Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Put fire in the blacksmith after dropping everyone off. There will be a continuation of the protective gear, but it will be next week (this week?) from the delivery.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Yes."

Saying from the woodland gesture, hunting will be off tomorrow (even if there is a pull-up and dismantling), so the sword decides to make a knife or something forged today, as everyone will help tomorrow.

"The sword and knife don't seem to have a problem selling it, but maybe it'll fit when we can officially deliver the spear."

"Is that it? Didn't you make it before?

"That was Camilo's request for temporary mass production and delivery."

And then it's probably the one that flowed from the Marquis to the Imperial side. In return, it seems to have gained some of the territory that the Empire had almost renounced. I'm afraid of the proper details, but I haven't confirmed them yet.

But if that's true, there will be more spears in my hands than in the kingdom. I wonder if I could mass produce it for circulation within the kingdom, because that's not funny, because to be honest.

"Is it a spear on the sword? If you're a parent, you might want to make a few spears by reducing the number of luxury models."

Like told me to put my hand on my chin and think about it. Her tattoo would be fine. Because unlike cheats like me, I'm a person (though a dwarf) who's been making things right.

But for the future, I want to know why.

"Really?

"Yes."

Like nods away from his jaw.

"It must be true that selling is not a problem, and I'm pretty sure Mr. Camilo is a merchant doing it, so I think it's cheap for a while, but extreme stories, if people in this world start to have parent knives one at a time, they can't sell any more knives."

"That's right."

"Well, that's extreme, but it's conceivable enough that the sale will be dull somewhere. It would be better to switch to another item smoothly by then, and I was wondering if it would be better to spread the quality sufficiently by then."

"Hmm."

At first, I asked Camilo to spread it to me like a trial, and when the sword and knife sales fell, I made it full and mass-produced.

It's still far from relaxing with your family for the rest of your life, even though you say you have a hand that doesn't look like a blacksmith. Until then, you need some kind of food support, and you're afraid you won't be able to make money with your goals in front of you.

"Camilo sells the rest"

"I don't think there are any merchants who wouldn't sell it if it was the quality of their parents."

As for me, I was worried if Camilo would sell it to me, so I tried to say that, but Rike denied worrying about his eating mood. I'm pulling it off a bit because I'm getting too impetuous to say it.

"Li, if that's what Like would say for sure... Hit the knife first."

When I held it back to the point where I could maintain critical majesty, I took the sheet metal and stuck it in the fire floor. Work begins as usual, looking at the temperature, beating it, and finishing it in the shape you think.

But when I decided to start something new, my hammer jumped lighter on the sheet metal than usual.