Chapter 71 – Another Hero.

Krusha sat down with her wet body drenched in sweat and groaned as if her muscles were in pain.

“Okay, is this how you do it? I thought I was confident in my strength. It’s so hard.”

“Are the muscles you use when swinging a bellows exactly the same as the muscles you use when swinging a weapon? It’s normal, so just keep quiet, man.”

Currently, Tiaran was teaching Krusha how to fight. Anyway, since she joined the hero party, she should know how to fight at least, so she won’t be a burden.

“Can’t we just use the hammer as a weapon? This mace is too difficult to use.”

“Why?”

“You don’t have to! If you use a hammer as a weapon, you can respond at any time, whether it’s when maintaining weapons or equipment or when fighting, right?”

In the end, seeing her talking as if she was exhausted, he decided to just try swinging the hammer once.

“Then try using the same hammer you normally use.”

“Oh, there’s no harm in saying that!”

“I really want to say that, but I think I’ll swing it at least 50 times.”

Krusha was happy and took the blacksmith hammer he usually used and started swinging it.

“25, 26…! Panting! What is it? Why is it harder? I usually knocked over 100 times… Ugh?!”

-Boom!

Even though she was holding and swinging a hammer that was much smaller than the mace, she was using less strength than before. She even let go of her handle and let it fall on her floor.

“Of course. Is there any reason to have a separate weapon?”

At first glance, it looked fine as a weapon, but upon closer inspection, there were more than one problem.

“Have you heard what is most important when making a weapon?”

“Eh, it’s the center of gravity, right? It varies from weapon to weapon, but in general, it’s better to have the center of gravity closer to the side where the handle is… Ah!”

As Krusha continued her words, she looked at the hammer in her hand as if she realized what the problem was.

“That’s right. The head of the hammer is so heavy that after swinging it once, it takes a long time to swing it again.”

“Looking at the standards of weapons, what else seems to be the problem?”

“Give me that mace just for a moment.”

She took her mace from Tia Ran again and held it in her own hand to see the difference.

“As expected, the center of gravity of a mace is closer to the center of gravity than the head. The handle is also finished so that it does not slip… And it is the same blunt weapon. How is this possible?”

Krusha muttered as she observed the structure and details of the mace with a serious expression. For a moment, she thought about whether Tia Ran would give her a hint.

“Aha! The head of this isn’t entirely made of metal.”

“Oh, you’re quick-witted.”

The mace she uses now was originally used by Ketan. The characteristic feature of her blunt weapon is that it has a lot of pointed parts and has multiple blades attached to form a head.

That means that compared to her hammer, there is a lot of empty space inside her head, making her head much lighter and easier to swing.

“But why is it better if the center of gravity is closer to the handle?”

“What, you say you’re a blacksmith, so why don’t you know that?”

“Ugh! But I thought that was just the way it was!”

‘Wait a minute, her dad recognized her abilities and canned her.’

The problem is that because she likes making weapons so much, she is not aware that she has been trapped.

“The reason the center of gravity is closer to the handle is better because of centrifugal force.”

“Centrifugal force?”

“When you swing a weapon directly, doesn’t it feel like it’s trying to slip out of your hand? That’s centrifugal force.”

“Oh, so the reason the hammer was heavier even though it was lighter was because the head was heavier?”

If your head is heavy, the force to get out will naturally be stronger. Only then did Krusha become convinced and checked the center of gravity of her hammer and mace once again.

“If you didn’t know that, how did you know that this sword was a famous sword?”

“Eh, that?”

As Tia Ran tapped the Sword Eater on her waist, Crusha tilted her head.

“But even if you look at it, it is a very well-balanced and perfect bastard sword with no unnecessary elements.”

“Hmm.”

Even if you knew it with knowledge, it was not easy to see. The Bastard Sword is a sword that has its own advantage in that it can be used with one or two hands depending on the need.

Sword Eater could be said to be exactly as it was in the textbook.

“Can I touch that sword?”

Suddenly, Crusha looked at her Sword Eater, her eyes sparkling. From the looks of it, he seemed quite anxious to see it.

“No.”

“Eh! Why is it not possible?”

The person who answered her was Lucia, who came out to the yard where they were training. Krusha looked at Tiaran and Lucia alternately with a complicated expression, not knowing why she was answering.

‘It’s obvious what you’re thinking.’

It seems that he misunderstood that the relationship was serious enough to argue about someone else’s sword. Although it is not particularly wrong.

“The magic sword is famous for being picky about its users, right?”

To be exact, this is the case except for some magic swords. Anyway, basically, if an unqualified person tries to hold the magic sword, they often receive a light curse or even die.

“Why is the story about the magic sword suddenly… Wait, can’t that be the magic sword?!”

“I guess you didn’t know it was a magic sword.”

