Magic Gems Gourmet

"Bye, Your Highness. You should take this letter and head there. If it's the Baltic word, he shouldn't go under either"

At dawn, Ain is taking a trip to Count Baltic's mansion.

Precious items obtained at short notice. A well-armed blacksmith who can handle a material called a living armor helmet.

I came to introduce you to that. --… The Count Baltic mansion is about 20 minutes away from the inn. It has an impressive snow-country-like roof shape and a building with firewood.

I was wondering if they would heat the room up mainly with demon props, but they use both demon props and firewood stoves because firewood heating, which takes more time, is more aristocratic.

"Thank you, Count."

It was this morning and I woke up and realized it.

'Speaking of which, I hadn't contacted the Count'......

If you think of the position of Prince Wang, you can handle nothing like that. But if I do that, it's not strange that they think I'm taking them lightly, so I'm in a mood to avoid it except in an emergency.

But that's Auxiliary Krone.

Ein will be asking about the blacksmith, yes, he was delivering the letter yesterday.

"... Craftsmanship, I can't really guarantee the language, but if you please go with all your generosity..."

"I don't care because this is the side I ask for. It's a sudden visit, but I appreciate the response."

Well, it's a classic, Ain't I honestly convinced?

Instead, if even a blacksmith could talk to me full of salutations, it would be a little uncut.

"Your Highness. Do you want to go now?

Krone, who would refrain next door, asked Ain about his plans.

According to her, she's been vacant all day today. I have just returned from the former demon kingdom, and I need a vacation if I think of the burden of the knights who accompanied me. That's what I was judging.

"Hmm..."

Chill, I glanced at the view from the window.

The weather is bad in Baltic today. I mean, it's snowblowing hard, that's why walking on purpose can be a hundred million robberies.

"(It's going to take a while, and it's probably a problem later because it's a hundred million bucks...)"

I plan to stay for about a month.

I don't want to waste a day, if that's what you can do.

I just want to take care of my time because it's not a place where I can come lightly.

"Yeah, I'm coming. The weather isn't nice, but time is finite."

As for Krone, I also want him to rest.

But Ein also understood the meaning of the phrase "time is finite".

I can honestly nod if the weather is nice, but there's nothing I can do about all this.

"Then Count Baltic. I'm suddenly sorry about today, I think I can make a good weapon."

"Ha. That's above all. --... It's rough outside, so please be careful"

Get up off the couch and get your coat on from Lloyd, the escort who was behind you.

Lighter than when we headed to the old demon kings' realm, but still came with an excellent coat for cold protection.

"(Well, I'm getting excited about who he is)"

I'm not looking for something like a temple.

But if you heard of a well-armed blacksmith, you were naturally interested in what personality he was.

—— Exit Count Baltic's room and rendezvous with Dill, who was waiting in front of the door.

Aim is the blacksmith's shop that was introduced. With one hand the map we got together, Ain went to the place with four of us.

Aiming for the moment when the snowstorm calms down a little, the four depart from Count Baltic's Hall.

The large amount of snow that touches my face is cold. The snow that hit my face melts and becomes water, and I feel bothered that it drips.

I didn't know that the snow momentum would subside so much that there was no point in wiping it or not.

In the meantime. I managed to keep moving my legs and finally arrived near the blacksmith's shop, which is my destination.

"Everybody okay?

Ain't asking about the three of us.

Like Ein, everyone is in this blizzard.

"Oh, yeah... I still managed to be okay"

"It's a lot easier to walk than on the road to the old demon kingdom... although snowstorms are troublesome inside if you're not used to them"

"It's okay, Master Ain. However, like my father, I am struggling a little with an unfamiliar snowstorm…"

Krone still seems to be the spiciest.

I also suggested sending Krone to the inn first, but I accompany her because she stubbornly refused to do so.

Shouldn't you have forced me to leave you? Ain't gonna regret it by now, but it's too late.

"There won't be much snow in here anymore, so it'll calm you down a bit."

Now Ain is in a narrow neighborhood of buildings. Heavy stone is grabbed and everywhere I look I fall in love with all the craftsmanship buildings.

If the weather were nice, you would even enjoy this view as a sightseeing.

All because of the many buildings lined up like this, it's not snowblowing compared to the place it opened.

So I finally took a breath.

"Lord Krone. Is it close already?"

"Yeah, that's right. There's got to be a little further down this road..."

Lloyd asks me, Krone looking at the map again.

It was worth getting here so well that we arrived nearby without hesitation.

That's the only good news in this bad weather.

"What a name, blacksmith's name"

"Already...... ein? You wanted me to build you a weapon, and you forgot the blacksmith's name?

"... unsightly"

When I was being briefed by Count Baltic. In Ain's head, it was all about new equipment.

