Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

And tomorrow morning.

Zdwwwwww!!

Dogogogogogogo!!

In the mines, which were so close to the town of Zapato, loud sounds and vibrations, such as those who had lived there for so long had never even heard, seemed to tremble the earth around them.

Of course, the main cause of this is, as always, two people, Waltz and Lucia.

Only today, they didn't seem to be the only cause of the sound.

"Teresa, it's money! Kim!" Cancuncan

"It's Bear... Sure, Lord, I feel like I was the princess of the Kingdom of Olija... is it because of my concubine?

"Yuki! Yuki! Eve, you might have found Adamantite, right?

"Heh, is that true? Which..." Dogosha "... hmm? I just grabbed it and pulled it...... you smashed it. However, Adamantite should be a very hard metal...... could it have been a different metal just because it looks similar?

"Ugh...... yeah...... Maybe... (Yuki, maybe not anymore...)"

- Like, the other members seemed to be mindlessly mining the ore while entering the pit and going black there.

Especially since more than half of them seem to have just been touring the pits rather than digging holes.

Some of those members also looked like a threesome of brave men.

"… a sensible strength training that builds muscle strength and at the same time finances your journey…"

"No, I think you and Master Beatrice are the only decent muscle builders?

"Hey Victor...... I don't care about Leo, but what do you think of Mr. Beatrice?

And, in the pit, three brave men who exchange such conversations as they watch the shaggy girls.

Their role is to monitor the girls with the Dwarf soldiers so that they are unscrupulous and not injured.

Well, only the unscrupulous people were human apart, so in the end they had nothing to do...

Though they all seemed to be muscle-treating, as if they were going to kill their spare time.

There, by the way, was also a recent appearance of a potential boy acting stuck to the wise.

However, he does not participate in the musa painful muscle tre of the brave...

One person, kneeling into the ground, seemed to be observing the minerals there.

'... I see. Is this Dark Matter......'

and the potential to whine as interested, observing black objects that were striping on some of the rocks, sticking or sharpening at the tip of the knife.

Then you reacted to that word of his, when the wise interrupt the reading and muscle tre using heavy books...

Even though no one asked me to tell you, I started explaining the dark matter, looking happy somewhere.

"Dark Matter... as its name suggests, it is also known as' dark matter '. Because of its special properties, it is also an ingredient that is often used to create magic props"

'Special nature......?

"Ah. Dark Matter is a substance that is close to Orihalcon and can store and transmit magic. However, it is not a substance that has a higher affinity with magic than Orihalcon... Well, a degraded version of Orihalcon, you can take it as. On the other hand, because it can be mined so easily, it has become an essential thing as a material for generic magic props that circulate in large quantities. In contrast, Orihalcon people tend to be very expensive when they use Orihalcon to make their magic props because they are high performance as an ingredient but can only be picked from the body of powerful demons such as dragons. So Orihalcon is not used for generic magic props, it is only used for custom-made special magic props or as much weapons"

'I see...... Boulder, you're a wise man.'

and the potential to react convincingly to a wise man who makes a rare, sage statement.

Then Potentia finally seems to have decided to ask another question.

"By the way, wise man. According to Mr. Zapato and Lady Null's stories, in this pit, Mithril can also be mined, but do you know in what way it exists? As far as I can tell, I don't hit ore like that...... '

As soon as I heard the word, a wise man gave me a harsh look for some reason.

Then he made sure there were no Dwarves around him and then he said:

"Oh, of course you do. However, since Mithril is a precious metal, information such as in what form it exists in the ore is, in most countries, lying low outside some of the parties involved.... so what I'm about to say is useless. I don't know if it's in this country... but depending on the location, we just leaked that information, and sometimes we get caught."

'Okay!

and a potentia that greatly echoes the words of the wise man while sparkling his eyes.

Then the wise man took the dark matter ore that was rolling there and began to explain.

"In conclusion, Mithril is often contained in dark matter ore. However, it contains only a very small amount, so it is difficult to extract it unless it is specially refined. The Dwarves have told us that they can pick misrills... which means they have a lot of refining skills."

"I see..."

Having heard the sage's explanation, Potentia began to look at it with a smudge as she took the larger dark matter ore that was rolling on the ground, giving a convincing look.

The look could be described as the boy who found the treasure, or as the girl who shines her eyes on the gem.

... but he's a potentia.

It is a collection of micromachines.

And that micromachine was originally built to repair the hull of energy or to drive away the Magi Mouse, which has been greatly bred by someone else's faults here......

In short, he was not even a person in the first place, rather than an ordinary boy.

As a result, Potentia went on to act like a wise man, who had a smiling look there, unexpectedly lost his word.

He had the ore in his hand.

Ggggggggggggggg......

And it took it into the hands of a micro-machine.

…… Was it anything surprising?

"Yes, no... nothing..."

You reminded me that potentia is not an ordinary boy, wise man with a rugged look on his face again.

Then Potentia tilted her neck after not saying she wasn't sure how such a sage would react......

With one palm facing up and the other finger on top of it...

Trolley Trolley......

From the tip of his finger, he began to pour a bright red glowing liquid over his own flat hand.

Note that, I say no, there is no fluid blood passing through his body, a collection of micromachines.

Look at that.

"No way, you refined it in your body?!

and now a wise man who reacts like a surprise.

In contrast, Potentia replies this way while shaking her neck vertically, observing a silver object that was solidifying in her hands.

"If you use a high-output laser mounted on the separators, there is no production. The other day, I created a turret that I built when shelling Eccleria's tank group, using the same functionality… Could it not have been understood?

"There's no way you know..."

'Was it...... If you're a wise man, I thought you'd understand the moment you saw it...... too bad'

…………

Sage who listens to that word of potentia and solidifies his eyebrows as he moves in a pimple.

Apparently, he somehow realized the magnitude of the expectations being directed at him from the potential.

That is, to the expectation that there should be one who bears the name of 'wise man' ….

Well, it's unclear what Potentia, who taught upbringing from Tempo, actually thought about the wise...

At least there seems to be no mistake that he was close to respecting that wealth of knowledge of a wise man.