Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

Paula walked into the workshop.

Doran did not enter the workshop...... do not enter, he touched the workshop and when he touched the entrance, he lowered his back to the spot.

"What's up, Dolan?

"I wonder what I should do for Luciel, for Brother Grand."

There was something glowing in Doran's eyes.

The surprise seemed a great success.

Mr. Grand laughs happily when he sees such a drain.

"From now on, a lot of what I want you to make will come out as an idea, so shape it one by one."

"I've done it with that intention before. Well, this is just against the rules."

Doran was no longer able to hide his tears.

"Lord Luciel told me that Doran was alive. I knew you'd be back here any minute. It's only natural to move for your apprentice."

"Grand brother!

The two hugged each other with a gutter.

Mr. Grand noticed that he was distracted by too much weight.

I'll make sure of it and then I'll call Dolan.

"Look, if Dolan doesn't get in, you can't even let Lician in. Lician's going to live here today."

When I turned to Lissian, one seemed bad.

"I'm sorry. Then follow me."

So we're interrupting Doran's residence and workshop? I was to.

Upstairs above the ground were residential spaces and three workshops were built on the first basement floor.

"The ground doesn't seem like it, but the basement... doesn't make sense"

The reason I squealed like that wasn't just because the workshop was huge.

It was about twice the size of Yenis' workshop, but it was constructed like translucent glass where it seemed possible to guess what was going on inside from the outside, where many magic formations were carved.

"The magic formations of soundproofing, vibrationproofing, dust-proofing, embalming and flameproofing were carved into walls using diamonds and adamantite in case you could tell from the outside. Now the workshop won't blow up."

I just saw it, and I knew it was costing me a lot of money, and I was convinced.

"If we stay here, we won't shake when the earthquake comes. It's completely immobilized under the floor."

Mr. Grand was feeling cut off.

But the mistake of blowing up Doran's workshop made him see that it was still the impact of the earthquake.

Paula and Lician thought that being a booth for peeking at each other would bring out a rivalry and felt like they were making eye contact that felt like they were fully committed to co-development.

Lionel and Ketty, who had grown up since they arrived there in Rockford, finally opened their mouths.

"Dear Luciel, I would like to ask Lord Grand and Lord Doran, who are at the apex of the blacksmith, to jointly make weapons..."

"I know it's impossible to consult with a slave, but I'd like to ask you."

Was Mr. Grand famous even in the Empire?

That's great. I'll take that as a compliment.

"You two can cancel a slave contract at any time, so you're a slave (tentatively)...... Mr. Grand. I'd like to ask you to create a weapon for the three slaves over here, please?

"Mine, too, is it?

"Can you be a fighter?

Keffin was in a hurry, but he had better be strong.

"If Lord Luciel asks, let's hear it. I just don't give you a discount. And Lord Luciel's weapons, it's time to do some maintenance."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. Thank you for paying as much as you can."

"Okay. Dolan, can you do it?

"A dozen souls!! Accept this request. Grand Brother, help me."

"Leave it to me."

This is how the two of us were about to start making weapons...... but the field is silenced in one word by Mr. Grand.

"So what ingredients do you make it out of? Is that a demon or a misrill or an adamantite or an orihalcon?

"Do you have it in stock?

"What are you talking about? Bring it in, right?"

…………

What are you talking about?

He turned to me like that, but then he would tell me to go to the mine.

... I've come to a small and safe land around the corner... and I didn't feel like having my weapons manufactured until I risked my life.

You sensed that thought, gasp, gasp, Lionel and Ketty grabbed my shoulder.

"Dear Luciel, I won't tell you any more, so let's go to the mine."

"Dear Luciel, I'd like to ask you to do your best."

"Yeah, I don't like it"

I smiled and said no.

Who goes to a mine where earth dragons or earth dragons sleep!

"... Is it okay with the scales and bones of the purified dragon that the three of us used to give you when you made your fantasy wand?

"Oh. Of course. That's a lot of stuff too, so don't be armed."

"I just don't want to go to the mine. Must take a lot of time, huh?

"If it's for all three...... it'll take at least three months. Six months, tops."

The three of them were surprised to hear the material, but since it is something that will be stored dead in a magic bag anyway, it is better to use it so that time and effort can also be used meaningfully.

Besides, whatever you say, you can be safe.

I didn't have a problem with it because I predicted it would take a while because it was for three people.

