Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

Oyla is a demonic Bebegit.

I cry every day.

I couldn't make the dishes I thought I would.

I've been baking dishes for over fifty years. It was also a story of the past that I was proud that there would be no more dish-bakers in Devil's Country than Oyla.

That day at that place, the Bizarre Superb Plate shown to me by the Great Demon King's guy.

After I find out about that existence, then I'll never be able to call myself 'The Devil's Country's Best Potter' again.

Colours, shapes that go beyond previous common sense of dishmaking.

I tried to soil it to make a plate beyond that, but I can't make it at all. Instead of even imitating beyond, I can't even get close to that wonderful even more.

I don't know what paint to use, even if I try to color brightly.

If I cheaply distort the shape in an attempt to make it into a bizarre shape, the strength drops and it cracks when I'm baking it in the worst kiln.

Repeated failures over and over again don't even grab the hang of it.

At first, I was optimistic that it would be difficult but manageable.

Because I was proud that Oyla was the best potter in the demon kingdom. There's nothing I can't do if I have the skills and know-how I've developed in my previous work.

Though I thought so, I feel like the confidence I've accumulated for over fifty years has broken all at once.

It breaks my heart to say I'm already jizzy......!

Trying to run into something that breaks my heart by plugging it in later in life......!

What was Oyla's previous craftsman life... ugh!?

"Don't be shocked to work alone, Master."

What a disciple!?

You'd be doing your job! This one's already baking dishes on 470 shifts!?

"Bake me a regular plate. I'm telling you. Bake a plate that doesn't have a weird shape or weird color or for sale. Isn't that almost a hobby? It's only 470 holidays to bake a plate like that."

Ugh! Because you don't know the extraordinary value of this plate, you're half a serving for as long as you want!

There's nothing funny about it. Bake it on a white, round plate!

"... (irah)"

Excuse me!

But Oyla won't stop making new plates! You know what, Oyla is already like a hideout, and you guys are the only ones who go around working hard enough!!

"Why is Master's baking dish so powerful? The true Great Demon King blows all the extra into his master..."

So does Oyla!

"I have no choice, do you want to go out then"

Huh? Where?

"I knew you didn't know we were having an exposition right now. Master, I hear there's a strange dish from the farm of your obsession on display."

What!? Farm's new!?

Dozens of gold coins at market value. He said that new pieces of Farm's Changing Dishes are on display that will be hundreds of gold coins depending on the thing.

"In addition to the new work, it looks like the person who made it is coming. That's unusual. I've never even had a name before."

What the heck!?

Ouilla missed you and missed you. Farm change. There's the author of the dish. Ugh!?

I worked every handover to say I wanted to meet and talk to you at first sight and it didn't work at all and I had to try and error until today!

"You can't do this! I'm going to do it with that exposition ASAP!! Meet me in person and beg for teaching!!"

"I thought you'd say that. Uh, I hope this inspires some disconnect."

Exposition venue that came that way.

I didn't know it was outside the Devil's Capital.

There's no such thing as a super giant carriage pulled by a flying mysterious horse. My liver was drained before I arrived.

A disciple who has accompanied you without concealing his intention to be a nominee.

"I hear the people and things you're looking for are in a place called The Pottery Museum. They have ceramic plates and utensils on display.... Ah, will you stop by 'Nato Hall' before you go there?

I'm not going!

I'm not stopping anywhere, I'm going straight!

I've been dreaming about it. I've met the author! Naturally, I don't even have to peel my sides!!

And if I had arrived at the scene at the heart of it, would it have been a good day, or a comparison of moves with Dwarf?

"Awesome, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?"

I knew the craftsman at the farm was a natural breakthrough to be able to hang out with the best Dwarves in the world in that craftsmanship. Bye!?

"Oyla will be apprenticed, let's be apprenticed to the masterpiece who created this masterpiece!!"

"You can't do that!!"

While embarrassed by his disciples, Oyla ended up not leaving the spot until the closing of the meeting.

I circulated the confrontation venue between Dwarf and the Master of My Heart many times, and when I received the ballot tag, I voted for the Master of My Heart (all invalid votes after the first one).

Looks like the shy apprentice left Oyla alone and enjoyed the other pavilions......

"Master, have you been here forever? Tempura udon and roasted noodle pizza were so delicious, right?

Super enjoyable!?

And after completing the discrete assembly and closing the business, the memorial face-to-face finally came true...!!

"... I didn't know that my sincerely beloved designer was an elf...!!"

But I'm convinced.

The know-how of Oyla, which I have cultivated for fifty years as a demonic craftsman, is not even on my feet, and only about an elf can really stand up with the best Dwarf craftsmen in the world.

"Make me an apprentice!!"

"Suddenly the Five Bodies are in the field!?"

Master Elf was greatly surprised.

He's still an elf like his young daughter, but his age has nothing to do with the moves he cultivates!

"I'm not a genius who can't even repair your half moves sensibility while being such a wrinkle jizzy this bevegit, but I want to brush your arms more begging for your teachings...!! I want to refine until I die!!"

"Uhm, good heart! Ask me anything I can teach you!!"

How airy!?

That's a masterpiece that creates so many specialties! The breadth of my heart is out of step!

"No, that's why I'm telling you no"

Apprentice No!?

"If I found out that you, the kiln owner, had apprenticed to the other class, my kiln fame would fall to the ground. Don't take things lightly for a living with ten people in the workforce."

"Silly Yarrow! Craftsmen are more about brushing their arms than defending their positions! Such a safekeeping sexual root rots your moves!!"

"Damn, the somewhat righteous part is bad at the end of the day......!?"

Craftsman, you're an apprentice till you die!

"No, wait"

There came a different elf from the master of my heart, Lord Elron. Perhaps one of them belongs to Lord Elron's workshop?

"Oh, what the hell, El Trigger?

"At this point, let me tell you, we're having trouble making some weird dishes, too, Sergeant Elron."

"Weird plate!?"

Suddenly Rebellion!?

"I admit that Sergeant Elron's dishes are artistic, but if that's all, it's hard to handle and you can't usually use them, right? Lately, the saints will order us to make a plate of Hutu directly."

"Seriously!?"

Master Elron is stunned!?

I wasn't informed!?

"Such an idiot...!? I just think the Saints are making their daily meals delightful with my made art dishes...!?"

"At first, it would have been, but lately, we all have a lot of artistic priorities. Sounds like it's getting harder to deal with."

Elves to describe pale.

Uh, could this be the guy, the deputy squad leader?

"It's a good opportunity to get back to square one and return to a more user-friendly, fuzzy dish."

"I don't like it! Anyway, the Saints have fans all over the country waiting for my academic, cubist vessels! I can't change the route now!!"

I understand!

Oyla is one of those fans!

"By and large, my vessels are the best sellers through the Chamber of Commerce! It's got the highest price on it! Isn't it necessary to raise funds for the Elf Forest Restoration Project?"

"Perhaps so, but our top priority would be Saint's order..."

"Oh, no! I want to bake a crooked vessel!

I understand, Master of the Heart!

"It is the true artisan temperament to follow the artisanal desire to express itself!

"No, I thought it was about meeting client demands...!

"Oyla agrees with you! Keep making distorted dishes forever and ever!!"

Oyla and the Master of Hearts knew each other.

Next to it, Oyla's apprentice and the deputy squad leader at Lord Elron's walked over to sigh and shook Gassili's hand.

What? Like the intimacy between people with that troubled boss?

Besides, this one from the Dwarves again came by looking like an inside disciple and the three of us overlapped hands!?

An Alliance was formed to contain troublesome leaders!?