Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

I get to hang out with dwarves a lot longer.

What was it at first?

Yeah, yeah, they helped me build my magic steamship.

Then every time I do, I borrow their arms when I make something that needs a fine mechanism with metal.

Originally it seems that Dwarf is a subspecies that branches out of it, using the Demon race as its source.

However, its physical characteristics do not resemble those of the Demon clan, its skin color is white, its height is low on average, and its overall body weight is thick.

I was sloppy.

Everything seems to be the effect of the underground life they have defined, and in the Dwarf Empire, which stretches underground, holes are still dug in all directions due to ore mining, and underground space is expanding.

I was the one who interrupted the Dwarf Underground Empire.

"Welcome, Saint! Well done for coming!!"

Welcome me at will is the representative of the Dwarf tribe, who also seems to be the king of the Dwarf Underground Empire here, Edward Parents.

I mean, to welcome you from Long Mizu, I freak out inside.

"Um... you don't have to do everything you can to show welcome...!?"

"What do you say!? Now the Saints are the best customers of our Underground Empire! We'll treat you to the fullest. Ohhhhhh!!"

That much VIP handling?

I don't know why, I don't remember making any such large orders...!?

"So, saint? What order did you place this time?

The king of the Dwarves asks with some charming expression.

No, Mr. Edward is in a good position to say King of Dwarves in a role, but he doesn't make you call him King, he makes you call him Parent.

Is that an artisanal restraint?

"... Yeah, actually, there was something Mr. Dwarf wanted me to make"

"I guess! Speaking of errands to our Dwarves, make things! It's not like the elves are spinning dirt!

…………

As always, the sense of confrontation with the elves is awesome.

Is this from a racist antagonism? Or personal remorse?

"So, what shall we make!? It's about the saints, I'm sure we'll be conceiving something big on a scale beyond our imagination!!"

"I want you to make a ring."

"Huh?"

When I told you what to do, Mr. Edward was visibly tense and down......

"Is that a ring, ha..."

Why do you look like you ate those shoulder watermarks?

Is that the kid from when his birthday present was an encyclopedia?

"Oh, no, that's okay. Even rings.... Ha... No, but is it a ring? What a normal thing for a saint...?

"Hide some dismay in front of your guests."

Apparently, Mr. Edward took the production of a flying, bizarre thing I'd never seen before as something I'd order.

Such predictions (expectations?) The order for the ring, contrary, seemed too normal.

"... well, the rings are the most touching of the jobs the Dwarves receive."

"Really?

"The unit price is low just because things are small, and orders come from the Demons like every day. It's just the right thing to do to get half a person to step on a spot."

I can't seem to get enough of the shoulder watermarks from ordering nothing that touched or inspired me.

"No, no! Still an order from a customer! No matter how pungent we are, we will finish it with sincerity and sincerity!

I didn't mean it at the time I said "soggy."

'Shall we ask somewhere else?' I also thought so, but for now I only used it to try consultation.

"I want a ring for my wife. I want two sets of what I can wear myself."

"A gift for your wife? Give me the ring?"

Anything?

"No, I thought it was a rare use."

What? It's unusual!?

In this world?

Even if the wedding ring isn't fun, it's not normal for a man to give it to a woman!?

And the ring is not the most must-have gift!?

"It's mostly for me. To win the fight, guests will ask for the ultimate tune-up."

What does this world want from a ring!?

The culture gap is getting clearer!?

"Well, no, I brought in the ingredients, so now it's nice to meet you"

"Hih!? Mana Metal!?"

Mr. Edward stopped breathing for a moment as he saw the mana metal ingot he had placed on his desk.

"... it's okay, isn't it?

"Huh! I'm fine! Edward, the parent of this Dwarf Underground Empire, hasn't had cardiopulmonary arrest many times sooner or later!!"

Normally, if I stopped my heart once, it would be out.

Exactly this time, I'm not going to ask you to come to my teacher as far away as Dwarf country, so please don't stop cardiopulmonary arrest though!

"A small amount of mana metal to make a ring won't rush you now. Don't lick Dwarf's parents!

It's also unusual to die just from looking at a chunk of metal.

Is it both a special effect on mana metal and on dwarves so you can kill werewolves with silver bullets?

"Then why don't we get down to business quickly? Before we go into making the ring, the Saint will first ask for a detailed order."

Oops.

That's a hearing about what kind of ring you make.

Based on that answer, it's a natural and ultimate process for craftsmen to create products that satisfy their customers.

"As the material is determined by mana metal...... Measure the size of the finger of the next person you can wear..."

"It's okay, then it's already done"

I told her the size of Prati's pre-measured finger.

And then mine.

"Copy that. Then I guess it's easier to decide on the design of the ring next."

"Whoa!"

Yeah, that's what I was waiting for!

I wonder how many hundreds of years the Dwarves have been researching artistic designs that I can't help myself!?

Make sure you share that wisdom with me!

Let me show you a sample.

"Oooh!!"

Edward, order youngsters like your parents, your men or your disciples, to bring you some kind of thin, flat crate.

When I opened that lid, there were plenty of rings lined inside.

"What is this awesome!?"

Numerous rings are each individually shaped.

"The Dwarf Underground Empire boasts a ring sample box. The masterpiece design of the ring that has been created by Dwarf Ring Craftsmen is included in this box as a sample. It's a system that lets customers choose their favorite designs."

I see.

The only ring in the box is a sample and the material is made of brass. I can never say it's expensive, but I can see that all the designs are first-class without exception.

The fine sculpture, plus the shape of the ring itself, is original….

I mean......

... I noticed.

Look through this countless sample ring......

"Isn't it too flashy?

"Huh?

Yeah, I thought.

All of this is too elaborate in design, and for that matter it's gotten a lot of categorical.

It was a ring that was worn by some kind of queen.

Elizabeth, Ekaterina, Elitica, and the queens of those names are going to be categorically decorated.

Doesn't this ring act as a Meriken sack if it's all attached to your index finger, middle finger, medicine finger, or pinky finger?

"Wedding rings are something I use every day. Should it be simpler so that we don't get in the way of our normal work..."

"What am I going to do with the simple design of the ring!?"

Even if they say it like that 'they told me something I never thought I would'.

Look, how do you expect me to do my routine job wearing a ring that covers up to the first joint of my finger like this?

"Huh, once again, you're proud of your technology."

"What's that voice!?"

I looked back wondering who was saying it, and there was a dead beauty with brown ears standing at the entrance.

Its physical characteristics are definitely elves.

Elf Elron!?

Why are you here when you're supposed to be on the farm?

"I heard the saint was going to Dwarf, so I followed him thinking this would happen! That was an idea!

"Ugh!?"

Mr. Edward, pointed and frightened by Elron.

This is the same for both of them.

"It was the Saints who inspired me in the first place to pursue the beauty of nature! Did you think he'd be confused by your dwarf's purposeful act beauty?

"So, because of that, the Saint gave us our ring...!?"

"The beauty that shreds away every waste and lingers at the end. That's the beauty of nature! I'm gonna add a lot of stuff to the categorical, farthest from your style! You can't satisfy a saint with that!!"

No, I like flashy stuff, too. I...

As soon as there was a gap, the two of them tried to get the theory of art to fight, and the story seemed to move in an increasingly easy direction.