Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Actually, you want to build a tunnel around here to connect with your neighbor,"

Spread beneath your eyes are the magnificent mountains.

The ridge with clouds evokes emotion in the mind of the beholder just because it is there. The weather is beautiful, the air is clear, and the view glimpses from the flying carpet are exceptional.

In this world where planes do not exist, they cannot be seen with the help of spells or magic devices (magic items). Yut had fully exercised that privilege.

Most importantly, I wouldn't have said such a long thing without the benefit of the Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess) spell.

"But I can't do it on my own until I get that understanding over there."

Conversely, it did not mean that it was possible to achieve it as long as it could be cleared there.

Yut touches the jewels of the land from the top of his clothes, which he leaves in his uniform pocket.

If used without fear of risk, it is also easy to penetrate mountains and create tunnels. All you have to do is lay and connect the carriage railroad tracks and you're done getting ready.

The deal, which was taking place over narrow, thin mountain paths, would explode.

"Being convenient means that the army will also be able to dispatch... That's hard."

I stayed in Mainz for just a few hours.

By noon, it was about time the two of them became empty dwellers.

When you actually come on the ground, you get a lot of ideas. The politician's inspection isn't entirely wasted either... but of course I'm not here to look down on the construction.

We are on a journey towards the settlement of Dravael that it is the proximal species of Dwarf.

"Um, Yut?

"What is it?

On a flying carpet. Arcia sits next to Yut and speaks out a little awkward. For her to rely on a crimson eyelid, the landscape doesn't mean anything.

If only we could be together. Val and Acorn are with us, and it's better to watch from where we pulled it off.

But first, there was something I had to check.

"Do you negotiate with Dravael, do you have a math?

"Mm-hmm. Speaking of which, I guess I do."

In a way, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) seems to reply. It also conveyed to Alcia that it was utterly unplanned… now she gave a surprise look, not a flash.

"Today, it's fun to see all the looks on Arcia's face"

"You're angry, aren't you?

If you take it seriously, your voice and expression will be flat. If it was Jonah, I'd be on the run feeling the crisis.

"In the meantime, I'm bringing alcohol. I guess we'll figure it out."

Rather than bringing it, you're right to describe it as leaving it in.

The rest of the alcohol brought in from Earth. By the coming of the gods - rather than by Regra God and Exile - I was only securing a little for when something happened.

It won't be enough, but let's think of it as something of a greeting.

"Besides, you don't always have to talk about it."

"It is...... That's true, though."

If you can't process magic silver (Mithral) or Adamantine ore in your territory, you can sell it off. Until you're ready, you can store it.

It doesn't mean you have to have the legendary sword struck to defeat the Demon King. In that sense, it was an easy one.

"Then wouldn't it have been nice if we had done our errands in the Kingdom of the Chronica God?

"Well, because I can afford it on the schedule"

Take your eyes off the mountains and turn to Arsia and say:

Sure it is.

Their journey to fly through the sky and freely use Moment Travel (Teleport) is fast. Same as shrinking the world.

"Well, it's around here that the chief told me..."

On a big mess of maps, this is another mark on a big mess.

With that as a clue, Yut drops the altitude of the flying carpet and looks for Dravael's address.

"I want carnaval"

Though such stupidity emerged along the way, I managed to discover a cave that looked like it in about an hour.

But it leaves me wondering if it's really okay here.

"It's so hot."

"Even" Heat and Cold Resistance "cannot be corrected."

Although protected by spells, the air is actually thin and its air is almost close to steam. If I were there for a few minutes, I'd start to feel like I'm in danger for my life.

As a result, no plants have grown either and there are only rocks.

Obviously, it was not the environment in which the organism was supposed to live.

"I remember the cave where the Blast Dragon was."

"Right......"

Once a mighty ancient species dragon pushed to the brink of total annihilation. Surprised from within the lava after being deterred from the effects of the spell,

My people are resuscitated and fulfilling revenge, but it's still not a good memory.

"Well, what do you want to do?

"There's no ringing bell, let me go inside"

Japan would be a fine trespass, but no one cares about it is on the adventurer.

With no particular hesitation, he turned to the cave, from which a snug red shadow appeared.

(This is convenient)

Though I do, I will not fail to be vigilant.

"Kisannah, what is it?"

The voice of who and what is uttered in the harsh common language.

He has the same physique as Dwarf, but his hair is dark brown and covers his entire body.

The face is also covered by a beard that is almost integrated with the hair, hidden in crude clothes and the skin is completely invisible. With his barely visible dough nose and indented eyes, it was conveyed that it was his face there.

"It's what governs this neighborhood."

"It's none of my business."

"I know. I'm here today to make a request."

From the bag of infinite storage, remove the ore and place it on your hand.

Stick it out to show off your fist college, but your opponent doesn't react to anything.

Stay put for a few minutes.

Come on, Yut was also anxious, and suddenly Dravael's man turned back on his heel.

It would mean following me.

"Instead, I'd be in trouble if I wasn't"

"Sometimes Sheikh Miranda just calls it bigotry."

Whispering that sentiment, both Yut and Arsia go into the cave.

Did the interior have hands on the cave of nature, and the ceiling was low and difficult to walk, although the ground was uniform once. Also, the enthusiasm is terrible, and it's still not the kind of environment people can live in.

I realize that as I move on.

But this is the perfect environment for them.