For once I tried not to miss hearing the important part, but how I seem to have lost sight of the blacksmith's name.

"Shearling, that's the guy. Now remember that, okay?

"Ugh, yeah I get it...... What a warm name, I'm a little jealous."

Given the current cold, a blacksmith shearling with a name that looks warm. I felt somewhat envious of him.

"Dill, check again, but you need to guard the entrance. All right?"

"I understand, Father. Your father stayed with Ain?

"Ah. I'll escort Master Ain inside."

Though waiting outside, if it's just an area that hasn't snowblown, it won't even shrink to the cold.

In fact, even in the present situation, I don't feel the cold.

"Dear Ein, by the way. May I ask you one thing?

"Mm, what, Mr. Lloyd?"

"Are you deciding what to use for the pattern part of the weapon?

"... Huh?

What, maybe something's missing?

You need something besides living room armor material?

... the feeling that was floating slowly calms me down.

"Dear Ein. Father doesn't have enough words, so let me explain... As I'm sure you know, Ein uses a different material for the patterned part. Material with a strong core and not too heavy. Use it to determine the overall balance of the weapon"

"Oh, you mean... I was wondering if I needed to collect something, like the material in the living room armor..."

Dill's supplementation exhales a soothing breath.

—— but went on. The words he uttered made Ein feel higher than earlier.

"My recommendation is the anterior skull of the" Sea Dragon "… the bone of the part that was protecting the Demon Stone"

"Huh... hey, what's that? Too attractive to suck."

The part that protects the demon stone is in common with any demon, covered in solid outer shells and bones.

It was a part of being made tougher than anywhere else to protect my steeple.

Tighten it to a rare material called living armor with even more rare sea dragon material.

Is there a man in this who doesn't feel romantic? No, I'm sure he won't be there.

"Mm, it's Dill...... sure I may not have had enough words. But I was thinking the same thing about you!

"Father...... please, don't stick around in front of Ain. It's a little embarrassing."

Put your hand on your forehead, son (Dill), who looks frightened.

Ein was delighted to see the two natural figures, which seemed fresh.

"Uh, I'm sorry for the fun... we're here, aren't we?

Blacksmith Shearling, a destination, while enjoying the conversation. I was arriving at his shop.

Confused as to what Krone would do, he told Ein and the others.

"... so let's go in, Dear Ein"

Is that too much to say that you're back to sanity?

I wonder if you remember what I said and did earlier, Lloyd, who just blushes his cheeks a little and encourages him to enter the store.

It's obvious that you're trying to delude yourself around saying 'No, your skin turns red in the cold' on purpose.

"Oh, yeah, okay...... er Dill? I'm sorry I kept you waiting outside. If you can't stand it, go inside and rest Dill."

"Thank you for your concern, Dear Ein. (and I'm sorry your father is so busy)"

The last word was sneaky, and Dill said it so Lloyd wouldn't hear me.

—— I had no complaints as Ein because I was seen fresh of Grayshire parents and children.

The old bone sign is carved with a blacksmith shearling.

Simple naming, but Ein preferred it.

"Sorry to bother you."

Ein knocked on the door and then opened the store door.

I took two of Lloyd's and Krone's and went inside. —— should have.

"You idiot. I'm sorry! You're telling me to shake it with my arms! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Yes, Master! It was your master who said you would be better able to use your legs!? Not another bird! Murder! Murder!

Feathered feet. There are sharp razor claws growing there, around which you can see supple muscles.

When you look at the upper body, the arms grow one big wing at a time.

--... I mean, she's an Inhuman. I've never seen "Harpy" before, but I never thought Harpy was doing a blacksmith.

The cleverly gaveling gavel with its sharp razor claws naturally shows a mismatch in Ain's eyes.

"Ahhh!? There's no way you're saying that. I'm sorry! Just try lifting it with those feathers, you son of a bitch!

Scolding her like that is an inhuman, of course, in the classic dwarf of blacksmiths.

Although it has a small system of about 150 cm, the two successful arms and the toy on the chest are masculine.

The beard was beautifully shaved and the face was overflowing with a masculine charm, as was the body.

"Shh... Master! What do you say!?

Ein and the others were outside the mosquito nets, watching the exchange between the two.

Harpy's girlfriend manages to lift the hammer with her wings and swing it down to the gold floor.

I know you're desperate, but compared to earlier, it's still not powerful enough.

"Tenmei...... lick your blacksmith! How did you swing that out of your heart? Fine legs, so grip it over there and shake it, you bastard! I don't care what you look like!? Ah!?"

"Master! It's going to be the same thing just now! I'm getting a little confused!

Sounds like a pretty unreasonable master, but he would be the blacksmith named Shearling.

Quite a bit of brain muscle condition is overflowing with "rashes" and on the contrary I even learn to be beautiful.

