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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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“Hey, mister~ We’re back~”
After dealing with the pig, it was evening, so they headed straight to the blacksmith.
As usual, the blacksmith emerged from the back room, his hair damp with sweat.
“You’re back. Just in time.”
It seemed the sword was finished.
“Where is it?!”
“Hold on.”
The blacksmith went to the back and returned with a large sword wrapped in bandages.
It was bigger than any sword Luke had seen in this world. It had to be the ultra greatsword.
The bandages were a nice touch, preventing spoilers.
This blacksmith knew what he was doing.
“You said it might not be possible, but you made it.”
“I wouldn’t be a blacksmith if I couldn’t do this.”
Well, even if no one used Rhino Horn materials, there were plenty of other, stronger materials out there.
If he couldn’t handle this, Luke would have found another blacksmith.
“Here, take a look.”
“Ooh~!”
The sword was so large that even the blacksmith needed both hands to hold it.
Luke took the sword, making monkey noises.
A large, beautiful sword like this could turn any man into a primal ape. It exuded an aura of power.
It wasn’t as heavy as he had expected.
It wasn’t light, but it was lighter than it looked.
The blade reached his chin when he held it upright.
“How long is it?”
“170 centimeters, including the hilt.”
It was about 20cm wide and 3cm thick. A true dragon slayer.
He reached for the bandages, eager to unveil its full glory.
He pulled on the bandages, and they unraveled, revealing the sword’s magnificent form.
The blade was rough and dark gray, like carved stone. The Iron Horn material that edged the blade was so dark it seemed to absorb light.
The hilt, seamlessly integrated with the blade, was wrapped in bandages for grip.
The unwrapped sword was more alluring than any naked woman.
“*Pant… pant…*”
He licked the side of the blade.
“This is the taste of honesty!”
It was perfect!
“I shall name you… Dragon Slayer.”
A blue window appeared.
◈ Item Information
Name: Dragon Slayer
Rank: B+
Description: An ultra greatsword crafted by Smith, the imperial blacksmith. Made with Rhino Horn and Iron Horn materials. Light but strong. Despite its name, it cannot actually slay dragons.
This system dares to mock my naming sense?
He’d have to give the author a spanking if he ever met him.
“I’ve never seen anyone name a sword…”
“Don’t mind him. He’s… special.”
“Hey, mister, can I do a little dance to express my gratitude?”
“No. Don’t.”
He twerked.
“I said don’t…”
He twerked harder.
He always did the opposite of what he was told.
Luna pretended not to watch, while the blacksmith turned away.
This went on for thirty minutes.
“Thank you!”
“Sigh… it’s finally over.”
“Want more?”
“Get out of my shop.”
Damn.
“Oh, and kid, you haven’t reported the Named Monster to the guild, have you?”
“What?”
“Speak in a language I understand…”
“What are you talking about?”
“Named Monsters are rare. You can get a reward for reporting them to the guild.”
He couldn’t pass up free money.
“I’ve told you everything I know. Now get out of my shop, I need to rest.”
“Oh, one more thing. Can you take a look at this?”
He pulled out a safe from his inventory.
“Where did you get a safe…?”
He had found it after dealing with the pig.
He couldn’t break it open himself, and he didn’t want to damage the contents.
“Someone gave it to me, but I can’t open it.”
The pig had offered him everything he had, so it wasn’t a lie.
“Sigh… alright, I’ll take a look at it when I have time. Come back later.”
This blacksmith was like Doraemon. He could do anything.
“See you later~”
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The next day…
The imperial capital was in an uproar.
“Luke, today’s newspaper.”
“They have newspapers?”
They had newspapers but no TVs or phones.
Why did the author even tag this as medieval? It should have been modern fantasy.
He took the newspaper from Luna.
He usually avoided news, but today was an exception.
He had a feeling today’s news would be interesting.
[ Baron Buckley Found Naked in the Town Square. ]
That was the headline.
