It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Stop by the blacksmith. Souvenirs are important.

"How's business?

"Ooh. That's disgusting. It's going well. It's dry."

He keeps me distracted and even makes boxes that are easy to remove and put them together. The misalignment of the baking marks on the back is also inconspicuous. The picture tag is also beautifully pressed. The varnish is perfect too.

"Well done..."

"Huh. Not yet. Apprentices, I'll put it up. Leave me around."

Rubbing his nose with his fingers, he laughed with a face he said hehe. Oh, this guy, he's a good parent.

"So, I'd like to ask you something."

"Am I getting something?

"It's this spear, can you check it out?

Pass the spear that the oak had.

"Oh, what the hell. We're gonna splurge?"

"Yes, I don't mind. Check it out."

Remove the scalp, pull the spear head out of the pattern, and start looking at the structure. Finely tap the spearhead with a small hammer.

"Grinding is cool. You haven't sharpened since what time? Spear heads are cast. However, there are spots. You're not a very good artisan...... I don't have temperature control. Bad shape, too."

"How much do you see as an artisan?

"Even our apprentice is totally decent. Somehow, it feels like I didn't think about what I was told, this. You can't sell it, like this."

Is things bad......

"How about the iron quality itself, by the way?

"Hmm. Is that a problem with the original mass iron furnace structure? It's not small and the temperature isn't stable. I thought you were using your manpower. I feel like I'm not doing anything to refine it. It doesn't look old on me. What the hell?

This blacksmith also has a water wheel in the back, which is used to move the lid. Some speed adjustment is carried out, oxygen is fed at a constant rate, and the temperature is stabilized.

"It's the spear the oak was using. Doesn't it feel human made?

"Am I having an oak?!? Uh, iron used by blacksmiths around here is from a steel mill. Some quality is secured. Whether we make iron from scratch or not, we can't go this far."

"Is it not a mistake to think of it as iron made by demons?

"Hmm. If you do a decent blacksmith at the moment, this won't happen. That runs out. I don't know if the demon made it. Other countries are alike and close by. It's not a person. It's highly probable."

Oh, he said it's likely he developed it on the demon side. Once developed, it will be improved and improved. I'll be caught up soon. The advantages of iron weapons will disappear in no time.

"Okay. That's true that it's not made by people. I'll report it to the Viscount."

"Oh, you better do that...... This is gonna be a long story, right?

Do you know what the craftsman thinks... Well, it's the craftsmen who improve. That's right.

"Right. Hurry up and tell the Viscount. Well, thank you. Again."

With a greeting, take a seat. Run straight to the mansion.

Tell the butler of the mansion there is something he would like to tell the Viscount in a hurry. Deacon gracefully closes the door and waits a long time. He was spearheaded by a butler and put through to the reception room. The door opens after the knock.

"I beg your pardon many times. Dear Norwegian, I have a little rushed up to report you."

"No, it's good. You can do it any time you want. Come on, sit, sit."

While sitting on the couch, tea is served. I'm ready. I've been waiting for you every time. Is it time for tea? Is that why it's the shortest? You treat me like a guest, I'm scared.

"So, what's wrong? Can we talk about a hurry now more than ever? As it stands, I'll read a harsh report about rulings related to the Alliance."

Norweh smiles bitterly.

"I have one report and one request. In fact, I went on an expedition to the North Forest today, and on that occasion,"

I met an oak that followed Diawolf a long way from the oak settlement in the back of the woods.

The strength of the orc was sufficient for the first degree of Grade 8.

That the oak has an iron weapon.

The fact that the iron weapon is not a human trap was found in a conversation with a blacksmith.

Let's start by explaining the upside down that far.

"Ah. That pig and the idiot, they don't do anything really busy. The story of the oak remains a sharp response, and there is no tone out. So if you send out our intelligence unit, you tell them you're building a settlement. It's our garden, isn't it? Oh, killing isn't killing enough."

Wow, I've never seen Norweh's outraged face.