"Oh, uh... okay?

"Ah?... who are you guys, where the fuck did you come from!?

It's nothing but a door.

But, of course, I don't scratch, and then I'm sure it's troublesome.

It seemed like I could enjoy the hassle, but I can't play much today because I have Krone as well.

"I normally came in through the entrance. … I was able to introduce Count Baltic"

"From the entrance, huh? Well, you're right if you ask me... Besides, you can't even go down there without introducing the boy. Well, sit down."

That's how he points his finger, and in that direction an old dining set is placed.

It wasn't even beautiful to flatter, but I wouldn't bother complaining.

"Hey Emmeh! Bring me some tea, please! I haven't seen you in a long time!

"It's Rikai, Master! I'm going!

Make a sound with Purn, and Harpy, known as Emmeh, takes his seat off.

I heard he was a well-armed blacksmith, but I wonder what that means to be a long-time customer.

"You look like you're complaining about something.... I choose customers, no material. That's why it's hard for customers to lean in. Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy."

grandeur and his tough flesh.

Watching that make that confidence seem less overconfident.

"I think I know. I'm Shearling. I'm just a" smart "blacksmith.

Shearling hands when I say hello.

If you look at the hand, the skin is thick and there are a number of octopuses, which is exactly what the artisans do.

Ein responds comfortably to it and shakes hands with Shearling.

"I 'm--"

Let's name ourselves honestly.

That's what I thought, arrowhead, Shearling opens his mouth first.

"It's Prince Wang. It's you. It's Grayshire who's there, and it's the sword of the house that's carrying it. It fits, doesn't it?

After a few blinks, Lloyd smiled and spoke to Shearling.

"... ho. Do you understand, Lord Shearling?"

It is up to the royal family to escort the Greyshire family.

Counting backwards from that means I can understand who this boy is.

"It's up to you to understand. Whatever that sword is, it's my fruit--"

I feel romantic.

Perhaps the father of this shearling could have spoken.

That's why he knew Lloyd's sword at a glance.

Lloyd had similar thoughts and, like Ein, waited for Shearton's next word.

"My fruit's sword!"

Romance could not exist in subtle lines.

I think a real brother could handle it, but I can't say anything about this in 'The Duck'.

In that evidence, behind Ein, both Lloyd and Krone are similarly unblocked in their open mouths.

"Ah? What's going on, you guys? I'm surprised you don't even have a voice?...... haha! By the way, that" cousin "is already dead, too!

He laughs manly, but the surprises he thinks and the surprises Ein and the others get are different in contents. Not much more joke.

"Thank you for waiting, sir! What, that? What is this air?

The disciple Harpy, who was in irrational eyes, returns, but the subtle air remained unchanged.

"I see. You want me to make a sword because I've got good material."

"Yes, it's a rare material, so I wanted to leave it to someone with good arms"

"So Boy introduces you... we got a point."

From the atmosphere earlier to the blacksmith consultation event somehow proceeded.

If that's also the case with blacksmiths, Shearling's attitude is serious in itself.

There is no more joking air than just now. —— though, if you try from Shearling, I'm not going to make a joke out of it.

"I want to see things before deciding whether to get a job.... Ready, Your Royal Highness?

My eyes sharpen and I look at them as if they were going to set the rules.

Ain't afraid to snort at it and put the box he brought on his desk.

"Here, it's got that material in it."

Stored inside are the helmets of the living armor.

If I say so, it is no exaggeration that this is also a national treasure material.

"Can I open it?

"Of course. Look at this and decide if you want to get a job."

Shearling grinning shearlings, listening to Ain.

Behind him, Ememme floats fluffy to see how things are going.

"You're so confident. Is that His Royal Highness Prince Wang? It looks like the material you're bringing in is pretty good."

"... I just got it by accident. I was just lucky."

I can't do it with a word of luck, but coincidence would be right.

Because I wouldn't have met a knight named Marco if I hadn't used the "hand of fantasy" anyway.

"I see. But luck will be important, and I won't hesitate to let you open it."

Shearling reached for the box and put his hand on the lid of the crate.

For some reason, it's funnier to be nervous about Emme floating in the back than Shearling himself.

As we watched together, the contents of the box finally became dew.

"Oh... come on, no way this is"

"And, Master...!

I guess I realized immediately what it was.

I call myself a good blacksmith, of course it's not strange to have knowledge of this material.

"Emmeh. Did you notice that too...?

"Ha ha...!

Is Emme, the disciple, just such a thing?

Blacksmith's apprentice enough to be introduced by the Count. I guess it's shameless knowledge to that...... and that's what I've been thinking so far.

"-- So, Master. Is this it?

That was a word that roared Ain.

I no longer had to think "Exactly" about the intensity of this character in Ememme.