Life in the Inn was a comfort in itself. Beds were also available with good quality fluffy food, and the meals offered were no less pale compared to restaurants there.
Also, in terms of Kana's failure, an apology meant that Atal and Caro were served many dishes for dinner.
Those two are now walking around the city.
"Hey, this country has a high level overall. The city is also vibrant and I can't feel the dark atmosphere"
The city I've stopped by so far has never been a bad city either, but this was the first city I've ever seen where the air felt clear across the city. Nature and shoulder strength fall out more well and the face of the claw is calm without a heart.
"That's right. Craftsmen seem to be very skilled, and all the equipment in the workshop is well made."
Caro, who rocks his long ears in a good mood, was checking out the weapons protective equipment that was lined up when he went to Brown and Telm's workshop. Caro's eyes, who had used various weapons before, were so visible that he could make good and bad decisions.
"You looked good. I only remember moving around like I was being put through.... but maybe this level of craftsmanship and lodging means we can support it well as a country."
Atar, who gently stroked her head once to delight Caro's growth, wondered if there might be any hints on how to be as a country.
"I like this city too!
"The city is well maintained, so it's probably easy to spend when people are newly influxed. The environment is in order, so maybe those with good arms will come together."
Though Atar, softly narrowing his eyes to Balkias, who rocks his tail in a mood, imagined things like support for cities, provinces, etc. that were Earth, he listens to Caro and changes his mind.
"Maybe that's what it is. People still get together in places that are easy to spend..."
Growling over the vibrant streets, he stops pitched in front of a shop.
"Right here."
Browns workshop, this workshop that came yesterday as well. I can hear the sound of you working from inside.
"Are you already in the work? Brown, it's a claw. We're going in!"
I step inside the workshop loudly, but didn't get back to me.
"What shall we do...?
I was also confused as to whether Caro could go in like this, wandering gently inside.
"... okay. Let's go make some noise."
Ataru chooses to go in without worrying. Unlike Telm's workshop, Brown's workshop, which he probably does alone, was thought to wait and no one would come out, so he chooses to enter without permission.
I can see the sound getting louder and louder as I go in the back looking for Brown.
"Right here? Hey, Brown. Here we are... That's something amazing."
Brown was working on it when he got to a place that looked like a workplace. However, they were laboring with the processing of the methyl, which seemed to be sweating and changing tools one after the other.
"Whoa, are you here? Ha... this is different."
Properly wiped the dripping sweat, Brown opens his hands naked in his upper body and tells him in a grumpy manner that nothing is going on.
"Does this mean you can't process it at all?
Atal looked at Kohlo and asked questions as he gave Brown a cloth to wipe the sweat from his magic bag.
"Exactly. This is good work for now. We need to figure out a way to process it... why don't we go to Telm's workshop? He's probably running into the same problem."
Brown wipes the mess and sweat with the cloth he receives when he proceeds alone, picks up the jacket he had thrown away and put it back on.
"Look, let's go. I have to close the lock, so don't get upset and get out of here."
Atal, Caro and Balkias were forced to leave the workshop so that they could push their backs.
"So, is there any way to open it?
Looking at Brown, who was struggling with the processing of the methyl, and not knowing how many days it would take in that way, Atar confirms on his way to Term's workshop, but Brown was walking silently.
"... could it be"
Caro, who thought of one possibility, tells him softly to strike the chase, but still Brown remained silent. But his cheeks are covered with sweat.
"Well, do you expect Telm to be finding some good way"
I thought that would happen. Atal advances his legs without worrying.
A row of early legs didn't take long to get to Term's workshop.
"Oh, there you are... you all have a hard look"
Suddenly he doesn't stop talking about Dokadoka and the Browns who went in the back, and Natalia walks alongside the Ataru to the work place.
"Oh, there's something wrong with the machining."
"That's tough... which means maybe we're the same...?
Natalia hadn't confirmed the work, but it seemed like it would be nice to hear the hammering sound if it was usual, but I still can't hear the creepy sound today.
"We're going in!
Brown does not hesitate to enter Term's workplace where the dokadoka and door remain open.
"... oh, you guys"
The worksite is scattered with tools for various types of machining, just like Brown's. At the center of those tools Telm had a tired look.
"Seeing that look, is it the same as me? Sounds like you're having trouble processing too... I thought you would."
"Oh, Brown, too.... Yes, I think I can handle my fangs and bones... Kohlo is better. How the hell did you defeat this demon?"
When Telm, weakened by sighing, says so, Brown and I both turn our gaze to the face of the atar.