Erina glanced at my waist.
“Why are you just wearing a sword? It’s dangerous.”
“It's not particularly dangerous. There’s no edge on it.”
It wouldn't be dangerous right now, but making a sheath was necessary.
I had a lot of loose hair because I kept combing White Bone’s fur, but I was in trouble because I couldn't find a blacksmith to make anything with it.
“Is there a blacksmith in the duchy?”
“Not in the main area, but there’s one in the city. Why? Do you need one?"
"Yeah."
“You’re being honest.”
“There’s no need to hide it.”
Then, Erina smiled and said.
“Let’s eat first and then go! I’ll introduce you to one!”
“Good.”
For some reason, I felt that Erina's face outside the duchy and her inside were quite different.
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