The Ultimate Sage Who Faked Incompetence and Was Disinherited Just Wants to Enjoy His New Life! - Episode 111: Sweet

Episode 111: Sweet

*Ahem*, Ardan gave a cough to draw attention. 

Sorry, Ardan. Everyone just did whatever they wanted.

“Then, I’ll take you up on your offer and use the mithril. A mithril shield and a mithril tact, right?” 

“That’s right. Even with that, it seems like there will be mithril left over. Ardan, how about making a mithril sword for yourself too?”

“Good idea. I’ll do that. There’ll probably be more enemies that can’t be defeated without a mithril sword anyway.”

It wasn’t surprising Ardan said that. 

We had calmed two Spirits so far. 

That fact, for better or worse, would affect how the world sees us. 

There’s a high chance that similar requests—or even more troublesome ones—might come our way in the future.

If Ardan is the only one unable to do anything in those times, it could become a problem.

“I think it’s fine. It’s a necessary investment.” 

“I agree! Ardan should have a means of attack too. I can power up weapons with magic. But if it’s just an iron sword, it’ll break with a snap.”

Lilia had no problem with it either. 

Of course, Pii-chan and Kagetora wouldn’t complain. 

The only one left is Jill… and he looks a bit displeased. 

Probably thinks it’s unfair that Ardan gets two pieces of equipment.

“You’re okay with it too, Jill?” 

With hands on her hips, Elise leaned over the table. She was applying some pressure. 

Pushed by that force, Jill leaned slightly backward and held both palms up.

“Of course it’s fine! But… I kinda want a mithril sword too~”

Jill glanced at everyone, testing the mood. 

Everyone looked at each other. 

That’s why I said we should wait until we get back to the Kingdom of Fortune and have Rugald-san make swords there. 

But, well… if Jill really wants a sword, there is another way. 

It’s just hard to say…

“In that case, how about melting down Jill’s mithril katana and making a new sword from that?”

She said it!! 

Lilia said what Ardan, Elise, and I were finding hard to say!! 

It hit Jill hard—his smile was clearly twitching. 

I’m not gonna help you, Jill. 

Lilia has a point.

“Th-that’s…” 

“Princess, the katana is a samurai’s soul. To throw it away is unthinkable!” 

“Y-yeah! Kagetora’s right. The katana is a samurai’s soul!”

Jill, with Kagetora on his side, barely managed to hold his ground. 

But the castle was on the verge of falling. 

In front of Fairy Queen Lilia, not even holding the fortress would be allowed.

“Alright then, Jill doesn’t get a sword.” 

“P-please, reconsider!”

Jill bowed his head to Lilia, who cut him off so coldly. 

What a weird scene this has become. 

What should I do?

As I was worrying, Elise sighed.

“Then let’s do this—if there’s any mithril left over, we’ll have one made.” 

“Ooh! As expected of Elise! I knew you’d say that!”

Jill clasped his hands together as if praying to a goddess. 

He looked like a devoted believer.

“You’re too soft~” 

“So sweet.” 

“I’m not sweet! Don’t get the wrong idea!”

Elise denied it with all her strength. 

But she wasn’t convincing at all.

Look at Ardan. He’s dumbfounded. 

Pii-chan and Kagetora are shaking their heads too. 

Only Elise believes otherwise.

“Alright then, let’s head to Rugald-san’s place. We don’t know how long it’ll take for the equipment to be completed.”

“Right. I don’t think it’ll happen, but there’s a chance Rugald-san might not be able to make mithril equipment.”

“Fel, that’s not gonna happen. There’s no way a dwarf blacksmith wouldn’t have a mithril furnace. And there’s no way those bearded guys would allow for any weapon to be uncraftable.”

So dwarf blacksmiths are that serious about forging, huh. 

They’ve been preparing mithril furnaces all this time, just in case. Impressive.

“Let’s go already! My mithril sword is waiting for me!” 

“Wait, Jill. You’re going like that?” 

“What’s wrong with my outfit?” 

“You may be fine with it, but we’re not!”

None of us were wearing armor or robes. 

No matter how you looked at it, we didn’t look like Platinum Rank adventurers—just ordinary citizens. 

Elise clearly didn’t like that. 

She probably thought we needed to look presentable so we wouldn’t be underestimated during negotiations.

I understand that feeling, but… 

Part of me doesn’t want to agree. 

Because that way of thinking is, in a way, just like that of nobles.

Under Elise’s command, we all changed clothes and gathered again. 

I said, “If we’re going that far, why not just go tomorrow?” but Jill wouldn’t accept it.

That Jill from that day again. 

Because Elise made some weird promise…………

After getting ready, we headed straight to Rugald-san’s workshop. 

Since it was our… who knows how many times visit, he was already used to us.

“Is Rugald-san here?” 

“Yeah, I’m the only one here. You said you were going to the continent next door, but you’re back, huh. So? Did the bow and arrows help?”

“They were useful when we fought the Kraken. Thanks to that, we managed to drive it off.”

Rugald-san’s eyes widened in surprise. 

Then he burst into laughter. 

He clapped his knees, looking delighted.

“So you ran into a Kraken, huh! Don’t know if you’re lucky or unlucky!”

He said that cheerfully, then laughed loudly again. 

It seemed like he was happy we encountered a Kraken and that his bow and arrows were useful. 

Are we supposed to laugh along too?

After laughing for a while, Rugald-san brought the conversation back.

“So? You folks here to order new weapons?” 

“Yes. We got some mithril, and we were hoping you could make some gear with it—”

“Mithril! Show me. Right now!”

With great force, Rugald-san came rushing toward us. 

Startled by the intensity, Lilia clung to my face in a tiny voice. 

Pii-chan and Kagetora also latched onto my head. 

I felt kind of like a giant tree. Complicated feelings.

Pushed back by Rugald-san’s energy, Ardan took a lump of mithril out from his magic bag. 

Rugald-san sniffed heavily through his nose, inspecting it.

“This is amazing! I’ve never seen mithril this pure before. Where did you get it?”

“It’s loot from when we fought a Mithril Golem.”

Rugald-san’s eyes went blank. 

Then he burst into laughter again. 

This time, it really hit his funny bone—he laughed for quite a while.

“Haha, sorry, sorry. That was so unexpected. I’m surprised there was even a Mithril Golem. And that you guys encountered it—No, your bad luck—no, good luck—no, your strength in beating it. Everything’s just surprising.”

He looked genuinely happy. 

This is going to be the talk of the town for a while.

But there was one mistake in what Rugald-san said. 

It wasn’t bad luck that made us run into a Mithril Golem. 

We knew it was there and went there on purpose.

If I say that, though, we won’t just seem like curious people— 

We’ll be adventurers who went to slay a Mithril Golem just to get mithril. 

And Mithril Golems aren’t affected by swords or magic.

Thinking about it now, it was totally reckless. 

We were lucky to win. 

Even among Platinum Rank adventurers, probably only our party could’ve done it.

“So, Rugald-san, will you do it?” 

“Of course! I’ll make you the best gear. No time to waste. I need to light the mithril furnace.”

Rugald-san said that to Ardan, who gave a wry smile. He then rushed into the workshop. 

We followed him in—we had to discuss the equipment plans with him, after all.