuck in the vacant lot behind the guild.
“… “I feel like I’ve become so pervert.”
It is not a wooden doll, but simply a man with a sturdy physique wearing stockings on a long wooden carving.
If it were Earth, it would have been an act of serious perversion that would not have been surprising if it had been on the front page of the news.
“So, is this a strange piece of cloth you want me to test?”
“Huh?! Uh, when did you come?”
I couldn’t even hear the door opening, let alone the sound of footsteps, but my heart was suddenly pounding when Amela appeared behind me.
“Anyway, all I have to do is cut there with a knife, right?”
“You need to do this a few more times. “There are a few more with different intensities.”
“Anyway. “Please stand back.”
As Amela instructed, I took a few steps back.
Sister Amela stood in front of her wooden sculpture, waving the crude sword in her hand to and fro like freshly cut wild grass from her field.
“I don’t think I even need a knife for this much.”
Amela stretched out her free hand to her stocking-covered figure, grabbed her stocking, and pulled it away.
Boom!!
Stockings. The Night Fairy (20g) literally tore apart like paper.
“How can a piece of cloth like this function as armor in the first place?”
“… That guy is actually the weakest. He still has some sturdier ones left.”
“Crazy guy. “If there’s anything left, just bring it and install it, you idiot.”
“Yep.”
I quickly ran over and put the night fairy (1kg) on the wood carving.
“They look the same to me.”
“They may look the same, but their durability is different.”
Simply the amount of ingredients used is 50 times different.
It would be really difficult if the durability did not increase to a similar level.
“Under. It’s Smith. It’s like this… Crab?”
Amela pulled the Queen of the Night the same as her 20g counterpart, but surprisingly, the 1kg Queen of the Night only stretched a little more, and that was all.
“Hoo. “What is this?”
Thump, thud.
“Oh wow.”
Blood vessels appeared on the back of her hand as she held on to the Queen of the Night, and with the sound of her fur breaking, the Queen of the Night (1kg) was torn apart miserably.
“Huh… The cancers look the same, but why is the difference so drastic? Bastard. “What on earth did you make?”
Contrary to my torn heart, Sister Amela looked at me curiously as she pulled the torn remains of the Queen of the Night (1 kg) in her hands.
“Hey. Don’t die like that. At this level, you can easily block a blind knife or arrow, right?”
“… Sister. How are you supposed to stop the stab wound when it was torn by your own hand? “I may be a bit stupid, but I’m not stupid enough to feel good about something like that.”
“You son of a bitch?”
“Kitchen?!”
Ah Mela playfully strangled me with the remains of the stocking she was holding in her hand.
But I wasn’t kidding; I felt like I was going to collapse because my breathing was so tight.
“This bastard. Uh? It seems like you are completely ignoring your sister who is like the sky. Hey. What about my fist? Do you understand that it is more effective than the swords wielded by idiots?”
“Kek!! Ah, I understand, this… !!”
“Ugh, I’m going to kill you.”
“Chokkolok… !!”
I was literally on the verge of losing my breath, but I think she thought I was just playing around.
It was really fucking scary.
“Anyway, what else is left?”
“There is one more thing.”
“Then bring it quickly. At first, I was offended because I felt like you were ignoring me, but after watching the second one, I’m a little more interested now. So please bring it quickly.”
“Ah, yep.”
I was worried that I would get really sleepy after staying up late, so I hurried in through the back door and boldly brought out the Queen of the Night (10 kg) mk.3 with 10 kg of iron in it.
“This is the last one.”
After putting the Queen of the Night mk.3 on the stick, I hurried back with the badly torn Queen of the Night mk.1 and mk.2.
Of course, the deceased No. 1 and No. 2 did not forget to receive a significant amount of pure iron through decomposition.
“No matter how you look at it, it looks the same. I don’t feel anything special. “Plus, it expands steadily.”
Amela grabbed her mk.3 and tried to lift it lightly, but then she pulled with all her might, standing up the veins in her hands like she did with mk.2.
Pakak-!!
“Her?”
“Wow.”
Amela and I were amazed at how the wood carving broke before the mk.3 tore.
“Her… Ha, really… “It’s absurd.”
