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

This Big Frog (Big Frog) crusade was above expectations.

No longer a flying big frog, an estimated 550, rather than jumping the swamp. About 10% more than last year.

Every year it's supposed to be about the size of a medium-sized dog, but it grew fuzzy bigger than last year because of the heat this year, the bait.

If this moves to the villages and fields around the Wang capital, it will be devastating. Immediately, a full crusade was decided.

The key to this attack is the Mages who are good at fire magic.

In the woods and Kingdoms, fire magic is difficult to use due to the risk of extended burning.

This time it was just an opportunity to be active, and I did not hesitate to tap the magic of the flames into the wide marshes.

Naturally, the big frog (Big Frog) tries his best to escape. What was not burned by the flames became a dark green shadow and jumped into the sky, rising to land.

Demon Crusade Squad slaps and puts the big frog up on the shore into a big hole. To prevent the plague, the Magic Instructor in charge of flames who was waiting will burn and the Magic Instructor in charge of soil will cover the soil.

Gecko! and screams similar to screams, massive deep green or true green big frogs flying into the blue sky (Big Frog). Magic of fireballs and fire spears running between them, disturbing swords and spears.

Occasionally, a big frog fell on top of knights and magicians on land, and the voices of people like crushed frogs were also raised.

In the sight of your ladies about to graduate, if you reduce the number somewhat, now gather the burnt big frogs in mud.

Ultimately, a number of large tsunamis emerged beside the marshlands.

When the last tsuka was buried, the day slanted, so tired that no one could joke.

Even if I knew what it was about, I felt it smelled pretty good because everyone was feathery enough to continue working without lunch.

Everyone finally moistened their throats with wine in the camp where they finally moved with a strain of fatigue.

Sit around the fireworks in a group and start preparing a small dinner.

"You should come to crusade sooner next year..."

"Not at all. I didn't know it was bigger than it was last year... but the investigation team reported the same thing last year."

"I'd like to destroy them early in the spring."

"Now they say there are too many bugs in the swamp..."

Griselda, deputy captain with a slight blue face, sighed deeply.

Honestly, I really want to take off this raw, stinking armor of frogs as soon as possible.

Before the bonfire, as I tried to grab the black bread and dried meat, the sound of the copper clam rang high. And a few seconds late, 'Here comes the demon!' And the watchman lifts up his voice.

Everyone immediately stood up with a weapon.

From the forest in front of me came an unwanted guest, using the sound of breaking a vacillation and a branch as an appearance song.

Forest serpent (Forestrasnake).

The giant enough to look up is deep green, only the belly side is thin green.

Bringing the sickle, that was it, just like the height of a forest tree.

Are you attracted to the smell and heading towards the swamp, or have you been followed by the speech of the crew?

He's happy with a lot of prey, and stares at this one with a dark green tongue out of his chiru chiru.

"Damn, I wish I had gone to the swamp around yesterday and eaten as many big frogs (Big Frogs) as I wanted!

"It's late to come out. Just a little less of our work..."

"It's late by now! The frogs have already struggled to collect and bury them!

I'm sorry for the Forest Serpent (Forestrasnake), but half the crew were already drinking in a state of empty stomach, strong thirst.

The odds of encounter are rare (rare) and few survivors are afraid of forest serpents (Forestrasnakes).

But for those who are here, they are only the ones who stand in the way when they finally show up to eat from now on.

To a prey that shows no fear at all, the Forest Serpent, as an act of intimidation, slaps his tail to the ground.

The crew avoided it cleverly, but the soil was brilliantly soiled in the fireworks, as well as in the black bread and dried meat that had already been served.

"Oh, hey, I'm coming back"

"I'm gonna mince it"

"Hey, did you eat a forest serpent?

"I don't think it was poisonous, but at this point, let's try"

Those who smile cold, those who do not hide their anger, those who seem intrigued, those who say without expression.

We're all in a fighting position together for now.

