“I don’t know. I only met her when we competed in the game, so how could I know so much about her?”

“Didn’t you team up with your successor and participated in the fight? He also didn’t notice anything about Erina?”

“Yes.”

These guys couldn’t even guess that Grid was Khan’s successor. Maybe it was because he looked like a beginner, as no one would think that the successor of the prestigious blacksmith Khan would be a beginner.

“...Sheesh.” Whether it was because they were irritated at not gaining anything, or because he was an NPC, the men left without saying goodbye to Khan.

Grid pulled out salt from his inventory and sprinkled it in front of the smithy.

“Phew, unlucky bastards. Don’t come back again.”

Khan scratched his head as he looked at me. “Shouldn’t you be sprinkling coarse salt?”

“...Ah, is that so? Hum hum, let’s go back to work.”

As Grid turned back to the furnace, Khan opened his mouth and asked, “Are you going to work today without resting?”

“Of course.”

“The more I look, the more I feel admiration. You already have excellent...