Ataru, who left the store, continues silently down the main street for a while.
In the crowd, walking through the city, away from the slave shops, looking back.
"Ugh, just give me this far and I'll be fine..."
Since I left the store, I have been silent because I felt gaze on my back for a long time, but since it disappeared, I speak to Caro so Atal can confirm.
"I stopped feeling my gaze."
Caro looks at Balkias and Ifria walking next door chillily as he replies.
It's all right, isn't it? It is a gaze with the meaning of confirmation, and Balkias and Ifria nod quietly and return.
"It's like the other guys were watching us carefully, not that slaver. You felt strength from your gaze."
To date, he has been powerful enough to feel cautious even with the Atar, who has dealt with many strong men.
That is why I have dared to choose a crowded path to stay vigilant and far away from the slave shops.
"I felt it, too. It's probably more than one..."
I can predict that the lords of that gaze are probably those who serve as escorts to that slave trader.
"If I were a slave trader or so, I would have thought the escort wouldn't be a big deal, but it doesn't seem like a glimmer"
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Caro, nagging as he thinks, rarely responds to Atal's words.
"Caro, give me your face. Whatever happens, don't worry, we'll help you."
"Dear Atal... Mr. Bal, Mr. Ifria"
Atal gently rests his hand on Caro's left shoulder so that he can snuggle, Balkias leans against his right foot, and Yfria gently clings around his right hand.
"... thank you very much! Whatever happens, we're all here, so it's okay. Hey!
Funya laughed. Caro is relieved to have the three of us, again, and is smiling back.
(Well, if your father could be at the slaver's escort, would he also be anxious)
"Well, let's just get back to the workshop and make a status report. Maybe they're working on materials."
Atal shows us where we're headed so we can change our minds.
"That's right! But can everyone here process the material?
I have experience in having equipment made from materials from Xuanbu in the land of giants.
However, even then, it was not normally possible to process the material, and the atar was processing the tools.
"Sure. However, there were a lot of craftsmen, and what was it? Twelve Jazz? I guess I can handle it because I'm a chosen artisan."
"Dear Atal, thirteen Jazz."
Caro corrects Atal's mistakes without blurring.
"Were you? Well, if I were that chosen thirteen Jazz, I'd think I'd do something about it... otherwise you wouldn't be given such a sublime name"
Only the technologically superior can get that title - Atal with such an image expects them to do something without the help of Atal.
"I'm a little excited to include that!
Whether it can be processed and what it will create if it can be done. He wanted to see that. Caro was also inflating his chest in anticipation.
After a short walk towards the workshop district with such a story, I came back to the front of the workshop.
"Damn. Ooh! You're too hard!
"How about a tool over here?... No '
"If you can't sharpen it, why don't you slash it? If it was a sword made by Real before, wouldn't you be able to slash it?
'All right, shall we try? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!... Ugh, my sword...'
From inside the workshop you can hear the artisans struggling in some way along with the noise like a fierce metal noise.
"Those guys, what are you doing with a voice you can hear outside?
"Oh, you know, maybe..."
"Oh, maybe"
Aside from the specifics of what they were doing, it wasn't hard to imagine what they were working hard for.
"Hey, we're back."
"It's just now."
Atal and Caro enter the workshop to speak up, but no one reacts.
I was so immersed in the work.
"Hey, Real! We're back!
"What? Oh, oh, welcome home"
Speaking louder, I finally look back at the real thing I gave back.
But as soon as I get a nasty response, I get back to work.
While the craftsmen were frustrated with the challenging task, they were nevertheless delighted to see their first enemy in distress in a long time.
"This is almost out of sight about us..."
"I'll take care of this place!
Against a situational atar, Caro is coming up with a way to get their attention and step closer to them.
And Caro breathes heavily.
"I have seen the material of Xuanbu, where it is processed - Yikes!!
Loud as if it sounds all over the workshop. The more interesting the artisans attracted to the content in addition to the loudness of their voices, the more simultaneous they see the caro.
"Exactly..."
Atal watched the reaction with a bitter smile.
"Ladies and gentlemen, before we had the material of Xuanbu used to make our gear..."
That's all I said, they come together all the way around Caro so the craftsmen can jump.
"Duh, how have you been?
"How did you process such a hard object?
"Did you kill him, after all?
With his bloody running eyes, he manages to cram in to get information out of Caro.
Surrounded by them desperate to know the information first, Caro had managed to cope at first, but was baffled by the craftsmen who wouldn't even give him a gap to answer.
"- Hey, you guys, come on! You can't answer that when you get close like that, can you? Besides, I was watching about the machining. I used special tools to do the machining."
I cut a numb on Caro, who doesn't quite answer me. They then set a goal for Ataru.
But Atal turned his strong gaze, so he was pushed back by the hegemony to regain his calm.