I have heard more or less about the place from Mr. Berengaria, so I was able to arrive without hesitation.
Two hundred kilometers northwest of Kutanutsu and a little. Glass Creek is beyond the western edge of the Green Glass Meadow.
Wow...... this one should have been a cliff that spans dozens of kilometers, but it's creeping apart. I still don't see the shape of the harbor, but I guess it's from here. The cobblestone along the way hasn't been opened yet.
And that's a lot of humans. I wonder how many hundreds there are. Well, I don't know where the site supervisor is. I think I'll ask the knights there.
"Good morning. I'm here for labor. I'm Curse Martin. My sister Chiara was doing. I'll take over the job. This one's not from Kutanutsu, but he wants to work, so I brought him in. I say Gene.
Gene presents his guild card and thanks him.
"Oh, my God! You're the Demon King! I appreciate that. There's a deputy over there, so can you turn to him for instructions?
"Okay. By the way, where are our parents?
"Mr. Martin's in charge of security on the Green Glass Meadow. The Virgin is cutting rocks along the coast. You're both reliable.
"Okay. Thank you.
Is the deputy there? You can come on your own and direct the formation. I don't see Alec, though.
"Dear deputy, it's been a long time. I'm here for labor. I'll fill Chiara's missing hole.
"Oh! Isn't that Curse! Well done. You're here! Everyone in the Martin family has a loyal heart. I'm happy for you. Hmm? That lady over there... Siffnato de Buckmillow. That's your real name, Gene, right?
Seriously. How do you know that much?
"I don't know. I take care of the Ajani family.
"You were taken care of by Calizoni, my cousin's son. Welcome back to Tannat.
"Words without body.
I remember. Carizoni of the Aggiani family. You seemed familiar with Alec's childhood, but Alec told you not to call him out. So he's the one who's jealous of me and turned to the killer. Not only that, but you fell into a whole family of slaves because you were also a Jacobini. If he was alive, he'd still be working in some mine. Whatever it is, it means the deputy has a hell of a memory. After all, you're not the same person who comes out.
"Hook, explain Miss Chiara's work to Curse for me.
"Ha!"
Mr. Hook de Remkhan, deputy secretary. Have you seen her since she got her permit to lend money at her previous home?
"Gene is this way. Shall I ask for the artisans' protection?
Unlike Gene, naturally. Good luck with that.
"Then Lord Curse, this way.
Walk about your deputy. On the shoreline. Go through the collapsed shoreline to the sea. Oh, it's my mother.
"Oh, Curse, you're here. Just fine.
"I ask you to work with the Virgin here.
I see. I can already see the work.
"Ok. Leave it to me.
"Then the Virgin. Best wishes. Be safe.
"Yeah. Take care of your deputy.
I also take it for granted. Adventurers call their mothers witches, and knights and officials call them Virgins. The back surface is fierce.
"My mother's cutting rocks, isn't she? Do you think I should carry that rock somewhere?
"Exactly. Please sink it around 200 mails offshore from here. They're going to build a wall in the ocean to prevent waves.
"Ok, ok. You can cut more and more!
I don't know if I need to use the cut rock for architecture, but maybe the rock here isn't suitable for architecture. It seems brittle to you.
"Wind Slash"
I'm cutting rocks from under the cliff, so the cut rocks naturally fall raggedly here. It's impotent. "Floating" and storage. When the Magic Library is full, let's go throw it offshore. Still, the cleavage of my mother's wind slaughter...... not my ratio. You're terribly sharpened... I can't believe you cut off every cliff this tall by dozens of miles. And it doesn't contain much magic. How efficient...... you've been shown so many different ways how I use magic all the time.
"Curse. Cut this rock for a second.
Whoa, it's your mother's call.
"Patience!
"Water Saw"
It's an oversized saw. I'll cut anything with a fast spin. This big rock is pretty tough. Is that a mix sometimes? All right, I'm out.
"Fair enough. It's a terrible waste of magic, but it can look like a curse.
Let's interpret it as complimented for once.
And that's amazing. I don't know how to do port construction in modern Japan, but there is no conchri here. That's why I'm cutting and loading rocks directly to build a dock. I guess it won't even seem to dry out and make use of the terrain that's there from the beginning to process it into the port. We have to dig the dock and the bottom of the ocean. Who's gonna do this? Me? This one's deep from the beginning, so I don't think you have to dig that much.
Two hours to keep working. I've already thrown away rocks stored in the magic bank four times. I also checked the condition of the seabed when I first threw it away. There were already tons of rocks loaded, but it's still not enough. The depth of the water is about half of a hundred mails. Just dropping a rock like this appropriately would be a jetty? Although it would be better than nothing.
"Curse. Come.
"Patience!
"Show me your hands. Smelter circulation.
"Patience!
Oh, I wonder if the magic's out. Until yesterday, I guess Chiara would have just refilled it. Whoa, 10%, no. They pulled it out for about eight minutes.
"It's good magic. Chiara's magic is good, but she's still no match for Curse.
"Really? I'm glad to hear that. It's time for Chiara to pull me out.
"Hehe, it's still okay. Not yet, huh?"
Not yet. You said it wasn't far. Ah, no. Good luck.