Magi Craft Meister

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Jin? My name is Laurenz and I'm the head of this caravan."

It was Laurenz who spoke to Jen as he looked around the outdoor shop.

"Oh, thank you for this. Yes, I'm Jin."

"That's good. May I have a moment?

"Yeah, fine, but what?

"No, I heard you were a good magic engineer. I wanted to talk to you."

Having said that, Laurenz invited Jen into one of the cars.

There was a little living space in it, and a table and chairs were set up so that business could be negotiated.

"Can I get you something to drink? Some tea, some juice, some wine."

"Oh, well, then, with tea"

"Okay."

Laurenz put his own tea leaves in the pot and poured hot water.

The nostalgic scent tickles Jen's nasal cavity.

"... green tea, is it?

In the words Laurenz stared into Jen's face.

"You know very well. I don't know if you can tell by the smell, but I think you're used to drinking. How are you from? Is it the south?

"No, I'm not sure..."

"Oh, speaking of which, the village chief told me. He collapsed by the fountain."

Laurenz spins his words without precipitation, placing his tea in front of Jen.

"Sounds like it. I don't remember. When I realized it was the village chief's house."

"Ho."

Lawrence takes a sip of tea himself. Seeing that, Jen also got a drink of water.

"Oh, yummy"

Nostalgic green tea flavour and aroma. It should only be about ten days since I last drank it, but Jen felt it tasted so nostalgic.

"That's good. … so, let me get down to business"

"Yes."

"I'm a merchant, so I'm always looking for a product that's going to sell."

"Yeah, I get it"

Jen hammered.

"That's Mr. Jin there. You said you didn't know where you were from. I think that means you don't have the knowledge around here."

"I see."

"So, to conclude first, I was wondering if you could give Mr. Jin some information about something that might sell. Of course, I'll pay for the idea."

This was a desirable development, though not necessarily a ship for Jen to cross.

We are likely to be able to make money while gathering information about this world.

Jen decided to ask her if this kind of thing was made, whatever she could think of.

They say there are lighters, refrigerators, and insulated mugs.

The hot water heater and water boiler are also luxury products.

"It's expensive in this country because you can barely pick demonic crystals (Magi crystals). As a result, Magic Crystals are also expensive to use."

Laurenz explained to Jen so.

"Hmmm......"

A little troubled Jen.

And for now, I thought about changing the subject.

"And you have a 'splendid' golem."

"Ha, ha"

"How can you use a heavy labor golem to tow a carriage… no, a luggage car?

"... what does that mean"

For a moment, I felt Laurenz's face tense, Jen, but I don't care to continue ahead.

"No, it means as it is. If the Magic Crystal is expensive and the Magic Instrument is expensive, how much is the Golem worth? I was wondering if that's why we're going to need a national budget."

……

"Perhaps the escort is also a golem, but I thought it was rather scattered that five, not one, were owned."

Lawrence was incomprehensible with regard to a young man named Jin in front of him.

I know green tea. This means that there is a considerable upper-class presence, or a connection with someone in that position.

But he was also known to be a human being, and he had no idea of a person named Jin.

Even if that was a pseudonym at all, I don't remember any of these people talking face to face.

Dark-eyed brunettes, if they look very rare, should have stayed in the corner of their memory even if they just saw each other.

The degree of confusion increases even more as we continue to talk.

I tried putting on a product that was going to sell. I thought this would give me a glimpse of the knowledge of a person named Jin.

But the result is.

The words lighter, fridge, insulated mug, water heater, water boiler, etc came out.

All of this is something you can't make without an advanced Magic Engineer.

And all the magic engineers (Magi engineers) in this country are controlled by this country. No, it's supposed to be.

However, this magic engineer named Jin (Magi Engineer) is free. Impossible.

And furthermore, a bomb by Jen is dropped.

The question is, "Why does a merchant own a golem?"

Until then, Lawrence explained that magic crystals (Magi crystals) are very expensive, as are magic tools.

With that in mind, a man named Jin broke out that the Golem was worth the state budget grade.

This means that a magic engineer named Jin (Magi Engineer) has' quite a bit 'of knowledge about the golem.

And instead of "quite so" in that next word, it turns out to be "quite familiar".

Because I said I would go with the escort.

That the golem that can be escorted is not a low-level golem that can only perform the simple tasks ordered.

I mean, when it comes to attacking foreign enemies, you can't escort them unless you have as much autonomy as you can act with words like 'get rid of' or 'repel' alone.

A freelance magic engineer (Magi Engineer) who knew so much... Laurenz further increased his level of vigilance.

……

Jen was confused. To a merchant named Lawrence in front of me, not.

to the technical standards of this country rather than this world….

So, as we were talking, I came up with a big question, and I decided to ask it.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Lawrence, do you know anything about countries outside this continent?

"What!? How did you do that?

For some reason, Lawrence's behavior became even more suspicious, so Jen ate.

"Mr. Lawrence, did I hear something wrong?

Laurenz cannot help but be puzzled by Jen, who has asked questions about this pandoor continent, 'The Other Continent'.

The content of the question is disjunctive.

No, to be precise, the 'level' of the question is.

When I think about asking a child what they know, I say something like a leading magic engineer (Magi Engineer).

Even with the Lawrence of Haiqian Mountain Thousand, a man named Jen could not understand.

And the words that came out of Laurenz's mouth at the next moment were such that I wondered if even the person who said them was sane.

"Mr. Jin, where are you from?