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Moreover the team we have made only has NPCs. I've formed a raid party before, and joining a party doesn't mean I'll die.

"Divine being!"

While I was pondering the friend issue, Liora called out. She was pointing to an old cabin.

I check the map.

It seems this is indeed our destination. The elf princess, Remeria, also has a proud expression.

It's apparently the home of an elven blacksmith.

An elf with an apprentice of the dwarf race, known for their blacksmithing. No wonder she's proud.

Liora follows the princess toward the cabin. The princess calls out to it.

"Brother! It's me, Remeria."

"Brother?"

"Yes, my third brother."

"You have many siblings."

"Yes, many."

Then, from the cabin, a frail elf with a beard covering his face, much like a dwarf, emerges.

"…Has the time freeze been lifted? Come in."

"Brother, is that all you have to say for our emotional reunion?"

"Hundreds of years pass quickly when you're blacksmithing. For you too, it must have felt like only a few days."

"That's true, but still…"

"That weapon—is it a divine artifact? Did he die."

At the bearded elf's words, the princess stiffens. Seeing her reaction, the bearded elf lets out a hearty laugh.

A laugh so boisterous, it doesn't seem elven at all.

"Dohohoho! He really protected it! The divine artifact! Alone, against the Demon King's army! For hundreds of years! So, how was that greatsword he used?"

"A weapon that didn't break even after hundreds of years! I'm proud as his brother!! It's proof that he mastered it."

The princess looks conflicted. For her, it may have felt like a moment, but for him, most of his life was spent in the depths of a dark grave.

A time gap that can't be bridged by regret.

The elven prince, who could only be saved by being killed.

"Did you know?"

"Of course. I met him twice. The first time was when I entered the catacombs, wondering 'What happened to the divine artifact?' The second time was when I went to deliver a weapon to him."

"Didn't you help him?"

"I'm a blacksmith. Besides, he didn't want it. The first time I met him, he said, 'Aren't you being tailed? You might attract troublesome enemies, don't come back.'"

He seems like a rather difficult brother.

He must have regretted not being able to help in time. In the end, he was able to pass it on to his sister, so it turned out well, even if it's just a game scenario.

We lost the resurrection potion, but I can accept that.

After a bout of hearty laughter, the bearded elf wipes away a single tear from his eye. His thin, branch-like body suddenly seems to shrink even further.

"So, who's the girl? My guest? She's overkill as your guard. You can fight yourself, and Sicily's with you too."

"She's someone I acknowledge as a hero."

"Oh… So you're the one who took down my Brother? Then I owe you. That scythe of yours… I'll appraise it for free, just this once."

A thin, frail body.

However, the aura he exudes as a master craftsman is enough to send shivers down your spine. No wonder that dwarf armorer looked up to him.

With a gulp, Liora hesitantly offers the scythe.

"…A special drop from Helmut? Interesting stats. Even at level 10, the skills alone make it top-tier. Now, let's see how it can evolve."

The elven master blacksmith grinned ferociously.

Inside the small hut, there was only a straw mattress.

There was nothing else. It was less a cramped space and more like a place where even a prisoner in solitary confinement might live more luxuriously.

However, that wasn't our destination.

The bearded elf, Gauche, stomped on the floor, revealing a hidden passage. He started descending the stairs, and Liora and the others followed behind.

Our destination was said to be a forge.

A forge underground… how fantastical.

The place we arrived at was filled with an array of unfamiliar tools. It made one question if these were truly blacksmithing tools.

The bearded elf moved with a slight sway.

"The act of forging iron has surpassed mere dimensions. A magical blacksmith's craft goes beyond the ordinary. I negotiate with the materials, offer sacrifices, and make them obey my will."

"Huh?"

"In short, Liora, how do you want your scythe, Shadow of Death? Should it cut better? Be unbreakable? Do you want it to have special powers?"

"Should it be enveloped in flames? Automatically latch onto enemies? Lighter? Heavier? Life-giving? Death-bringing?

Or increase its attack power? Specialize in magic attacks? Or focus on supportive effects?"

Gauche asked, offering a hell lot of choices.

Liora looked at me.

However, Gauche didn't allow that.