There were no pictures, probably because there was no technology to take photos with magic.
Or maybe it was too indecent to print.
He read the article.
[ Early this morning, Baron Buckley was found naked and tied to the fountain in the town square. His face was bruised and swollen, suggesting he had been severely beaten. A ledger labeled “Slave Trade Contracts” was found beneath him, leading authorities to believe he was the victim of retaliation. ]
“These reporters are accurate.”
Last night…
Luna’s suggestion had been:
“Let’s strip him naked and tie him to the fountain in the town square.”
Even the Demon King would have hesitated.
He hadn’t realized Luna had such a… vindictive side.
And she was the one who called him weird.
Normally, the authorities would have suppressed this kind of news, but how could they, when it happened in the middle of the town square?
They would have had to kill a third of the city’s population to silence all the witnesses.
“Now that that’s taken care of, let’s get back to work.”
He had gotten his sword yesterday, but he hadn’t had a chance to use it.
He was eager to try it out, on anyone or anything.
“Luna, get ready!”
“…As I always say, you’re the only one who needs to get ready.”
“Hehe.”
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The Adventurers’ Guild was unusually bustling.
Did an S-rank adventurer show up?
“Adela, why is it so crowded today?”
“News of a noble’s crimes travels fast.”
“Wow, you know about it!”
“You didn’t… have anything to do with it, did you…?”
He was involved, but he wasn’t the one who tied the pig to the fountain.
He smiled innocently and looked at Luna. Adela followed his gaze and looked at Luna with a horrified expression.
“Did Luna…?”
“…Ahem.”
“I can’t believe…”
She’s been corrupted by Luke.
Adela said, her face a mask of despair.
He wasn’t the one who did it, so why was she blaming him?
“You’ll regret saying that to me, Adela.” Luna said, her tone sharp.
“…I’m already regretting it.”
Meeting you.
He decided to ignore that last part.
She would be shocked when she saw what he had brought back.
“Oh my! Such fearsome monsters! As expected of Luke!” She would be singing his praises. And then he’d be like, “Who are you again?” and she’d be all, “Please don’t leave me!” It would be a classic case of regret, despair, and obsession.
He dramatically placed Iron Horn’s head on the counter.
“…This is…!”
“A Named Monster. Problem?”
“Tell me everything!”
“A receptionist… giving orders?!”
“…Please.”
That was the right attitude to have when asking for a favor.
“Luna, explain.”
“…?”
He wasn’t good with words.
He was more of a math guy, even if he wasn’t actually good at math.
He listened as Luna explained Iron Horn’s ferocity, its carnivorous nature, and its tendency to go berserk.
“You hunted a Named Monster…”
Was she impressed yet, Adela?
She muttered something to herself.
She was so shocked she was mumbling.
“Luke, have you considered the Giant Ant extermination quest? It’s a D-rank quest, and you’d be promoted to D-rank if you complete it.”
“Let’s go!”
“W-wait! I haven’t finished explaining!”
“Oh, right.”
“First of all, you’re currently E-rank, so you can’t take the quest.”
Then why did she even mention it?
Was this some kind of psychological torture?
“Let me finish…”
“I’m listening.”
“You look dissatisfied.”
Did he?
“Luna, how’s my face?”
“You look like you want to say, ‘Then why did you even mention it?’”
Spot on! She could be a translator.
“Anyway, Giant Ants are E-rank monsters, but this quest requires exterminating their lair, so it’s a D-rank quest. However, considering you hunted a Named Monster, I thought you might be able to handle it. You’d have to go with a D-rank adventurer.”
“Do I get to choose the adventurer?”
If he had a choice, he’d pick a pretty one.
“No. There’s already a D-rank adventurer who took the quest. You’ll be going with him. Oh, here he comes!”
He turned around and saw a bald man with a large double-sided axe on his back.
“What are you doing here, brat? Still haven’t gone back to your academy?”
“Alright, let’s kill him.”
“Luke, no!”
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