Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

"... are you okay?"

Diana asks me if I dropped off the pearl. All of a sudden, everyone was looking at me with a little concern.

"Yeah, well, I'm a little upset, but I can't help it if I'm jittery."

I thought I answered with a smile, but it didn't seem like I was laughing well to see how Diana looked with a strange expression. Originally, I don't like smiles, but I don't think it's like that now.

In the woods, there are only a few hits. In the world before the Internet, you can think about what to look for and how to respond by email, but there is nothing you can do in this world where such a convenient means is not widespread.

At most, I think Hayate asked me to deliver a letter to Camilo.

It is not very helpful to dither in that state, or to rub your mind more than necessary. I don't panic when I can't help it. It's one of the few useful things I've learned (although it was black) from my previous work in the world.

I thought so, but apparently I didn't think so at the bottom of my heart.

I didn't think there might be any fakes out there anyway.

I looked up at the sky. The stars are already beginning to shine in the sky where the porcupine was cut open.

"Of course I want to know where it came from, but I think the most I want to know is the motive..."

"That's a motive."

Helen said, and I nodded.

“There must be a reason why we're making fakes. That's probably why we don't like it."

"Did you just want to make money?"

That's right, we're going to bump into each other from the front.

Small bitter smile at Samya's words. Because it is the most convincing and likely possibility.

In that case, the pie is taken away from each other by those who sell the same things (although their performance is different).

However, in some cases, it may be the quickest. For example, if you make something that should be called a "mass production model" that has dropped more performance than the "general model", you can wholesale it to Camilo, and Camilo can wholesale it to the people with fake knives and make money by doing so.

My burden will increase, but if you can increase the speed of making it, you can actively help Anne, who hasn't been helping me much until now, and if you are throwing away anything, you can ask Karen in the capital to make it - there's no way you can take a position like an OEM.

The last one would be quicker to take it to his disciple than to do it. I just said that it was a little too deliberate.

In any case, if the purpose of making money is to make money, I will let you make some money together, and if you can fit in well, you will be ten thousand years old. "And..."

"Well, there's something else... well, whether it's to make money or not, if that's the case, I think I'll help you, then it's better to do so."

I don't have a problem with looking at you from above, but I don't have any complaints as long as things settle down peacefully anyway. At least that's what my brain says for now. I don't know if it depends on how upset my mind is.

I wonder if it's sweet.

It's sweet, isn't it?

It was Anne who said it was a piercing. Contrary to the appearance of the apparent title, Anne, with her cold heart, will not forgive her business enemies.

Anne sighed heavily there.

Well, isn't it like an elephant?

That's right.

Diana takes Anne's words. Samya and Riquet nodded.

"In the end, if you ask me in such a situation, I will go to the rescue without cutting you off."

Samya said as she nodded. Yup, yup, everyone in the family nodded loudly. It looks like the girls are doing the same without a heart.

“There's nothing I can do for now, so let's get ready for tomorrow's work.”

When I declared that, I heard a voice from everybody.

I look up at the sky again. The moon floating in the cold sky is looking down on us. Hopefully, it doesn't roll in the wrong direction. Yes, I prayed softly to the goddess of the moon who was pouring blessings on the ground.