Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

After traveling by carriage for a while, I saw the high stone walls surrounding the King's capital.

Dahlia is relieved by the tower covered with the grass (Tsukusa) that she has seen there.

Green Tower - That's what people who know, it's an old stone tower.

Darya has lived here with her father since she was a young child.

Since my father's death I have lived alone and this is where I came out this morning for my marriage.

I could also live in this tower, but Tobias stuck to his house in the central district. It was his argument that to make and sell more magic guides, it was better to be close to commercial guilds and the Chamber of Commerce, his own home.

The grounds of the tower are surrounded by brick walls slightly higher than the heights of adult men.

In the cut part of the wall was a bronze gate, wide enough for the carriage to pass through.

Once Dalya gets off the carriage, she touches part of the gate. That alone opened the gate automatically when left or right.

"It's convenient to see this again and again."

"I hope this is all the shipping guild doors......"

This gate opens only with the light touch of the registered person.

In and out of the warehouse, the tighter the door, the longer it takes to open and close. The automatic opening and closing of doors, rather than the gates, would be a function that I would like considerably more from the people of the shipping guild.

Even the gates of the royal castle and high nobility have automatic opening and closing ceremonies, but that one needs a janitor and a good amount of demonic stones. But to the best of Darya's knowledge, this gate has never been particularly supplied with demonic stones, nor has it been managed.

Dalya's grandfather, who designed and installed this gate, did not do any blueprints or oral handouts. How it works and how it works, you have to dismantle the gate once to confirm it.

My father died before that, telling me to figure it out in time.

"I made this. My grandfather left me no blueprints or anything. If I can figure out the mechanism and design it, I'll go sell it to the shipping guild first."

"I'm hoping."

"I'm waiting from the bottom of my heart!

Smiling back at her voice, which was too serious, Darya got off the carriage and unlocked the tower. This is the key to normal metal.

That's how the luggage began to be carried.

Many transport guilders can use magical physical enhancement.

Dahlia lifts, spicy heavy boxes, and furniture, gently lifts up the tower stairs. Less baggage is quickly transported.

"That's it all. Okay, I need your autograph."

"Thank you, so much for your help."

When they sign the work confirmation documents, the transport guilders greet Darya and return to the carriage.

Only Marcella remained on the spot.

"You don't have dinner today, why don't you come and eat at home?

"Thanks, but I have some preserved food, and I want to finish the load by the end of the day."

"... don't push it too hard"

When I tried to get out in front of the gate and drop him off, Marcella returned to the carriage once and handed me a larger hand.

Inside was Dahlia's favorite walnut bread and red wine.

"Give this to me if Darya says she's not coming home, Irma said."

"Thank you. You're a really good wife."

"And you're a good friend."

"Yep..."

Twist, the back of my nose hurts.

But if I cry here, I'm sure Marcella will try to take me home. I definitely don't want to cause any more trouble.

Irma has a good mind.

I'm sure I stuck in the tower today and expected not to come out even if I invited you.

Irma is Darya's childhood friend. He originally lived in a house near this tower, apprenticed in the Central District to become a hairdresser and met and married Marcella.

Whether Darya goes to college or Irma goes to her daughter-in-law, she treats me like nothing ever changes. That was more than anything I could thank Darya for.

"Because I'm just going to clean up. Come to dinner with Irma when you're settled."

"Oh, let me do that"

I managed to make an expression, and Dalya dropped off the carriage.

If I sat here and was depressed, I felt like I was losing, and Dalya started putting her luggage back from one end.

Return the contents of the box to the laboratory and warehouse on the ground floor and put the contents in your own room, closet and dresser on the third floor.

I felt like using the closet and dresser as it was, so I decided to cut the seal on the scented soap I liked and keep some of that in. You'll have your favorite scent in a few days.

There is no sin in things, and the furniture my father cherished, so I decided to forget about it later.

It was already too midnight when I finished all the loading and storage.

Darya decides to have a late dinner in the living room connected to the kitchen upstairs.

Sit on the couch, drink wine and grab the walnut bread. Bread full of fragrant walnuts was common with red wine.

When you have finished eating walnut bread, serve nuts and dried fruit from a bag of preserved food for emergency use.

And Darya went on to drink wine.

What a busy day.

Engagement destroyed at my new home the day I moved. Procedures at the guild and move back to the tower.

Today, the most surprising thing is Tobias's affair.

Seriously, he would make a pretty good husband if he got married, he could do it with me as a magician, that's what I thought.

I never had a passionate romantic expression or anything, but I hoped that we would be together peacefully.

Probably liked it a lot.

But for Tobias, I was just not a romantic or loving person.

You can't cry.

Drink wine in a glass and grab dried fruit.

Even though I was terribly tired, my tears didn't seem to come out.

Ever since we got engaged, we've talked about the magic equipment, the work we've done together, the delivery and the consultation of quotes - otherwise, it's like I can't remember.

Oh, yeah.

I still didn't love Tobias.

I finished one bottle of wine and could only cry a little, not because of the breakup, but because I remembered my father.

The rest must be too much red wine.