Kuro no Maou

- Yeah, I can't do that.

"Can't you?"

"I can't."

Unfortunately, rather than say "impossible" with a sappy look, it is a well-known blacksmith in a damask.

A magic wand store, it was also a luxury store enough to create bespoke first-class pieces for court magicians and Rank 5 adventurers from all over the country.

Fiona came to me to ask for enhancements to "Ainsbroom" in anticipation of this store, and within ten minutes, this answer returned.

"Why can't I?"

"You wrote this yourself, and you didn't think you could do it?

What was poked at was the blueprint of the wand that Fiona had written herself up so that she could request it smoothly.

"I just wrote the necessary abilities. There should be no design deficiencies."

"Um, just looking at it, but there's no problem with this. Instead, with all this mon, I just couldn't. I could design it, genius."

"Thank you"

But it's only a theoretical story.

Phew, and after a deep sigh, Dwarf wandman asked.

"Making a coin costs a billion. First of all, can you pay for that?

"You can pay."

"I see, boulders are rank five adventurers."

Already presented with a Miss Lil colour guild card. Because Fiona is a real Rank 5 adventurer, this is how the artisans at popular stores talk straight away.

"The next problem is the material. Even with money, it's hard to collect all these monkeys."

"Most of them are available"

"Are you a homo?

Let me show you, Fiona took the material from the spatial magic (dimension) of the triangle hat that she had been collecting with the tricks to enhance it.

"Ooh, this one's all over, isn't it all good? You have eyes."

Divinely thin and glowing is literally the ingot of God's metal 'Divine Iron (Orihalcon)'.

Next to it is the ingot of the creepingly dark metal 'Dark Matter (Dark Matter)', which, in contrast, absorbs all kinds of light.

Both ingots can be seen at a glance as genuine from their color luster. These two alone would be worth more than 100 million.

In addition, ranked Grade 5 monster materials such as black dragon and red dragon reverse scales, Phoenix tail blades, Yfried cores, volcanic dragon furnace core shells, fortress white whale (dreadnote) heavy oil liver, fenrill hearts, etc. all line up unevenly. There are many other rare demonic stones and crystals.

"Especially this stupid big red crystal is stunning...... no way, 'Fist of Anger'?

"You know very well"

The 'Fist of Anger', taken from the left arm of the chaossic rim presented by Chrono, was also naturally lined up in a lineup of materials.

"A few decades ago, Larspun went wild in the Elf Forest. Heh, those cold-blooded elves got tears in their eyes. I did something inside."

"You're a mighty enemy."

To the west of Adamantoria, although not as large as Farren, there are several large settlements of elves with sprawling forest areas. It is not a wack that is united as a nation, but rather lives in that area more tribally than in ancient times, coexisting together in the woods. And Dwarf, who lives in the Balrog Mountains, has not been close since ancient times.

But because there are so many products that can and cannot be created only by each other, it is a strange relationship, as the best trading partner, in the past, that has never developed into a war.

"Anyway, I see we have all the material. Let's keep the production costs pretty low."

The majority of the first estimate, one billion clans, is expected as material costs. All of them are rare and of high quality, an assortment that is difficult to obtain. Especially rank 5 monster based materials, etc., may also begin with crusades, which will be unknown to the ceiling depending on the fees charged to the adventurer.

But if Fiona has already collected it herself, she has already cleared it in terms of material and material costs.

"But the problem is with the actual production."

"Can't we make it here?

"If I were ten more years younger, I would have taken it on with that one word... Shit, I'm getting old too. Let's admit it honestly, we'll make it."

As a Dwarf craftsman, it is a great humiliation to abstain from making without even trying. But because he is a skilled craftsman, he can also distinguish his power from his possibilities and impossible.

"Ha, is that right"

"If you're going to make him, there's only one thing you can ask for, even though Adamantria is wide open."

"Where is it?

"Tor Heavy Industries, Most Workshops. There, there's nothing you can't make!

Fiona, who was completely refused a request to make a cane, did not head to the recommended Tor Heavy Industries with its feet......

"It's time for lunch,"

The time is a little before noon, but if you are hungry during the day, that is at noon. Driven by an honest appetite, Fiona headed all the way to the corner of the restaurant lined up.

"Dear Fiona,"

I promised to meet you, it's not time or place, just a round trip to rendezvous with Sariel.

"It's an odd encounter."

"Because I followed the signs."

"Really?"

Without any surprise, Fiona walks alongside Saliel in the opposing power of her masterful sixth sense. Between us, there's no conversation about this.

