Having finished something like regular contact at My World, I resumed my mountain climb to a settlement where Dwarves live.
Where the village of Dwarf is, smoke was rising in the distance, and it could easily be captured if seen from above with eagle eyes.
Eagle eyes that seemed not to have much use at first, but too convenient for travellers. Sounds like a perimeter map feature for RPGs.
If you look at the hiking trail, it's quite a long way around, but not that long if you look at the straight distance.
I ran up a mountain in a straight line, not a hiking trail, capable of 3D movement by leap correction. Even so, it feels like a quick leg.
The stuffing station told me that I would reach the Dwarf settlement in two hours on foot, but I don't think it actually took me fifteen minutes.
This isn't a town, so you don't have to pay the entry tax.
The arched gate at the entrance to the village should be the village of Dwarf, I didn't know when I saw it from above, but the pattern is fine and very beautiful.
If this was modern Japan, this gate alone would be a splendid photography spot.
Or let's take a picture.
I took the smartphone out of the item bag and shot it. Switch to selfie mode and shoot with my face.
Thanks to Milli bringing in a charger and an engine for generating electricity, I no longer have to worry about being out of charge, so I can shoot all I want. Of course, it's really just a souvenir shoot because I can't upload it to SNS.
"Oh, you're shooting beautiful"
"Right. Well, I'd really rather have a woman on the subject."
It is regrettable that Hal, Caro and Marina are not here.
It's not a good idea for the Dark Elves to go outside, and Pioneer is a pull, so would it be Nite with the erasure method?
What a rude way to say erase it, but Nite is such a beautiful girl, too. Although my personality is somewhat difficult.
"Um, a woman? Then why don't we call the village woman?
"No, that needs to be... ah!?"
If you noticed, there was one stranger peeking into my smartphone.
A man with a short beard, wearing a helmet like a bull's horn.
Yes, it's Dwarf.
"Excuse me, uh... are you from this village? Oh, I'm a traveler named Ichinojo."
"Um, my name is Doxco. I'm a blacksmith in this village."
He introduced himself to the classic.
If this were Japan, it would be an occasion to exchange business cards, but naturally, there is no way I have a business card that I've never been full-time hired, even if I used to work part-time in a family. From time to time, Miri had business cards because she exchanged opinions with professors, researchers, etc. from prestigious universities, and sometimes invited directors, bureaucrats, etc. from large companies to her home to teach her something she was not sure about.
Irrelevant story Finally, when I lost about thirty consecutive jobs, I had talked to Miri about using her connections to get a job, but Miri smiled and said no.
"With my connections, I think you can welcome yourself to a prestigious company with executive treatment in less than a minute, but if you do that, you'll never forgive yourself."
I was told.
At that time, I asked for straw and was desperate because it was turned down. However, I was often indulged in self-loathing when I was a respected husband to Hal and Caro because of the conflicting ability of Growth Cheat. Though it is true, it is recognized for the ability it possesses. If I'd really gotten a job and been an officer or something with just the power of Milli, I'm sure I wouldn't have had to just self-hate.
Now the kindness and harshness of millimeters awakens in my heart, and my stupidity mourns.
Okay, look at Docsco again.
He said he was a blacksmith.
[Dwarf Blacksmith: LV43]
There was.
I guess this is also a pedigree-exclusive profession, just like elf bowmen.
High levels, too.
"Can I see that? Probably something called a machine, isn't it?
"... yeah, well... you know what I mean?
"I don't feel the magic flow."
I make my smartphone look doxco.
He asked me if I could touch him and I wanted to say no, but in the end, I said a word to him, "Don't break it, it's delicate," and gave it to him.
Doxco is apparently a hunk of curiosity, and he's asked me a lot about touching his smartphone. Of course, I don't know how the smartphone works, so I couldn't explain it in a busy manner.
I'm just telling you somehow,
"I see... this is a different shape, but a communications machine. It's called" Phone Denwa. "
……!? Now, what Doxco said is not a mistake. But I get it.
Doxco said the word Phone Denwa in Japanese. Not translated.
Without a doubt, there is no such thing as a cell phone in this world. It is not translated because it does not exist. Because it doesn't translate, if someone tells it, it stays as it is in Japanese.
"Who told you that?
"Um, from an inventor named Daijiro."
"I know Mr. Daijiro so well!?"
Not much development. A development that can also be taken as a convenience.
Even though I haven't even been inside the village yet, I may have found a lead on Mr. Daijiro...