“If I hadn’t known from the beginning, I wouldn’t have known.”

As such, the Sword Eater was a sword that was very faithful to the basics, befitting its ferocious name.

‘That’s the scariest thing.’

As Tiaran used it himself, he realized how monstrous this sword was.

“Ugh, it’s a magic sword. So, if I accidentally touched it…”

“Your hand is necrotic?”

There was no guarantee that this would happen, but he had seen a case where someone tried to use a magic sword recklessly and ended up unable to use it due to necrosis in their hand. The scary thing about the magic sword is that it is a cheap hit.

“It’s terrible! Let alone why you carry such a hideous object, how did you get it?!”

Tia Ran glanced at Lucia, but she smiled bitterly and shook her head.

‘Normally, I wouldn’t believe it.’

Who would believe the story that he defeated an executive of the Demon King with a single blow and received a sword from him?

“I got it after defeating Targon.”

“Eck.”

“Wait a minute! Weren’t you supposed to keep that a secret?!”

“When will I?”

Of course, I never said I would lie.

“You are free to believe it or not, but think for yourself.”

“Oh, now that I think about it, it wasn’t you guys, it was our hero party, right?”

“… Are you believing that again?”

Lucia didn’t seem to think that Krusha would believe it.

“Surely it was a lie?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Otherwise, there’s no problem.”

Of course, knowing that they were a hero party played a part, but since Krusha’s upbringing was a process, there was also something about being overly naive.

‘I wasn’t fooled by Trixie for nothing.’

If there is such a thing as tact, isn’t it normal to be suspicious if you let a stranger into your house and items disappear not just once but several times?

‘In that sense, our ladies are not easy either.’

Tiaran glanced at Anise, who was training with a sword nearby.

-Whoop! Boom!

It looks like he is practicing swordsmanship by swinging his sword in the air, but when he sees that the swinging trajectory does not deviate from a specific motion and the tip of the sword is shaking, it seems that he is thinking about something else.

‘You look deeply troubled for one reason or another.’

His eyes were blurred, and he seemed to have fallen unconsciously.

“Could you please bring me Anise?”

At that moment, Lucia was also looking at Anise with a worried expression. Looking at the four cups containing drinks on the tray she was holding, she could guess her intentions.

-Turup

“Oh?”

When Tia Ran approached her as she was swinging her sword and stopped her by grabbing her sword with her hand, she seemed to have come back from her thoughts and her golden eyes regained their focus.

“Take it easy while practicing. Let’s have something cool to drink since it’s a hot day.”

“… Yes.”

So they sat together on the roughly made bench in front of the yard. Of course, it was Tiaran’s handmade product.

“It’s not a tea party table, so I was wondering where I could use this. It’s more useful than I thought.”

Lucia spoke as she took off her boots and sat down on her mat. She originally said that all she needed was her mat.

“It’s much better than just laying a mat, right?”

“Ugh, I have to admit what I have to admit.”

Tia Ran giggled and opened her parasol at the sight of Lucia puffing out her cheeks with a distressed expression, as if asking if there was any need to tease her.

“Did Tiaran make this himself?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, your dexterity is quite good. Do you know how to do metallurgy?”

“I can’t do anything that professional.”

Why would he ask a blacksmith for weapons for no reason? It was just that my dexterity naturally increased as I tried to recreate things from the world I originally lived in.

“Chi, I thought we could make something together if we knew how to do it.”

Krusha couldn’t hide her disappointment and wiggled her feet, which were not touching the floor. It seems she wanted to make weapons with herself.

“How is it?”

Lucia glanced behind her and asked Tiaran.

“Metallurgy was obvious a long time ago, but he also has considerable talent in weaponry. I can see his ingenuity.”

Perhaps because she had a good understanding of the features of the weapon, Crusha was able to understand and accept it more easily than most beginners.

“Hmm♪ That’s good. First, the deportation is on hold♪”

“As expected, he’s strict.”

The reason he said this was simple. That’s because it wasn’t right for a hero party that had to gather elites to have someone who couldn’t do their job.

“Of course! You were forced to receive something as a party that was enough to warrant an exclusive contract in the first place, right? It would be difficult if we didn’t thoroughly review it.”

For that reason, Tiaran decided to teach and continuously evaluate Krusha to decide whether to keep her contract or not.

“Chi! I know. Just wait and see! I’ll work hard to push that bridge of the nose!”

“Hmph, let’s try hard.”

Of course, since Crusha also knew this, it was inevitable that she and Lucia would fight with each other more often. Normally, there would have been one more person.

‘It’s not getting any better.’

Anis was still staring at the yard bathed in the stinging sunlight with a dazed expression.

“Can I at least give you a knee pillow?”

“Yes, good.”

“Oh! What!?”

“Anis! So shameless!”

It was fortunate that something like this was responded to quickly.