Chapter 99: 99 \nWhen weâre done talking about the order, all we have to do is go home. Say hello to Camilo and leave the store behind.\n
On second thought, maybe this is the first time youâve sold a special order or something from me and sold it to make an extra order (when I was talking about Halvard), other than something like that. I think that first was good in Camilo.
Pass by with a meeting with the guard at the city entrance. When I glanced at him, all I had was still a spear. I wonder if Halvardâs training is taking place, and I think it doesnât have that benefit either. I donât know that the fact that youâve been telling me to add Halvard means that youâre going to be operating in this cityâs guards as well. If not, you just have to turn the first one over to the guard at the mansion.
Well, is that what Marius thinks? I canât help rubbing my mind. I kicked Halvard out of my head and focused on keeping pace with Rike.
On the way home, the streets have relaxing landscapes. Sometimes I donât think I need to be alert because thereâs nothing to be alert about, but sometimes there are bandits out there talking about Camilo, and a while back Helen said she had a big bandit crusade. I canât lose my mind. I donât know how to say this the moment Iâm distractedâŠâŠ
There was nothing out on the street this day. If youâre a normal person, you wonât fail to be vigilant in the woods beyond, but for us, you know it. Itâs easier than ever.
However, it is not desirable to stimulate the forest animals into mischief, so Thermia is at the centre of the vigilance to avoid encountering them as much as possible.\n
I passed a little near the animals, but I didnât have any particular problems. Instead, Deanna never met a scorching wolf, so her tension was set to drop somewhat.
When you get home and finish carrying your stuff, itâs free time today from there.
I decided to prepare the mould in advance for mass production starting tomorrow. Itâs been a long time since Iâve had Thermia and Deanna do it these days. Apply clay to the wood mould to dry and make a template. Repeating that task until the time for preparing dinner is quite a few. I donât have any problems with mass production starting tomorrow. I nodded and went home to prepare dinner.
The next day, time for work-sharing after breakfast. Unlike sitting at our usual post-breakfast table, we move to the workplace, worship the shrine, and then start a meeting.
âI know you know because I was there, but my Eizoo workshop has been asked to produce a mass of longswords. So from today on, everyone, including me, will take it or something.
When I say that, the three of us return words that are different but mean the same thing.\nâLetâs move as efficiently as possible. Deanna, keep moulding.
âThermia is the task of pouring into the template. You donât have to take burrs today either.
âRike and I are going to finish it.
Thus, the first mass order production of our workshop began.
That doesnât start with not putting fire in the fire floor and furnace, although Iâm glad I put the mood in that way. Between putting the fire on and increasing the temperature, all four of us spend time working on moulding. These moulds will run out of them all as early as today.
The mould will not be enough to sinter and change tissue, so it can be reused to some extent, but some of it will also lose money, so there will be a need for replenishment sooner or later. After a while, by the time this mass production clears up, new clay refills may be needed. But now we only work for mass production.
The furnace temperature rises, iron stones are added in and the molten iron is removed, and then poured into the mold until it cools down, and me and LiquĂ© have no place to turn. At this time, the busiest person is Thermia. When the molten iron is poured into the mold, additional iron stones are thrown into the furnace. At this pace, even after we get to the finish, it doesnât seem like weâre going to be out of hand. Thermia is more likely to do that, but when she does, sheâll be able to turn it around with the help of moulding.
Eventually I took the sword that was getting cold out of the mold, grabbed it with a yatco, beat it with a hammer and dropped the burr, put it in the fire floor and heat it up, then took it out with a âgood spotâ and now beat it with a hammer to finish it. I started it first, but Like is also going to go ahead with the finish by waving a beat and a hammer. As far as chills are concerned, itâs not even a luxury model, but as a general model, it can be done well inside.
The sound of the two hammers sounds loud, and there mixes the sound of flames and wind, the sound of Thermia and Deanna working. I have said this from time to time, but this time it feels more like a family outing than usual because it is a proper purposeful task.
So I finished the first one of the long swords out of the family.