Sister Amela crudely slashed the sword she held in her left hand at the wooden carving of her lying on the floor.
Ting-!!
“… ?”
“… ?”
Amela and I were startled again when the sword she swung bounced away with the sound of steel clashing against iron.
“Her… Fuck. “What kind of situation is this again?”
I was trying to get her to say something, but when I saw Amela’s fiercely curved eyes, I quietly shut her up.
“Is this really funny bastard? Let’s see if this holds up.”
Sister Amela pressed her wood carving with one of her feet and then raised her sword in her left hand.
The sword, which sparkled orange in the light of the rising sun, swung wide in her direction.
Wow!!
It was clearly a crude horizontal slash, and dust rose up around Amela, and a large vibration was transmitted to the ground where I was standing.
Hwiiing.
A light breeze blew and the dust blew away.
“Hey. “This is the real deal.”
Half of it disappeared in the dust. Amela walked out holding a wooden carving with an MK3 on it, with only half of the ankle area cut off.
“Huh… It’s really absurd. “I swung with all my heart, but you’re holding on to this?”
“… “Is it sturdy?”
In response to my question, the sister holding the wood carving laughed and tapped my shoulder! I hit it down.
“Is it sturdy? You bastard!! “This will be stronger than the armor the city guards are wearing right now.”
“Oh wow.”
At Amela’s compliment, I smiled heartily, forgetting the pain in my shoulder that seemed to be falling.
“But you really made this?”
“Yep. “I swear to God Lafitera that I made it.”
“Her… “Are you by any chance a descendant of ancient people?”
“Ancient people? “What are you doing again?”
“No. Done. Anyway, the last one was really fucking amazing. “If it’s that durable, it will be several times stronger than the light armor worn by the guards here.”
“Oh wow. Well, then, sister. “If it’s four times stronger than the last one you made, how much stronger do you think it would be?”
“… “Four times?”
Did my question bother you?
I swallowed dry saliva without realizing it and got nervous when I saw one of Amela’s eyebrows twitching.
“Four times. If it’s 4 times… “Unless you’re an Auror user, you won’t even be able to make a dent in it.”
“Are you saying that even among gold-level adventurers, only a small number of Aurors know how to use them?”
“Yeah, that one. So, it’s really fucking strong.”
“Oh oh… !!”
These stockings are so durable that only a few Auror users on the entire continent can tear them.
Stockings are gods and I am invincible.
“But I’m asking just in case. “Can you make something stronger than this?”
“If you have enough ingredients, you can make as much as you want, right?”
“…”
As soon as I finished speaking, Amela’s eyes turned fierce and she quickly scanned her surroundings. Then he grabbed my neck and quickly left the vacant lot and entered the guild building.
“Kek, keek!! “Sister, sister, I’m going crazy!!”
“Just shut up.”
Like an unlucky chicken caught on a dog day, I was caught by her neck, and in an instant, I climbed up to the fourth floor, hanging on to Amela’s hand.
Kwaang-!!
“Kkuek?!”
In an instant, I was thrown onto a bed in an unknown room and barely managed to avoid getting on the train to the underworld by twisting my neck.
“Oh, I thought it was really falling…”
I woke up, stroking my neck, which was so numb and sore that I wondered if it had cracked.
Judging by the empty liquor bottles surrounding it, it appears that this is Amela’s own room.
No, I think it’s about 10 times the size of my room.
At this rate, it was safe to say that I was using 1/3 of the 4th floor to myself.
“Hey. “It’s Smith.”
“Ah, yep.”
I was lost in other thoughts for a moment, but when I heard Amela’s voice become much lower than usual, I suddenly came to my senses and straightened my posture.
“Are you really saying that if you have the materials, you can make something like a stronger piece of cloth?”
“Yep. That’s right.”
“Is there anyone who knows this more than me?”
“Doesn’t exist. “This is my first time.”
“Good. Very good.”
The older woman’s frozen face relaxed a little, and the older woman, who was crossing her arms, pulled up a chair that had fallen nearby, dragged it next to me, and sat down on her butt.
“It’s Smith.”
“Yep, sister. “Please speak comfortably.”
