After sightseeing the city for a whole day, Tofesh was invited to rest there.

With his control over space, there wasn't any need for that, but Tofesh decided to accept the offer anyway.

"Mujo, come out."

Saying those words, Tofesh threw a hammer to the air before it transformed into a young man.

"Yes, master."

The young man immediately kneeled in front of Tofesh. He was the weapon spirit that was born from Tofesh's main weapon.

Tofesh's hammer wasn't the best of the universe, but it definitely was the second.

The first was the chief of the Weapon Spirit Tribe, Mojo, after who Tofesh named the spirit that was born from his hammer.

"For tomorrow, I want about ten thousand weapons of standard quality. They are to gift, so no need of using any special crafting method."

Tofesh had been thinking about gifting some weapons to Wyba's subordinates since their weapons were far too weak for Tofesh's taste.

Mujo wasn't like Lar, so he always maintained a distance from his master and was incredibly respectful with him. If Tofesh just asked him something instead of ordering him, Mujo would be offended since he took his duties as Tofesh's servant very seriously.

"Understood."

For Mujo, making ten thousand standard weapons in a night wasn't a problem at all. Moreover, Mujo's standard weapons were all fifth level immortal. That was the standard level, and he would be ashamed to craft anything weaker than that.

Tofesh's standard was even higher since he would never make a weapon weaker than seventh level immortal as long as he was on his own body. He was weaker when he was at Yale's universe, but the fact of not being on his real body but the one he reincarnated while being in a lower universe, made that he was too restricted.

The Otref Kingdom had an army fully equipped with Mujo's weapons, so their power was really formidable since it was obvious that not all the army would just have standard weapons.

However, the number of weapons crafted by Tofesh was very scarce since he refused to mass-produce weapons and would only craft weapons for who considered that deserved it.

"I also need to start to work."

After that, Tofesh waved his hand and modified the space-time of the room.

When trying to become a ninth level immortal, Tofesh had been altering the flow of time to finish sooner from the point of view of the outside world, which provoked that when he advanced to ninth level immortal, his control of time reached the same level as Yale's.

Tofesh was planning to craft two weapons, but he wasn't planning to just make standard ones, so he wanted some more time.

One weapon would be for Wyba since Tofesh saw that she lacked a powerful weapon that could make it up for her lack of level.

The other one wouldn't be that powerful, but since Clair guided Tofesh the whole day for the town and she was supposed to be the chief of the royal guard, Tofesh decided to also make a weapon for her.

The next day, Tofesh had already crafted two weapons, but he spent several months in a separated time flow to make them.

After all, the sword he made for Wyba was at ninth level immortal while other at eighth level immortal.

Moreover, both were top quality and had far more potential than any standard weapon crafted with the simplest method.

"Wyba, you have a beautiful city. I am going back to my country now, but I will recommend this country to others. I am sure that a lot of people would love to visit it."

After finishing to craft the weapons, Tofesh stored Mujo and went to bid farewell to Wyba.

However, that time Clair was also present since Tofesh requested her to stay.

"Thank you. We don't have any problem accepting visitors as long as they don't come to harm the country or its citizens. However, we only allow people like us to be citizens here, do you understand, right?"

That was a rule that was voted by unanimity among all the people of the country.

They would only accept other beast girls that looked like them. Other could go to visit but couldn't become citizens.

Of course, Tofesh knew about it since he learned it the previous day, but he also knew that there was an exception.

"Well, for what Clair told me, you already know the exception. If a citizen recognizes someone as a family, that person will be permitted to live here."

The beast girls didn't want foreigners unrelated with them since they already had a huge trauma with them. Isolating the country wasn't an option with their power, and they knew that there were also good people like Wyba's brother, so they decided to use that system to filter people.

The city guards would be the ones in the duty of protecting the citizens from the visitors in case they had any ill intention.

"I know. I also learned that non-citizens can only stay in the city for a week at most, but I really think that your city guards are too weak to enforce those rules, so I have this for them."

Tofesh threw the ten thousand weapons that Mujo had crafted, shocking Clair, who couldn't believe it.

Wyba was used to see Yale using a lot of weapons, so she wasn't surprised at all.

"For us? This many? All of them are at fifth level immortal... this is too much..."

Clair was too nervous after such a big gift, but Wyba was calm.

"Thank you. We really need them. I was hoping to ask my big brother for weapons, but this also works."

Any other country would have doubted of Tofesh's sanity due to his action of giving so many weapons to another country even if they were allies, but Wyba just considered that it was normal since Tofesh's best friend was her big brother.

"I also have a weapon for you, take it."

Tofesh took out a beautiful sword, and Wyba stood up to pick it.

The sword was decorated, so it looked far more beautiful than a normal sword, and the decoration matched Wyba's tastes since Tofesh used the city as a reference.

"This is very beautiful, thank you."

Tofesh laughed after hearing Wyba's cute voice and patted her head.

"You are my best friend's little sister, so it is like if you are also my little sister. Giving you a gift is nothing important."

Clair couldn't believe that Tofesh took out a beautiful ninth level immortal sword to gift to Wyba. A weapon of that level would be considered a national treasure in most countries, but Tofesh gifted it like if it was worthless.

Moreover, it was obvious that the weapon was custom-made for Wyba, so Clair was sure that Tofesh himself created it.

"The prince of the Otref Kingdom... Ah! I remember now! You are the Blacksmith Prince, Fert!"

Clair had the feeling that she had heard about the Otref Kingdom's prince before, but until that moment, she didn't remember it.

While she was tortured, she heard others speak about how difficult it was to obtain a weapon crafted personally by the Blacksmith Prince since he didn't craft them for money or other items.

The only way was that the Blacksmith Prince himself gifted the weapon to someone.

"Oh, I am glad that a cute little girl like you know my name, but you can just call me Tofesh, I like that name more than the other one."

That time, Tofesh patted Clair's head, which made that Clair's face turned red.

"This is for you. Consider it a gift for showing me the city yesterday."

Clair couldn't believe that Tofesh took out another decorated sword and gave it to her. The sword was inferior to the one Wyba received, but Clair didn't care since it was still a treasure with a value she couldn't even calculate.

"That was just my job, I can't accept this..."

Clair started to speak, but Tofesh interrupted her.

"I don't care if it was your job. I give weapons to who I want to give them. If you don't like it, just throw it away. I crafted them so only you can use it, so it is useless to others."

With Tofesh's level, it was easy bounding weapons to their future owners even without the future owner being present.

"No! I will never throw it! I like it a lot, it is just that I don't feel that I am worthy of it..."

Tofesh put the sword into a sheath and put it in Clair's hand.

"You are worthy of it."

Tofesh said the words with a tone that looked more like dealing with a child than with a chief royal guard, but he even treated Wyba as a child, so there wasn't anything to say about her subordinates.

Clair was hugging the sheathed sword when Tofesh turned back.

"Thank you."

After Clair spoke, Tofesh teleported back to his country.

"Clair, beast form, and to my arms."

Wyba spoke suddenly, but Clair obeyed in an instant since she loved being hugged by Wyba.

"Clair, you seem to like Tofesh a lot. I never expected that my serious chief of the royal guard could be this easy to tame."

Clair wanted to reply, but Wyba didn't let her.

"Your tail is betraying you since he patted your head. There is nothing wrong if you like him, so don't deny it."

Clair just nodded with her small head.