"Don't ask the spirit! It's your weapon. It's something you hold! You must decide with your own mouth, with your own will, or it'll turn into a failure worse than any dull blade!"

"Not a spirit, A GOD!!"

"Huh?"

Despite being scolded, Liora calmly responded. I couldn't help but admire and find her courage adorable.

Liora is invincible. Completely ignoring Gauche, she still seemed to seek my opinion. Although I didn't fully understand, I decided to have her follow Gauche's lead.

"Liora, decide for yourself. That way, I'll enjoy it more."

"U-Uhm… I wanted the god to decide… But I'll decide myself."

"If you make a proper decision, I'll stay with you five minutes longer than usual today."

"Wow, five more minutes together… Is this really happening?"

I couldn't help but feel really guilty.

Maybe I should splurge and stay six minutes longer… No, but if I don't sleep in real life, I'll die. I still need to eat and relieve myself!

After that, Liora sat down and began to ponder, mumbling "hmm, hmm." After a while, she stood up and made a decision.

With a declaration, she said,

"Everything from before."

"Huh… wait, all of it?" Gauche, losing track of even his own character, swung his head frantically, trying to stop Liora.

"No, no, no! Listen, Liora. There are things I can and can't do, and your weapon has limits too, you know? Understand?"

"Can't do it?"

"Even your dark spirit has limits, right? It's like that."

"God has no limits, and it's not a dark spirit. You can do it or not?"

"…I don't want to say I can't."

"Alright. Then I'll ask that armor shop."

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"Armor shop…? Could it be Tex? That guy can't even unlock it."

At that, Liora murmured "Ah" and handed over a letter from her pocket.

"That's the request. It's completed. I'm leaving."

"Wait, wait, wait! I understand! I'll do my best to meet your desires. But it has to be gradual. A unique weapon at that level must be unlocked every 10 levels."

"…Understood."

Gauche heaved a sigh of relief.

He then examined Shadow that Feeds on Death with some mysterious tools, running a steel ladle along the blade and cutting into a lump of strange clay.

After a while, the magical blacksmith nodded and handed the scythe back to Liora.

"Well, in any case, I should see you in action. Go outside, Liora."

The bearded elf spoke as if inviting her to a fight.

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Deep within the great forest.

The elf, now clean-shaven and with his disheveled hair tied with thread, said,

"I've raised my summoning technique to 100. I also possess skills that support it. Probably, among the human race at present, there hasn't been a summoner born who surpasses me."

"Are you strong?"

"Fairly strong… I can tell you're strong just by looking at you. That's why the creature I'm about to summon is dangerous. It's okay to lose, but give it your all."

"I won't lose."

"That's the best outcome. —Come forth, Wind Elemental High Wolf!"

At the end of Gauche's conjuring, a gigantic wolf with lush green fur appeared. Whirlwinds constantly surrounded it, resembling a small-scale tornado.

Let's appraise it.

Name: River

Gender: Female

Level: 99 Race: Wind Elemental High Wolf

Magic: Gale Magic 99

Crafting: Mining 99

Skills: Beast Body 99 Fang and Claw Arts 99 Ambush 99 Magic Body 99 Physical Enhancement 89 Luck Enhancement 67 Wind Enhancement 95 Roar Arts 99 Armor 99

Stats: Attack: 990 Magic Attack: 990 Endurance: 198 Agility: 1485 Luck: 495

Title: Spirit Eater

Unique Skill: Gale Claw

It looks pretty strong.

Its stats are definitely boss-level. It's a big wolf that controls the wind, and its agility being significantly higher is a concern.

Liora readied herself with Shadow of Death

She had already activated the buffs she could use—Heavenly Ring, Heavenly Wing, and Moonlight Scythe technique. The scythe was also imbued with Head Hung and Soul Steal.

"I'll crush you."

'AAOOOOOOHH!'

The wind wolf howled, causing its body to glow.

In the next moment, a massive bullet-like force sent Liora flying.

That bullet was the wolf itself. It had charged at her using Gale Magic and Roar Arts to enhance its body, combined with a surprise attack.

Liora's HP was reduced by 90% in an instant, but it was fully restored with Regeneration.

"Is that all?"

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