"Please. I'm thinking of going to the city of Melatoni once I've finished maintaining my armor and measuring their set of armor, okay?

Exactly six months would have allowed me to work out, and I wanted to ask for a lovely encounter rather than a slaughtered encounter.

"Mm-hmm. No problem. More than that, we're having a welcome party with Dolan and Paula, so, Lord Luciel, today's the day to drink."

"Okay. It's not a strong drink, but there's also a special honey liquor, so I'm glad you drank it."

"You can drink anything you want. It would be good if it tasted even better. Fire alcohol is good, but you're welcome to drink rarely."

"Good for you then. And, you know, you can cancel Dolan and Paula's slavery contract in that seat, right?

"Oh. Thank you so much"

"Just give me a minute. If King Dwarf finds out, I'll see you again..."

"Don't worry. I've already talked to King Dwarf about that.

I don't need to get sick anymore.

King Dwarf regretted it in the first place.

I give you my best sword, and if I can't do it, I let my slaves tell me that I will be anything. "

"Because the promise was a promise... I didn't expect Paula to follow me."

"Don't make weird promises so you don't regret it anymore."

"Brother… In the future, I would like to make something that draws on Luciel's ideas, bearing in mind his liver"

"Damn, it sounds like fun. Let me bite you too."

"Then we'll disarm it tonight, won't we?

"Oh, thank you very much."

Doran lowered his head to me.

In the town of Rockford, where dusk recreates, researchers and technicians who finished their work gathered in the town square to celebrate the return of Doran and Paula.

"Gentlemen, you've gathered well.

Run, a rigid-armed engineer, and Paula, a golem-loving boy, have returned to this town. "

I cheer, and I hang a lot of words on both of you.

"The two of us are slaves now...... but with now its slave contract will be lifted"

I hung a dispel on both of them.

"This is the end of the slave contract."

Mr. Grand nodded loudly when I spoke to Mr. Grand.

"Now it is Lord Luciel, who has become an S-class healer of St. Shroud's Church, who has lifted the slave covenant. He was humanely buying us both to protect us."

When I heard the word that they bought slaves and protected them, the residents didn't know how to react.

"I have never been beaten or persecuted, and the kind Lord.

And I didn't even try to get my hands on Paula... heck. "

Gunn! and a soft one dozen cans, Paula slapped Doran on the head, scratching like a driff.

When I saw it and laughed, the residents laughed at it.

Apparently, the two contests have been going on for a long time.

"Returned. Please again."

Paula, who bowed her head with a pepper, flies with cheer as if pointing at idols from everyone.

"Paula."

I grew up here when I was little.

And I'm a tech guy, so I'm sure Paula grew up here, loved by everyone.

"Everybody, I caused trouble. Please keep it up."

Now there will be warm applause.

"It's a very good day. If you drink too much, I wouldn't be afraid of hangovers if Lord Luciel were here!

"Whoa!"

"Cheers to celebrating the return of Dolan and Paula"

"Cheers"

Thus began the feast.

"When I heard that Dolan and Paula had become slaves, I moaned.

Why... I complained to God and to King Dwarf.

King Dwarf was more depressed.

Why didn't you ask me for help? "

Mr. Grand started preaching that while drinking with Mr. Drun......

"I'm sorry."

"I searched for a clue between the two of them... but in the end only time went by while I couldn't find it.

At that time, a single letter was received from Lord Luciel, S-Class Healer of the Healer Church here.

They asked me to make a place for them to go because I protected them and put Doran's arm back together.

You know how happy I was with this?

"Thank you, Grand."

"Yeah, 'cause Paula's not bad at all."

The sermon continues when Mr. Grand, totally turned into a favorite, looks at Doran as he strokes Paula.

"Lord Luciel told me not to say anything else, so I was hurt when everyone saw me with a weird face when I returned the workshop."

Mr. Grand, who should have strong alcohol, suddenly broke into tangled liquor and was about to jump over here.

"Grand brother, thank you"

Doran...... thanked him by lowering his head when he pointed his body at the front of Mr. Grand.

"Chickshaw! I won't say any more. But we're going out today."

"I think what crumbles first is Grand's brother, so I'll take care of him"

"You'll crush me if you're good."

Thus began the comparison of the two drinks, and the feast to celebrate the return of Mr. Dolan and Paula lasted until late at night.