81 Souvenirs to Thor (2/2)
The scent of dark green and earth penetrates the nostrils. It's like eating mint. Follow the road, listening to the birdsong.
As you approach the village, you can see the fields and the villagers waving their hoe and plowing the soil. When I looked closely, Roland's uncle was wiping his sweat and waving his hoe.
I was quite far away, so this time I will pass by without talking.
Won't the wheat sprouts sprout quickly?
When I went to a private house with a reddish roof, which was Petr's house, there was a sound of cracking firewood from nearby.
I walked in the direction of the sound because I was worried.
There was a figure of Thor lifting an ax and breaking firewood.
When Thor noticed me, she greeted her with a glad expression.
”Oh! Al al! Waiting!”
”Can I just give away souvenirs?”
I have a bad feeling because it is a good smile.
”Don't say such a hard thing. I can help you a little. You just need to put the firewood.”
Thor turns his arm around his shoulder, holding the ax in one hand.
Koitsu, don't try to hit my body with an ax on purpose.
Isn't this a threat anyway? I don't know what to do because it's a guy.
”Well, that's it. You don't shake the axe?”
”Oh!”
I was lightly threatened by Thor and found a stone of the appropriate size and sat down reluctantly.
And I grab the unbroken firewood piled up near the stump and put it on.
”Good!”
Then Thor slams the ax into the wood, causing it to bite into the wood.
Then, the firewood was lifted and shaken down with the ax blade cut into the wood.
The firewood sunk in a dry sound and became two.
”Do not break at once?”
”It's easier to crack here. It's dangerous to hit it all the time.”
Following Thor's voice, ”Go away,” I leave the place a bit.
Thor put the wood on the stump and raised his ax as he struck it.
The split firewood splattered with a click.
If I was sitting close, the spilled firewood would have hit me.
Thor pulled out the blade of the ax stuck into the stump and said, ”What?”
”It's certainly dangerous”
Then Thor and me split the firewood with a little conversation.
”You don't even know how to split firewood, have you ever split firewood?”
”No, I'm noble. I'm letting Bartolo do it.”
”Work a little. Firewood is used every day, so it's hard to prepare?”
”I guess. But I bought the latest fire magic so I won't use firewood anymore.”
”What!?”
”Dangerous! I still have hands!”
What a guy. I fell down on the ax while I was still putting firewood.
Do incredible things.
”What did you say now than that !?”
”Hey, don't say this when my important right arm is about to be cut. I bought a fire mage and I don't need firewood. Fuel is magic.”
”Ah !? It's crazy!? Send it a little!”
”I hate it. You are this. This is it.”
I let Thor grab me and point to the sword I set aside.
”What is this? A stick?”
Tall doesn't seem to know that it is wrapped in cloth.
So, I pick it up and untie the cloth with the surreal.
When the silver blade was exposed, Thor saw the excitement as ”Oh!”
”Hey, it's a sword.”
It's a goblin.
When I completely take the cloth and hand it to Thor, she looks gladly.
Start tracing the blade with your finger, turning it over, or trying to see through the sunshine.
I polished it shiny yesterday. Originally it was in a beautiful condition and should be fine.
”It's a real sword! It's not a wooden sword!”
The sword is a goblin size, so you can hold it with one hand even in a tall. Well, I guess Thor's body was trained with wood splitting.
It was a bit heavy for me.
”I thought I would bring some suitable toys because of Al, but I didn't think I would give them a sword. Thanks!”
Thor gives thanks with a smile.
If you say with such a smile, you feel a little guilty.
If broken, give a better one or ask Logan to make it.