Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Don Dorgo, the name of the blacksmith who struck the hero with his sword 600 years ago when a great war broke out between demons and other races in this world. As Riquet knows, it is the so-called "legendary blacksmith" who remained by name until later times.

I made an Oriharkon sword that was 2 meters long and 60 centimeters wide.

According to the legend, Maribel was the one who helped him to “receive power from God.”

If God intervened in what Maribel did to Don Dorgo, it would not be a mistake for him to be empowered.

Speaking of which...

Riquet's gaze gathered. Rike pulled himself back a little. She keeps on speaking.

"The man who used the sword Don Dorgo struck... what kind of a hero was he?"

Two meters long and 60 centimeters wide, half of the Oriharkon was a person who used a lump-like thing as a weapon to spin the gnome, which is of great concern to me.

If Maribel remembers, I want you to tell me the same thing. Ms. Lewisa seems to remember it directly, but I feel that the question of "I've been here for 600 years" is going to be cleared up.

"Hmm, I only came once, but it was huge!"

Was it big, Helen?

Her name suddenly came up, but Helen quickly took a careless posture. I don't know if I should call myself a mercenary, but I'm standing up straight and looking good.

Helen is taller than me. I'm by no means the lower one, but I'm taller than I am, so I'm supposed to be quite tall. Still, it would be quite a struggle to swing it around.

Maribel shook his head sideways.

"No. Anne was bigger than you."

Me?

Anne pointed to herself. She is half of the Giants and the Humans. Even though I'm taller than Helen and I barely have any trouble getting in and out of the house and forge, my bed is bigger than everyone else's.

Being bigger than her means you're pretty tall.

Was the hero a giant?

Riket said, and I nodded silently. Somehow, the hero thought that it was the human race, and literally imagined that it was the muscle Molly Macho Man (or pervert) who could spin the great sword.

However, it seems that the truth is that it is not so, but because it is a giant tribe in the first place, it has a large body and it has only been made accordingly.

Hmm, history romance is just a normal thing when you know the truth when you open the lid.

"He was a beautiful man."

"Was it a woman?"

This time, Maribel nods to my words. I thought this was completely a man, too.

Speaking of which, I hear that in this world, the fences of various races and genders were considerably removed in the war of 600 years ago.

Could it be because the hero who brought together all the races except the demons was neither a human race nor a man? It's probably not as simple as all of this, but it must have contributed to it.

I feel like I've heard some amazing things.

"It's like the truth about history."

Diana's words with a sigh. I smiled bitterly. Even if there are still many stories left today, it seems that there is no big difference between the previous world and ours in not communicating the details or in adding the creations of future generations.

In this case, the race and gender of the hero weren't conveyed in detail. No, it's possible I didn't let him tell you.

If people who do not know the missing information supplement it, it will be filled with something different from the original information, overwritten, and it will remain as "real". I guess I'll do the same for my information.

Anyway, the spirit that helped me make such a brave sword. Her story is not yet in detail, but she is here now.

If in the future we were to strike with the sword of a brave man...

I don't think such a joke story will come to fruition quickly, but this could be the first step.

When I realized that, I fixed my habitation a little bit.

Well then, let's begin the first step of processing the Oriharkon.

Applause resounds in the forge. All right, cheats included, but let's put all my strength into it.

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