The Knight Wants To Be in a Relationship

21. The Dragon Killer

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Yumina, if you take a look at her face, it is quite a cute face. She probably grew up being loved by a lot of people when she was little.

Yes, if she simply looked at her face, she would have to leave the impossible and beg for a date from this side on the contrary…….

‘That…… No.’

Forearms swollen like they could destroy any ore, breasts bigger than any woman I’ve ever seen. Thighs suspected of having the same thickness as the waist.

You seemed stronger than me. It meant that I was someone I couldn’t handle.

“I…… That, sorry I don’t have the heart to fall in love right now.”

“It’s unfortunate. But if you change your mind, please tell me anytime. I really like that one.”

“Yes, yes….”

In the end, even the ambitious goal I had when I left town was crushed. I want this to be the overwhelming fear.

As I stare at Yumir through her armpits with my head down, Yumir notices my gaze and approaches with a clearing of his throat.

“Hmmm- Yumina. Don’t be too intrusive with your guests.”

“Ah, Dad. Men like it when a woman talks to them. Especially when a beauty like me talks to you.”

“Ugh- This is a sacred workshop. It means don’t do anything useless here.”

As Yumir looked at Yumina with her sharp eyes, Yumina gave her a slight nod.

“Help move the materials. That’s a lot.”

“…… Yes, Father.”

With Yumina down, she went into the space. Then she began to look at her whereabouts with her eyes twinkling, as if she were lying that she had just been downcast.

“Oh, Dad. These are… ….”

“You know that this isn’t the time to worry about dating, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes…… I was blind…… !”

The two furiously went in and out of the subspace and started to take out all the bodies in it without leaving any remains.

Seeing that, I sighed and looked at Yumina. What would have happened if I had made it public that I was dating her lover on a regular basis?

She wouldn’t have given up on me believing the rumors, and if she did…….

‘I almost got into trouble… ….’

I vowed to hide the fact for the rest of my life. I can’t help it that I’ve already been caught, but I won’t be caught by anyone from now on.

Absolutely.

* * *

As the two strong Dwarves started moving the material, it was really quick for the many dragon corpses to be taken out.

Having moved her body into her shed, Ymir specifically identified the amount.

“If you add it all up, it’s hundreds of tons…… We don’t handle meat, so if you add the weight of the bones and skins, it’s roughly 20 tons.”

“Is it enough to make weapons?”

“Okay. I’ve never done it before, so I don’t know what kind of bone would be the most effective. It could be smelted from an alloy sprinkled with bone meal rather than made from bone, but that’s not the point…….”

Ymir asked, pointing to her corpse.

“Where is the heart?”

“I sold it because someone wanted it.”

“I see. Hmm…… The document was true.”

“That document?”

“There was a saying that a dragon’s ridiculous ability comes from its heart. Now, let’s see.”

Suddenly pulling out his hammer and chisel, Ymir placed the chisel on his bone and struck it hard over it. After hitting the hammer like that a few times, the dragon’s bones started getting more and more scratched.

After swinging the hammer for a long time and sweating, Ymir pointed at the scratch.

“Even with the dragon’s skin and scales, it is an invincible shield that can block any kind of magic, let alone cannons using gunpowder or siege catapults. But bones that are much stronger than them can be scratched with just a few hammer hits? Do you think this makes sense?”

“Uh…… I see. Something is strange.”

“Could it be that he was a rogue dragon with a little bit of weakness from the beginning? Or could you give me a little hint of how you caught it?”

“I just cut and caught it.”

“Knives?”

“Like this.”

Evan lifted the chisel from the floor and held it lightly. Its tip was sharp enough to be used as a knife.

Ymir wondered what the hell he was doing when he saw Evan suddenly holding his heart, but when he saw what happened after Evan lightly lowered his heart, he could only blink.

“Uh, uh uh-?”

“I heard it worked just because I cut it.”

The dragon’s bone, which Ymir had barely scratched after a long hammering, was cut in half with a single knife.

I couldn’t tell because it was a trick or a good weapon. Ymir saw with his own eyes that Evan was not using a sword, but a chisel with a sharp tip.

So, what happened right before his eyes was incomprehensible to common sense.

“What the hell is this…….”

“Ah- I’m sure he’s younger than when he was alive. Do you feel that the taste of your hand is a little bit dripping?”

“Come on, come on. What did you do now?”

“Yes? Didn’t you see? I just swung it and cut it…….”

The ultimate swordsman who cuts through everything he touches. Benda is his own secret skill obtained by training only the concept to the limit.

I didn’t have the confidence to explain what the principle was, but I was sure of this one thing. He said that there is nothing he cannot cut.

Having understood Evan’s words, Ymir realized that he was someone who should not be judged by common sense.

“Hey, aren’t you an ordinary person?”

“Oh, did you notice? Huhu- I’m a swordsman.”

“…… Sword Saint?”

“Here, I also have a license.”

Ymir, who was about to answer that he had a license for the title of swordsman, stiffened when he saw a tile Evan had pulled out.

It was a title plaque with the emblem of the royal family stamped on it. An object that proves his identity and status. Even if he didn’t know it, the fact that he had the royal family crest on it proved that his status was unusual.

Ymir chewed the cud over and over again to see if he had done anything wrong to him.

“Hmmm- I see. You were the swordsman. Then I will believe that this corpse was fine.”

“Yes. If you believed it, that’s fine.”

“However, if the performance of the material decreased after death, it would not have the same performance as before…… Are you okay?”