But natural fiona and emotionless sariel. To both of them, the sentiment of awkwardness was unrelated.

"Let's make it here."

"Yes."

Saliel continues on to Fiona, who enters the store all the way to be attracted to the fragrant scent of gravy and oil that drifts.

In an easy to understand sign that says' Drum Rock Diner 'and Big Fat, the simple stone shop was already busy with Dwarf workers who went on an early lunch break.

"What kind of store is it?"

"The so-called popular cafeteria. Restaurants serving common Adamantrian cuisine are called 'diners'"

Saliel disciplinarily explains to Fiona, who irresponsibly says that while she keeps herself in.

"Guys, we're drinking, isn't that a liquor store?"

"Alcohol for Dwarves gives away distilled liquor with a high alcohol content. About 5% of beer does not enter the liquor"

When seated quietly, all the Dwarves around them lavishly stir up a golden beer poured with a jock in their hands. That doesn't seem to be a liquor feast for them, it seems to be a routine lunch landscape.

"It was true that the Dwarves were resistant to alcohol."

"Undisputed Facts"

The fact that the image of liquor, which is also famous in the Sinclair Republic, when it comes to Dwarves, is correct, will be obvious from daytime onwards, if you see him drinking so dignified to this point.

They say they don't get into beer or other liquor, but if they do, the tension seems to increase, and the store is really noisy. The atmosphere is a little intolerable for a normal girl, but Fiona opened the menu with graceful tricks, as if she were also in a stylish cafe.

So much less, the order is decided, and even in the noisy store, Sariel calls the clerk with a strange whisper that sounds clear for some reason. It's a little martial arts trick that lets you reach your opponent even in a whisper.

"Hamburgers and fries, please"

"Same thing."

"Fries are part of the Mountain Challenge"

"I'm normal."

Saliel says nothing in particular to Fiona, who gets a prize of 10,000 clans for completing a mountain of fries with a time limit of 30 minutes, and a challenge of It just didn't seem like I was willing to offer it to you either.

"What, are you really going to do this? Your daughter?"

The gentle clerk gently stops me from signing up for Fiona's challenge, which is only a poor girl in appearance, but pierces the caring ruined Magiless.

"So, how was the guild?

Fiona decides to listen to Saliel's report while she waits for her order. It is the soul dare to talk about something and distract me from hunger.

Attitude aside, Sariel has gone out to the Adventurer's Guild in Damask to gather information easily, so reporting was quite a bit.

"Currently, Damask's guild is heavily stretched out with quests for a third prince search. It seems that many adventurers are participating but have not yet discovered it"

"Is the prince of this country missing?

"Yes, the beginning..."

And, from the Flame Oak raid, a thick burger of gravy dripping and a giant plate of literally mountains and served fries came to the table as we described the upside of that battle.

"Ha-ha-ha... so?

"The search is ongoing. I haven't found a clue yet."

"Are you looking for people in a huge underground pit? It's not a quest for us."

"I can't even say that. There is only one way to discover the Prince."

"What is it, it's... this potato, it's not very nice"

You're not interested in the story, Fiona has been huffing and complaining about the deliciousness of fries.

"The staple food in Adamantoria is potatoes. Locally known as rock potatoes, the variety has been improved over the years, so the products distributed to the public are also of high quality"

"I see, you're buying"

"Yes, it's worth buying, even if it's a little tense"

Even Sparda, rock potatoes from Adamantoria are available for purchase as imports. Sariel also ate fries and realized their definite flavour, admitting that even imports with higher prices were worth buying.

But what matters to Sariel is the presence of a classic fast-food menu that is also familiar to the Japanese: burgers and fries.

Chrono also stopped by the burger chain store with his fellow clerks on the way home from the Literature and Arts Department to buy and eat at some point. However, the opportunity for Yuriko Shirazaki to participate in it was never visited.

"This is what I wanted to try with Kurono-kun."

phantom. Saliel, assuming so, threw potatoes into his mouth.

"So how does the prince find it?

"It possesses ancient jewels, emitting certain wavelengths of magic. If you can sense its wavelength, you can locate it."

Sariel consciously focuses on the topic she returns to.

I didn't really feel the taste of potatoes and burgers because of my fear of hearing.

"I don't like that."

"Nor am I good at identifying and perceiving magic wavelengths"

"Isn't that a no"

"Lily's telepathic abilities seem to be superior to these kinds of detection"

"I see, the boulder is Mr. Lily."