"Besides, to the strength of the crowd, weapons too... Even if Diawolf can handle it, the number of enemies is troublesome... No, you're amazing. I understand information. It's worth a thousand bucks. That was really helpful. Oh, you owe me again. Still, thank you."

A bitter smile comes to mind.

"Diawolf is good in equal numbers. Even if there are too many more, the price will collapse and I will have trouble. It's out of the question when it comes to orcs. The forest cannot be preserved unless it is destroyed before it is scattered. This information really helped. So, what would you do?

"Siege the settlement with the Knights 400. After checking the perimeter with the scouts to make sure there are no targets for departure, will you destroy the settlement?"

"Mmm. If we're going to handle this without causing any damage, we need that much. That's a good line. Do you have any military talent? I'm already tired of being surprised. Ha. It's garden cleaning for my own house. I guess I'll just have to wear that."

"If we don't settle during this winter, the oak will scatter. And then I can't get my hands on it anymore."

"That's right. I agree. Mm-hmm. I don't know if I can muster a moving army this time, but the pure force is about 380 to 390. It's not going anywhere else."

With that said, I shoot this one through with serious eyes.

"I'll make a request. Can you help me? Now you can make unscrupulous requests. Requested to engage in war. Around 30 grade-7 achievements. Achievement fee is 100 per person. That'll be a problem later. I was wondering if you could help me, thinking I'd help you?

Oh, this, in the form of a favor, but with a plea. I can't say no. It's my parents' wish. Do I have to ask......

"I don't have any war experience as a party. Are you sure you want to play outside the bow range of your own army, kill the escaped target, etc.?

Ensure minimum safety. If we're free to move here, we haven't.

"Yeah. Destruction is the point this time. You can't let them get away with it. That's why we need numbers. It would be helpful if you could come in to deal with that escape. Because I can put some of the hindsight forward. Now you can adjust the constant."

There is also a slight relief in my smile. Even Norwe, it must have been a tough decision.

"Really, I owe you all I can. Still sneaking shame. You're a proprietor too, I know it's hard. That still helps. Thanks."

Smiles stronger. Norwegian I guess that was good news for a long time. If you look closely, the neighborhood is thin.

"No. There are no children who don't move for their parents. Make sure you use it."

Shake hands with that said.

"And, please,"

I'm handing the diawolf skin I hunted today to the butler to have Norwe's men do an assessment. Honestly, it's extremely elegant. No scratches.

Deacon punches Norwe in the ear. Hear that, and Norweh gargles.

"Are you sure? Helpful. I was in a lot of trouble because I didn't have anything. Though it's a strange way to look at it. It's a little cheap, but how about two of these?

When I say that, I raise one finger. A million wares... Well, I can still take care of my physique. Minimum but no choice.

"Yes. I'm a Viscount, so that's fine. I'm not surprised by my parents."

Norweh smiles bitterly and sends a signal to the butler. A beautiful wipe bag on the basin is offered. Is that it? One million wares gold coin, right?

The moment I lifted the bag, it sounded really heavy. Huh? Did you give it to me because I split it it up, because it's fine?

The moment I opened the bag's mouth, I was desperate not to break my face, containing 10 million wares of gold coins. You're lying. Ten million a bottle.

"Hey, the fever went up at the auction. Hidden connections come from everywhere. But there's actually a few of them, right? I can't get that far into the boulder. I'm sorry about the actual cost, but I owe you again."

No, no, no. Too much, too much. I'm scared. What the hell.

"No, I just appreciate that feeling. It helped, even though I asked you not to."

"No, no. The craftsman saw it, but it's extremely classy. No scratches. You guys are really good, aren't you? I can exchange my rights for that. Thank you so much."

Cold sweat conveys the back...... Uh-huh. I can buy a house for a day's money. I don't know what that means.

"So, let's not talk about work, here's the real deal"

Remove the wrapped item with the expensive cloth bought from the garment store and place it on the table.

"Hmm? What's this?

"It's a comfort to Norwegian."

The moment I said that, Norweh had the best grin of the day.