"Who are you people! Now Master Dens is talking to Lord Brown. Get out of my way!
One of the knights of the offering who comes forward to shelter the nobles yells about the Ataru.
"Fair enough, okay? You know Lord Brown, don't you? I'm sorry, but as you can see, I'm putting it in, so come back out."
If you're strong, your rebellion is stronger, but you dare to say calm words to them and they'll listen. That was the idea of the noble Dens. I laugh and make it look like I have a deep nostalgia, but I don't have the grace for that laugh.
Dens is a skinny, slightly small people. I observe the Ataru with my eyes narrowed so that I can see them.
"No, I say no. I asked Brown a question earlier. Are you in trouble? And the answer was yes. Then we can help Brown take care of himself."
With perseverance Atar passes beside the nobles and moves to the side of the Browns. Caro and Balkias also followed behind, closing in on Natalia.
"Gu, you civilian! Give me something good to back off while Master Dens is gentle!
Did you get annoyed by Atal's attitude, or a knight who puts his hand on his lower back sword when it's an exercise of force. The air sticks tight.
"Do you do it? I don't mind doing it... but if you pull it out, be ready, okay?
As intimidating, Atal turns his cold gaze to the knight. Being a knight of nobility, tyranny has been retained until now. But Atal looked at the knight with a strong eye that would not allow it.
"No, no, the workshop should be a sacred place for craftsmen. I apologize to Lord Brown for staining it with blood. Let's pull it off once today, I hope you're changing your mind tomorrow?
Dens smiled like he was up to something and left the workshop behind, pulling down the knight to loosen such cold air.
While I had a bad feeling about it, I never followed the Dens who pulled it off for the first time.
"Sounds like a lot of trouble to me."
"Atal, thank you!
A heavily exhaled tellum smiles at the atal with a relieved look.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you've come a lot. I wonder what happens when Brown yells at someone..."
Natalia, who held me to protect Caro, also comes to thank me with a relieved face.
"Hmm, I should have kicked those guys out with strength!
Arm in arms and fluttering, Brown was not comfortable with his reluctance to enter his workshop, and his anger still seemed to have not vanished.
"How did that happen?
Atal asks questions about how this happened. I know it was probably caused by the material that Atal left behind, but I didn't see why this happened.
"Oh, it's been a long time since anyone I know came to see me. Ask me some material questions there. I didn't tell you the details, but I said I got good material and I got a good job... and then that's what I'm gonna tell you about Pepper at the tavern... next time I show my face, I'm gonna stop!
That was what went into the ear of an aristocrat named Dens earlier, who threatened to give way after confirming the facts.
"I see, you mean... you're certainly a troublesome opponent. It would have been nice if it had just been an intuition, but it was only the knights, and Dens and the others were watching the scene calmly."
Brown, Telm and Natalia both nodded with difficult faces at the words of Atal with their hands on their jaws as they thought.
"Plus, those Dens are famous for being obsessive like snakes who don't give up badly."
That's what Telm adds without changing his expression. From the fact that both Brown and Natalia are nodding, I guess that's what those in this country know as a matter of course.
"Sure, you looked like that"
Atal was convinced because his first impressions coincided with his current story. Caro keeps an eye on the story with a worrying look on his face.
"I wish I could have driven you back with that today, what are you gonna do? He said he'd be here tomorrow."
No one could answer this question of Atal, and his expression was even more rugged.
"Phew... I have no choice. We'll come back tomorrow. Whatever it is, you can do a little material on them."
Ataru is a tool of the Browns and still has the material cut to some size, and I also believe that there is no problem with it as long as it is a little. I thought I'd meditate my eyes on some damage if it bothered them enough to build me gear.
"... okay? I think it's a rare material that only you guys could have gotten."
"No, 'cause you can't process that you got it anyway, can you?
Even the two amazing craftsmen this time, Brown and Term, could hardly be processed without the follow up of the clams.
There will be some unique twats for the aristocracy, but it still seems difficult to get to the point of making gear, etc.
"Hehe, you did. We need to work out a way we can process it ourselves, but at this point, it's going to be hard for me and Brown."
Term, who finally got his usual smile back, seems to share the same opinion, nodding aloud and agreeing.
"... Dear Atal, wouldn't that put the spear on Mr. Brown and the others again?
Caro was worried that it would not be strange to go to the idea that craftsmen just had something they could not process as a material, and then brown or tellum could process it.
"Uh, well... then I brought it in, and you decide what I did when it came to processing? I borrowed it, but let's just say I didn't show the process to both of us."
Listening to the opinions of Ataru, who scratched his head with gasp, the three artisans' expressions light up for a moment, but soon turn to a dark look.
"That annoys Atal. That's not what we meant."
Brown, who shook his neck sideways to deny it, says on his behalf, but Atal smiles naturally.
"That's enough for you to say. Because we're adventurers in the first place, I'm not going to settle in this city. So I have no problem rubbing with some nobility. Besides, if you have to..."
Use your wife's hand - apparently Atal had an idea, which was turning into a bad smile.