"Yes, the boulder is Master Lily"

Lily, who can be relied upon, and Chrono, who is not even on the subject.

Unfortunately, in terms other than combat, it was also true that we often relied on Lily.

"Well, why don't we take it too - thank you very much."

So, if you noticed, all the mountains of fries had disappeared.

The record is, take it easy and eat for 24 minutes.

Fiona and Saliel followed the diner after a luxury tour by asking for an additional order for 10,000 clans of prizes.

"He says the cane can't be strengthened unless it's a toil heavy worker"

"Thanks to Mr. Leggin, I'm going to have anything made by Tor Heavy Industries"

In the evening, when we returned to the Inn, we reported on each other's situation, which was a different course of action today, it turned out to be something like this.

"Well, you were just fine"

"Right."

Ask Tor Heavy Industries to strengthen Fiona's wand. We had a good time, we had each other's situation.

"Nevertheless, you've often been able to pluck all that into gratitude"

"Don't subtly fuck with me"

It is a story not because it is plucked, but because it is truly gracious.

However, when it comes to the workshop manager of the Tor Heavy Industries Workshop, he is the kind of person who stands at the top of the Adamantoria craftsman. If you were to make someone like that say, "I'll make you anything," you'd wonder how much I owe you.

"With Mr. Leggin, an old friend."

"That's all there is to it, and I don't think it's the kind of content I'd take on."

"Actually, Mr. Leggin is a supergenius."

For me, Mr. Leggin was an image of a blacksmith, like any town, setting up a small workshop in the corner of Sparda... well beyond the power of a common craftsman, given that he made The Grid and kept cursed weapons such as "Absolute" "Neck Break", albeit temporarily.

I always felt half normal because it would be easy to take on this request in two replies, but the truth is, it wasn't obvious at all...

"That would be so. None of Mr. Krono's weapons are normal, so he's a first-rate blacksmith even if he can do it a little bit."

"What, that's how you recognized Fiona?

"Speaking of which, Mr. Chrono was only at the Stratos Blacksmith Workshop, and you've never taken care of him. I didn't know you took that for granted without knowing the level of any other workshop."

"Hey, because Simon introduced me to being a good blacksmith..."

"Good arm, it's a strength I'm sorry about, Mr. Leggin."

For the first time in my world, I am slightly caught.

Indeed, I would lack common sense as to what level a common blacksmith is because I have never been involved with any other workshop. In that regard, Fiona, who has a long history of adventurers, said she knew and deserved it.

Too natural, I guess you've never had anything to say to me before. Rather, he was impressed that it was something he had often found a blacksmith with super awesome arms, commensurate with the level he needed.

What really impresses me is that I found the Stratos Blacksmith Workshop, Simon.

"So what did you owe me?

"I started exchanging letters with Mr. Dayne, the workshop manager, when Mr. Leggin had a workshop in his current sparda."

"You're smiling"

"But the contents of the letter were amazing."

At first, we keep each other updated.

From the second one, however, he started writing work stories like a blacksmith.

So I asked Leggin, who was a supergenius competitor, for all his advice, and he said this was a big win.

"It seems that a third of today's advanced technology in Tor Heavy Industries was born on the basis of Mr. Leggin's letter"

"I see, he said he was handed over"

"Oh, I was able to be the first workshop manager because I had all the information in that letter," he said. You look so sorry. "

Workshop manager's, long story around here, long story.

But it would not have been pride or anything if he had stacked his career in Tor Heavy Industries and emerged in due course, but if he had been provided with innovative technical information free of charge by a former competitor who had left on his own. Not least, where I was gaining confidence, it would take the form of Mr. Leggin showing an overwhelming difference in strength.

"The only reason I could be the first workshop manager was because there was no such thing as him in this country."

And he was talking eventually.

As the same man, I guess the heart of losing to a rival... but anyway, it is truly survivable that, thanks to Mr. Leggin, we could even ask for a slightly unscrupulous request.

"By the way, is it that hard to strengthen a cane?

"Well, 'Ainsbroom' is originally of high grade quality, so just to reinforce it further from there, it's quite a challenge."

Weapons and protective equipment become more difficult to strengthen or modify as their quality improves. Well, it's obvious.

"This is the blueprint."

"Hmm, I have no idea"

Only about the overall shape, I don't understand it with any expertise. Especially the finely written, cane-core part is an entirely unknown realm.

But there was only one part of me that could tell.

"Is this the name of the wand?

"Yes."

The name of the wand, as noted in the drawing, … I see Fiona deserves it.

"'Walpurgis', huh? Nice name."