Miracle?
What the hell?
Several big question marks popped up in Kaijin's head.
Although he acknowledged Suwey as his brother, if there was something wrong with the other party's brain, why not forget about recognizing him as his brother?
Suwey looked at the five people in front of him. Unlike the Demon Slayer world, there were a large number of ordinary people there.
In this world, when races from the fantasy world such as elves and dwarves appear before you alive, it feels very strange.
When he came here from Demon Slayer World, he didn't know what to do for a moment. If the wild boar beaten by Milim hadn't summoned him, he would probably have to do some tricks in Farmus Kingdom.
Now he has not only found the organization, but is also contributing to it.
As he thought about it, a long sword slowly emerged in Suwey's palm, exactly the same as the one Kai Jin had just given him.
"How… is this possible!?"
Kaijin's face was full of doubts about his life. Only he knew how much energy and time he had spent on forging this sword. In order to ensure the error, as a craftsman, he tried to keep the force balanced every time he struck.
These were extremely physically demanding tasks, so he really couldn't understand how Suwey managed to create a long sword in less than ten seconds of observing it.
"Is this… exactly the same?"
The elf girl and the dwarf brother had different focuses. She leaned over and observed the details of the swords. However, it was precisely because of this meticulous observation that she discovered that the two swords had exactly the same pattern.
After adjusting his mindset, Kaijin took a deep breath. The unique heat wave in the blacksmith shop started from the tip of his tongue, gradually burning his internal organs and rekindling his mood.
So, Kaijin set his destination at Night Butterfly, and the elf lady sent by King Gazel looked at the five like-minded people with contempt and returned to the royal city.
This is the most famous tavern in the capital of Dowagon because there are many elves here.
As we all know, the elves are a race that produces many handsome men and beautiful women. The slave traders' favorite thing to do is to capture elves. They can catch elf princesses who yearn for the outside world everywhere, and then open an auction house, but it is ruined by others.
And those who work at the Night Butterfly are the best among them. Among these elves, some have graceful figures, like soft and fragrant jade, and some have beautiful faces, like fairies.
So when Suwey stepped into the Night Butterfly, Kaijin's wallet was destined to be much emptier.
The environment here is very good, the fragrance surrounds the entire room, and although the room is not hot, the elf ladies are dressed very coolly, making it impossible to take your eyes off them.
After drinking the glass of wine, Kai Jin picked up the wine jug, filled Suwey's glass, and then said with a smile.
"But it's really shocking. The swords I forged using my previous incarnation's abilities were instantly mass-produced. It's terrifying."
Truth comes out when drunk. Kai Jin, despite being drunk, still expressed his thoughts.
He was not dissatisfied or jealous. It would even be better to say that he was very grateful to Suwey, but as a craftsman, he was unwilling to admit defeat, which made him unable to help but complain.
He is indeed a straightforward dwarf. The first words he said when he sat down at the table expressed his true feelings.
"That's because the prototype you created, Kaijin, was excellent. I simply used some of the sales points, analyzed them, and then replicated them with magic ore. Without the longsword you created, I wouldn't be able to replicate it."
Suwey picked up the wine glass and explained to Kai Jin.