After that, I continued to make more, and this day I was able to make 9 more. It looks like I'm almost certain to get over 50. On the other hand, I don't think I'll be able to make more than 60. Now I know the upper limit of the number of molds to be made tomorrow. I would say that we should aim at 55 molds, although we should not go over the limit.
　At dinner that night, we talked about singing, and Diana showed off her singing voice a little. It is said that all nobles, regardless of gender, can sing to some extent as part of their education, and all nobles can dance to some extent as well.
　If that's the case, I should be able to sing some of the songs of this world, but I'm not included in the cheats, and I don't have any information about singing in my installed knowledge.
　However, I can't sing a song from the previous world. The lyrics are in Japanese or English at best. Only "The Ninth" can be sung in German, but that doesn't change the fact that it's not a language or a song from our world.
　So, I'm very sorry to Rike and Diana, but I've decided that I'm just a blacksmith and can't sing. I know I'm being unfair, so when I get a chance, I'll learn a song from this world and perform it. .......

　The next day, I tell the three of them that my final goal is 55 songs, that I need 36 more songs to reach my goal, and that I need to produce 9 songs a day to reach it. I also told Deanna that once the molds for the 36 pieces were made, she should work with Samija to pour them into the molds. There is a possibility that we will have more time on the sixth day, in which case we can take a day off. In that case, I should just take the day off. Even if I could, it would be less than half a day.

　In the meantime, I should concentrate on today's work, because I'm almost sure that I can finish it in time if I concentrate on it. The sound of fire and wind echoed quietly in the workshop, and then the sound of hammering. Yesterday I sang, and now I can hear Rike's voice occasionally. I have a few songs in my repertoire. Rather than singing to the rhythm of the hammer, we both started to hammer to the rhythm of the song. It's not particularly distracting, and I even feel like I can concentrate better than when I'm working quietly. In the previous world, there were those who could concentrate better in silence and those who preferred background music, and I seem to be the latter. I was able to make 10 pieces this day. Now I have 26 left.

　The next day, another 10 were made, and when there were 16 left, I finished making the molds. The clay was recyclable, so we were able to get by, but it looks like we need to have some stock soon. If I can find clay in this area, I can collect it there, but since I don't know, I'll have to ask Camilo to get me some fine clay. I'll ask him to do it on the next delivery.

　The next day, and the day after that, the work proceeded, and I was able to finish 55 pieces.
　It would have been obvious if I had thought about it for a moment, but if Deanna had been cast, and Rike and I had been working at maximum speed, there was no way we could have finished more than ten in a day, and we ended up producing seven on the sixth day, with only a few days off. It was a lot of work, but when you have a clear goal, it gives you a great sense of accomplishment. In the future, it may be a good idea to set a certain number of hours per week for regular production. Of course, if you have extra time, you can take that time off. It may be more convenient for Camilo, too. I'll talk to him about it.

　The day after finishing the 55 books, today is the day of delivery. An unprecedented amount of longswords are rolled up into 10-strand screens and loaded onto a cart. The rest of the process is the same as usual, but it's not half as heavy. Even with them in the cart, they felt quite heavy. Fortunately, the wheels don't sink into the soil, but at this rate, I'll have to think twice about carrying more than 55 longswords. Or maybe we should finally introduce horses.
　I arrived at Camilo's store at a slower pace than usual, but still only a little slower than usual.

　The procedure itself is the same at Camilo's store. The only difference was that I brought an order form with me. I handed the order form to Camilo and the shop keeper when they entered the negotiation room.
"55 longswords in total. I made them and brought them to you.
　I didn't really have a firm commitment to the number, though.
Oh no, Eizo always exceeds my expectations.
　Camilo said in a slightly theatrical tone. So I don't know how much he really meant it.
"How good did you think you were?
"I didn't mean to underestimate your skill, but it's not that simple, I thought it would be forty or so.
　I see, I said six times as much, but you were estimating that much in anticipation of the fact that you wouldn't simply be able to increase your productivity by that much if you spent more time on it. I am grateful that you think that way.
　For example, if you were to say, "Well, let's do 100 by next week," you would be saying, "If I work 8 hours now, I can do 110 if I work 16 hours, so I can afford it," but that's not the case. I'm grateful to those who understand that .......

　When Camilo glanced at him, the watchman nodded and left. He must have gone to check the number. It's better to be sure, even if you trust me.
"Is there anything else you need today?
　Camilo asked after the bannerman had left. This is also the same as usual.
I need some clay. It doesn't have to be today. I'd appreciate it if it was soft and fine.
"Clay. I'll check with my pottery studio.
Thanks, that'd be great. I also need a horse. I'm almost at the end of my rope pulling that cart by myself. To tell you the truth, it's been a struggle just to get here. The trip home is almost the same as usual, which is good, but I want to take care of things while I can, because I'll be in trouble if I buy anything bulky or heavy.
I see. ....... I understand. I'll see what I can do about that.
I'm sorry, but you're on it.
It's my way of making up for the fifty-five hits I put out on my little workshop with one apprentice.
　Camilo winked at him. You don't look good, Camilo.