Dravael doesn't need food to live. Surprisingly, they say they replenish the food they live by immersing themselves in lava.

I don't know the rationale, but it's the result of a pluralistic investigation. There will be no mistake.

Alcohol is a complete hobby.

Except for that, you don't have to make money, you just punch into a blacksmith.

"You're a blacksmith."

"He's like a fairy."

Those two sentiments were firing targets in a way.

It took a long time for a species called Dravael to evolve that way.

"Here, come in."

Dravael, who was leading the Yuts, pointed to a certain horizontal hole.

If you're Yona or Larsia, you can afford it. Yut is critical. Exile would expand itself.

"Well, I'll be first"

After crawling on all fours for a while, I went out into a big space.

Is the radius about 10 meters? It's lava in the back. There's a whole bunch of it, and I feel pretty hot. The part that touched the wall was filled with rocks, and in its shadow the dravaels gathered to surround it.

But I can't tell the difference in appearance at all. Doubt the illusion, stare, but it doesn't disappear.

I hope it's real, but unfortunately it was far from Merchant.

"Mr. Arcia, it's okay."

"Okay."

Follow that voice, and Arcia also faces out the entrance.

Relying on her crimson eyelids, she didn't realize she had the same face, but was just slightly inclined to the fact that there were multiple beings of the same physique.

Just curious, but I don't necessarily have a decent answer from what I've heard.

Besides, before we get down to business, it's trivial.

"I am Yut Amaxa, the deputy lord who rules the vicinity. I got a request today, but first, take this."

Greetings are there, too, and Yut lines up some liquor bottles.

There are many types of sake bottles, whiskey, wine, etc., but only about 1-2 bottles each. Maybe not enough, I also took out the barrel of ale I've been getting from Mainz.

"This is like a thank you for listening."

"It's brilliant."

When was it close?

One Dravael takes a serious look at the craftsmanship with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. In addition, each of the other dravaels that surrounded the perimeter flocked to their liking, empty the contents.

What kind of japan is that?

In a hurry to think weird about that different sight - it's not Japan in the first place - Yut takes a distance. Alcia supported his back like that.

"I'll do you a favor"

In minutes of things, Dravael drinks up.

I guess he's the representative. I've come close to Yut's feet, upward - though I'm barely blind - to say it. Other dravaels have disappeared into the shadows of the surrounding rocks again, but there seems to be no objection.

"Is that a sword? Spears? Armor needs to be measured."

"I don't need that"

Unexpectedly, Arcia was about to raise her voice.

Bring in magic silver (miserable) or adamantine, and what do you mean, no need for weapons?

Not long ago, before I came back from Earth, I would certainly have asked.

But not now.

Instead, I even thought I should have expected it. At least, even if Acorn couldn't predict it, you'd be convinced if you asked.

"Sounds like Yut."

and.

So Arcia won't interfere either. Just listen so I can support you if I have my turn.

"What do you mean you don't need it?"

"We don't need weapons or protective equipment. But I need your arms."

"Yut, what are you going to have them make?

"It's up to them"

To the words of two large human beings, Dravael sits on the spot without knowing what they mean.

"I don't like hard stories."

It's like, a child.

"Oh, my God..."

Exactly, I guess this was unexpected.

Yut opened his mouth as he put his thoughts together.

"My people are well equipped already, as are no other brave men worthy to possess magical silver or Adamantine weapons. So much so that it takes a lot of ore."

So we don't need weapons or protective equipment.

"So I want to ask you guys. I want you to make something that's not a weapon or a shield, but useful."

Yut takes out leather bags containing one ore after another from bags of infinite storage.

Meanwhile, the Dravaels are completely silent.

Leather bags piled up like earthbags piled up during a typhoon.

"Yut kun"

Arcia leans her lips in his ear as she continues to take them out.

And crushed the idea of reinforcing it.

"It's Nice"

Yut had broken his face and unwittingly held Arcia's hands to envelop him.

Nature and Arcia's expression also loosen to the thoughts transmitted from the hands and emotional sensing rings.

"Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact)"

Yut mutilated the page from the spell document and activated the spell.

The page changes its appearance and video is projected into a circular space.

"This is the city we live in, called Falve."

The castle fortress of the Hellenonian God, the opera theatre of the Liya God, paved roads, street lights, standing houses, streets without walls, carriage railways and their tracks.

One after the other, the landscape switches.

"And this is my hometown."

The next reflection was the skyscraper group.

Trains and stations, cars running down roads, people going and going, ships docking in ports, planes and airports, factories along the sea, huge bridges.

And inside the house, school, all sorts of tools.

I projected every landscape I could think of.

To that unknown sight, the Dravaels deliberately give a voice that does not speak.

"Hopefully, we'll be more than happy to be surprised."

I'm not surprised by anything that's half-baked.

This is a challenge.

I risked my possessions, not my possessions.

"Whatever it is, it's natural to have good booze"

My beard shakes slightly.

In human terms, a move that is described as a breakdown in rapprochement.

"So good liquor is worth a thousand steels."

"Then..."

"When the moon turns, come back. I want to lose my hips."

That was Dravael's idea.

When we gather under massive quantities of ore like we swarmed by booze earlier, we carry them out one after the other.

And it was the lava in the back of the room. I jumped into the street.

I don't have time to stop.

"It's okay...... is it?

"I guess so."

After that, they were left with two faces that looked like they had been picked by a fox.