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Chapter 54 - Sword

As expected, I found Aiz at the potato croquette stall and asked her a few questions.

"All right, then come back in two days. We'll measure the size again then."

"Okay..."

Detailed orders really were better.

At least now I could picture exactly how to make it, so next time I should ask for paper and have her write it down.

"...Bellf."

"What?"

"The sword-making... let me watch from the side."

"It'll be boring."

"I don't mind."

"Then do whatever you want."

It wasn't like someone could just copy it by watching.

I tossed the shattered fragments of Udaeus's sword into the furnace, then splashed the blood I'd drawn in advance into the flames.

The fire gradually turned blue, and the workshop quickly grew hot.

"It's going to get even hotter. You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. It's fine."

The sword fragments were heated to the perfect temperature for forging.

Holding the adamantite hammer that fit my hand like a glove, I struck the softening fragments.

"So it really is monster rex bone... It's tough."

"Can't you do it?"

"No."

If I couldn't handle something like this, I'd never make the ultimate sword, let alone an unbreakable magic sword.

"I've got enough fuel, so... if things go well, I might finish it today."

"Yeah. I'm looking forward to it."

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"Haa... finished..."

"..."

"It hasn't completely cooled yet, so wait a little."

"Okay."

...Ah, that stings.

"..."

When I checked my fingertips because they hurt, I found a tiny cut, and blood was running from it.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Something this small will heal in no time."

I sprayed some potion I'd stashed in the corner of the workshop, and the wound closed up almost immediately.

"Let's make the armor tomorrow."

"Okay."

We chatted idly while waiting for the sword to cool.

"...There. Here you go."

The sword had completely cooled.

Its shape was the same as the Hawk Sword, but it was harder and sharper.

"What do you think?"

"...It feels... like fire."

"Fire?"

"I can feel something warm."

"Was it not fully cooled yet?"

No, it was. It had completely cooled...

"Hold on."

I took the sword from Aiz and examined it from every angle, but I still couldn't tell what the warm thing she was talking about was.

"Hmm..."

"Bellf can't feel anything?"

"No. It just feels like any other sword to me."

Was Udaeus's sword unusual?

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