“What is it?”

“This alone won’t produce the level of weapon you want.”

Dragon bones are a great material. But at the same time, it may not come out as powerful as the dragon showed while alive.

Now that it has been revealed that the dragon’s tremendous magical power and its durability were solely due to the magical energy flowing from the dragon’s heart, no matter what Evan wants, a lesser weapon must come out.

But Evan didn’t really care.

“It’s okay. If something better than what you are writing now comes out.”

“Writing now? Can you show me a minute?”

Ymir naturally turned his gaze to Evan’s waist and saw a sword dangling from his waist.

At first glance, it was an ordinary longsword, but since it was a sword used by such a master, he thought there must be something special about it.

Evan casually took out the sword and handed it to Ymir, who immediately frowned upon receiving the sword.

“This is…… Garbage, to put it mildly.”

“…… It’s pretty expensive.”

“How much?”

“…… I bought it for 200 elso.”

“It’s cheap. Listen carefully. At this street, even the cheapest knife goes over 10,000 elso.”

“Crazy.”

“In my case, I have received up to a million elso.”

“Wow…… Then it must be a sword ten thousand times stronger than this one?”

“…… Just because it’s 10,000 times more expensive doesn’t mean it’s 10,000 times sharper.”

“Then why use the one that is 10,000 times more expensive?”

“If not 10,000 times, maybe 100 times.”

Yumir, who was instantly distracted by the childlike innocent question, explained why the famous swords she made were so expensive.

And for a moment, he also told me how trash Evan’s sword was.

“The center of gravity is a mess, and the length and handle are universal…… I won’t say much because it’s cheap, but it’s not something a master like you would use.”

“If you keep raising your expectations like that, it will be a big deal.”

“You can look forward to it. I can be confident that there is no one better at making swords than me on this street.”

Having said that, Ymir brought a long ruler with her from somewhere.

“I think the armor is a little worn. Is it necessary?”

“Do you make armor here?”

“Although armor is my daughter’s specialty.”

“Dad- did you call me?”

Yumina, who went to get the tools needed to make her weapon, said that even a tiger would appear if I told her, and pushed her face in as if asking what was going on.

Seeing her first and her daughter on her return, Ymir instructed her to make her Evan’s armor.

“It’s an order for armor. He asked me to make it out of dragon skin.”

“Yo, dragon skin!? Ha ha- Ha ha- Cow, guest. Really? I-I can handle that on my own… !?”

“Yes, yes, yes… ….”

“Good. Dad, what shall we start with? As expected from the armor?”

“Yes, b*tch. I have to make Dad’s sword first.”

“Uhhh- yes. But first, I’ll measure it. Customer. Open your arms, yes. I won’t catch it.”

“Yes, yes.”

Opening her arms, Evan gulped down her saliva as he watched Yumina stick a tape measure over her chest as if hugging him.

As if Evan was cute, Yumina continued to laugh and started measuring her.

“Guest, how old are you?”

“I’m fifteen. But why age…….”

“Yeah, if you’re growing up, you have to make clothes for it. It would be nice if magic could work on the dragon’s skin, but—no matter how heartless it is, the dragon’s skin and scales are symbols of anti-demon.”

“Oh, that- there is literature that says dragons can change their bodies freely with magic, so maybe they can resize them.”

“But in case you don’t know, I’ll make it bigger first~ Is there a design you want?”

“Just cool….”

“To order. All right, sir!”

Looking at the two people who would do their best, risking their lives, souls, and pride to make armor and weapons—— Evan felt a fragment of the madness of craftsmen.

Indeed, madness shone in the eyes of the two. Evan wondered if the two of them were crazy.

‘These people look dangerous… ….’

Evan, who no matter how you look at it, thought they were people who should be in prison, but soon after seeing the two people who started working on it, he realized that it was a very rude idea.

“You must first make the skeleton. It will take a year to cut it.”

“Where is the cut off?”

“I see. At what temperature does it melt first? ….”

“If you mix it with an alloy… ….”

The two were engrossed in their work, like pious priests. Evan, who saw this, waited for the work to be finished without saying anything.

* * *

A month has passed.

Gear, the sword and armor have been completed.

Evan gave a slight exclamation as he looked at the sword and armor in front of him.

“Wow… ….”

“Black, it was difficult to smelt with only bones, so I mixed some minerals.”

“Are you cool enough?”

Looking at the pattern on the blade drawn as if a dragon had opened its mouth, Evan couldn’t stop admiring it.

“Dragon Killer. That’s how it was named.”

That’s a cool name- Evan thought so and grabbed his sword.

At the same time, a dragon started to cry in his head.

─Kwaaang-!

A tingling dragon’s roar.

A sword engraved with the dragon’s soul.

The moment he gripped the sword, a certain realization began to fill his head.

“—Wait, I’ll swing it and see.”

“You can do it here… ….”

“It’s narrow.”

Evan immediately went out of the workshop, grabbed the sword and communicated with the dragon inside. He saw the dragon wriggling madly as if he wanted to get out of the sword and spoke to it.

‘Do you want to go out?’

Help me. In the next moment, Evan swung his sword towards the sky.

—Kwalala!

The dragon spewing out from the tip of the sword ascended to heaven.

Evan smiled contentedly at the dragon soaring through the sky.

─Gurereung-.

He began to cry as if he was satisfied with the sword he had once ejected. Evan spewed out a dragon and delivered the sword.