“It’s because you talk so casually. “If you asshole produces almost twice as much stuff as I tore up just now, I guarantee you that it will be swarming with assholes who will try to kidnap you without even a rat or a bird knowing.”
“Is this a kidnapping?”
“Okay. What… “There are very few crazy people who would take it even if they knew it was the guild leader’s property.”
“Yes? “What did you just say?”
“Anyway, you bastard. What you’re saying is that you don’t know the seriousness of the situation. You made something so fucking bad. Do you understand?”
“Uh… I understand that. “I made some pretty shitty stuff.”
Just wearing it makes your dick stand erect, so if that’s not amazing, what’s so great?
“I’ll ask you first. Did you make this with the intention of selling it?”
“Well, I made it to sell as a gift.”
“… I won’t stop you from selling it. Instead, if it is for sale, it goes up to the second time. Just sell it there. “No more than that.”
“Mk.2… “No, so you’re saying that we should only make and sell the one that you tore off the second time?”
“Okay. “If the rumor spreads just a little bit, even other kingdoms and empires will come to buy it.”
“Is it that much?”
“Haa~”
Sister Ah Mela slapped her own forehead with her right palm.
“Okay. That’s about it. First of all, I don’t know how to wear it, but it’s elastic and light, but does it block sword stabs and arrows to some extent? It’s natural for you to be an adventurer, and lords who frequently war between territories will be looking for you right away.”
“Oh oh… Sister. Just in case, I’m asking, if you were to sell it, what would be a reasonable price?”
“I don’t know how much the materials cost… I think around 25 silver coins would be appropriate. Steel gaiters and iron boots cost about 20 silver coins.”
“Oh wow.”
I bought 40kg of pure iron for 10 silver coins, but it was 1/40th. The appropriate price for the Night Fairy mk.2, which only weighs 1kg, is 25 silver coins?
These were words that made me dizzy.
“… S. “Miss, Smith you bastard!!”
“Kkuek-!!”
For a moment, a flash of light exploded in my eyes, followed by pain that made me wonder if there was a hole in the top of my head.
“Why are you thinking so much?”
“S-sorry…”
It really hurt so much that tears came out.
“Therefore. If you want to sell it, tell me. I’ll tell the branch leader so he can sell it at the guild. “The sales proceeds are all for you, no commission.”
“Sister. Would you mind if I massage your shoulders?”
“Don’t be a jerk. My words. “You understand everything, right?”
“Yep. If you install it for no reason, you might get kidnapped. “Aren’t you telling me to make it within the lines set by you?”
“Good. “I understand.”
“But sister. “Can I make something stronger for personal gifts?”
“Are you going to give it to that bastard?”
“Uh… Yep.”
“Well, since he’s such a talkative guy, it’ll be okay.”
“Thank you. “I will make yours a strong one too.”
“I’m not even on active duty, so what can I use it for?”
“Hehe, I’ll make it later and let you know what this guy’s true value is.”
“Well, I won’t refuse it if it’s given to me for free. If possible, make mine as strong as possible and bring it to me.”
“Would it be possible? “I will make it really strong and bring it to you.”
“Okay, okay. “How many meals have you had from me so far?”
Before I knew it, Amela’s frozen face had relaxed.
“Then I’ll go back to the restaurant soon. If you have any problem, come to me. “If you’re in a hurry, you can visit the guards or the witch Vizelin.”
“What about Bizelin?”
“Okay. However, never go to the temple.”
“… ? “I will do that for now.”
“Okay. “Then I’ll go down first.”
She wanted to ask the reason, but she didn’t bother to ask because, given Amela’s personality, she would have told you from the beginning if she had been going to tell you.
“Oh, my underwear is in the left drawer. If you are going to use it for your daughter, use it well and return it. “Giggle.”
Thud! Then the door closed and I, left alone, secretly turned my attention to the closet on the left.
“Useup… “Anyway, it’s not like I’m an underwear thief at this age.”
I had to train in the morning, and since Bizelin might come to visit, she had to take her time and I had to stop moving too.
Grumble.
“Seuuuuu~ Haa.”
My sister’s panties smelled like roses.
My sister decided on a garter belt.
