Dai-shirayuki
Three days have passed since I gave the prototype sword to old man Mondo.
During that time, I was immersed in the forge.
What can I say... even though the world is different, I felt it was quite an honor to make a sword for a samurai. So for the first time in a while, I wanted to hit it with all my heart.
And above all else, I was feeling a little excited as I remembered the memories of my previous life.
After talking with the old man, I remembered a large long sword called [Taroutachi]. However, something like that is definitely not suitable for actual combat. No, it was said to have been used by a minor Sengoku warlord...
What I remembered even more from that was that it was a historical drama. A historical drama starring an actor from a previous life who resembles old man Mondo. In that work, there was a character who used a sword as long as his own body as an antagonist.
Well, it had to be practical, right? So I made a sword with a blade about the length of an adult's chest, a handle about the length of four fists, and a width about the same as a cultural knife. It is white in color. It is because I did not pour any mana into it.
The other sword, for use against humans, is an ordinary Uchigatana. It is a popular type of sword in this world. Well, swords themselves are minor in this world......
For now, it's a sword that I made with all my might. I think it will be fine even without mana. Hmm. I'd like to think so.
I immediately headed to McQueen-san's usual lodging to give it to the old man Mondo.
"Hey, are you serious... you're done, already? You shouldn't have forced yourself so hard..."
I was amazed by the old man again. I made it, but it was too much.
"If you say that, I won't sell it."
"Ah! My bad! Please! Please sell it!"
I handed the finished sword to the old man. The old man... and McQueen-san and Jereid-san's party are looking at the sword as if they are interested in it.
"It's quite a big sword... Light-san is really good at making niche items..."
"Dwarves can't make something like this. It's out of common sense. I still want to bring Light back to the Republic."
McQueen-san and Hailgrid-san were reviewing my sword. Are you praising something that is niche or outside the norm? Are you insulting me?
Old man Mondo, who is the owner of the sword, still doesn't speak, but... he has a scary look on his face. His face looked serious, as if he was about to kill someone at any moment.
"Um...what do you think?"
The old man answered quietly without taking his eyes off the sword.
"Ah... this one... is crazy. It's my ideal sword. It doesn't hurt my hands, and it seems durable. And... it's beautiful..."
I didn't expect the old man to call it [beautiful] ...but I'm glad.
Old man Mondo, who had been looking intently for a while, had received three bags from McQueen-san's driver who was nearby.
He slowly pressed it against my chest.
"It's all I have now. Take it as payment for the sword."
I checked inside and was shocked. The bag is full of gold coins... There are about as many gold coins as the bag I received from the blacksmith guild in the barony a long time ago... There are three of them...
"No! It's a lot! Here! Half a bag is enough!"
Old man Mondo is looking at me with a scary look on his face.
"You idiot! Your sword is amazing. And it's a sword that I'll never be able to encounter again. From the moment I held it in my hands, I didn't want to let go of it."
"Still..."
When I tried to say something, he hit me in the head. Isn't this cruel even though I made it for you?
"Shut up and take it! I'm going to do a test cut! Follow me!"
The old man grabbed me by the neck and dragged me out of McQueen-san's usual lodging.
We arrived at the entrance to the forest.
Old man Mondo was looking around. He has a murderous face.
"Alright. Is this okay?"
That's wood. Moreover, it is a relatively large tree.
"Look, Light. You'll see what you've made......"
The old man pulled it out of the sheath in the same manner as Iai, and in a flash, he seemed to be cutting it up.
I was relieved that it had come out of the sheath properly...
With a roar, the tree slid down.
A long time ago, I remember seeing a trial cutting of bamboo in some video, but I never imagined that he would do it with a large tree...
The old man is amazing.
"That's amazing. As expected of the old man."
"You idiot. Your sword is amazing. Even I couldn't cut it with my previous sword. Look at that. The blade didn't even chip. This sharpness, this durability and doesn't contain mana. You'll make the dwarves weep."
Eh? That much? Dwarves cry?
As I was imagining the crying dwarf, the old man returned his sword to its sheath.
"By the way, what is this guy’s name?"
"It didn't have a name."
"This guy is pitiful."
I thought for a moment......
"Danma-gatana?"
The old man put his hand on his forehead and looked up at the sky.
"Do you mind if I name it?"
"Be my guest."
"How about Dai-shirayuki? Your sword is as beautiful as the white snow."
Uwaa... that name doesn't suit the old man...
I won't mention it.
Tftc.
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