He felt the Forest Serpent was more in danger of his life as the demon conductor and his crew approached him.

When I stopped threatening and flipped, I was there at some point, eye-to-eye with a faceless man.

"Why did you come to the camp...... I hate frogs but I hate snakes more...... water spears (water lance)!

A spear unleashed by Griselda at full force penetrates the body of the forest serpent deeply and stitches it to the ground.

An absolute majority versus only one, an earlier visible battle began.

"What happened?

"They say there's one Forest Serpent (Forestrasnake) out there"

Well, there's no problem.

I went out of my tent once with the sound of copper, but I just went back far-sighted to the sight of Forest Serpent (Forestrasnake) being octopus beaten by a large number of crew.

"Wolf, hey, you, that's the second one?

"Yeah, we need to keep it together..."

A young man who keeps a piece of paper on a wooden board on his lap, where he spells out his disappointment and letters.

Next to it is Randolph, who writes with dried meat.

"Wolframe, give me a second piece of paper, too"

The captain speaks from across the street, and Wolfe hands it over.

"Sorry, not much paper. I've only brought ten, so when I write for seven..."

"Drino, get me all the spare parchment from the recorder."

"Got it. I'm coming."

Currently, there are seven people in this tent who use five-finger socks and a dry laying.

Each of them even wrote a report, looking at the shoes and feet that they had occasionally lost or taken off.

At first, Wolfe planned to hear about the feeling of use, but soon realized that it was not possible.

"The drying function of both is very good! It doesn't come off, it doesn't stick, it doesn't itch."

"The water bug didn't hurt as much as it ever did. I was only thinking about the big frog (Big Frog)"

"It was sarcastic, you don't have to worry about sweat, it's great for waterworm control!

"Great five-finger socks, no deviation across swamps or stepping into demons"

"I hope it has a long length, if possible to the knee"

"We should mass produce it right away"

Six people start talking at the same time, each with a different claim, so I can't keep up with the speed of writing at all.

I have spoken so that I can write my own report, and I am in my current state.

"What does Wolf say?

"It feels great to use, but the first one. Hope from the second one. I want a little more heel strength. And I want reinforcement at my thumbnail, or something. Because strengthening your body often opens holes."

"If you apply strength magic, can't you apply the grant of dry magic?

"Oh. So I was hoping I could twist there or maybe have the whole thing woven with a little stronger yarn"

While having a conversation with Randolph, Wolff can't rest his hands.

Across the street, the captain and senior knight are sipping wine and looking at the paper.

"It was just a little tight for me, so I need to increase the size for each crew..."

"I've tried taking my socks off, but just laying them dry seems to work pretty well. Socks also have a preference for wearing, so I think it would be better to pay for them separately, rather than as a set."

"Right. How many more will be needed in the team..."

No one pointed out that the story was already out of the feeling of use and wearing.

"Right...... this is how much quantity I want, in the order of purchase...... what about the price and delivery consultation with the other party?

The oldest member of the crew will write in the form of official documents with exposure to parchment paper.

The captain only gave a big nod, although the title was "A Plan for the Introduction of Five-Finger Socks, and Drying Laying in the Demon Crusade Squad".

"Wolf, you said your friend made this, merchant?

"Magician. And the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce is doing it."

"That's amazing. Good, 'cause I think it's gonna be a big deal."

"Oh, I'm looking out for you, so I'd be happy to give it back to you at all"

A red-haired, green-eyed woman floating behind Wolf's brain.

Five-finger socks and drying laying would be a big deal, and she would be quite happy with that if the profits were up.

But the happiest part, I'm sure, is not there.

Freed from sweaty, hard traveling shoes, safer stepping into battle, and feeling good to wear - that there are those who have become comfortable with their magic aids and those who have smiled.

This must be where Darya would be pleased.

So I want to politely deliver it to her.

"Hey Wolf, that's the fifth one. Isn't it hard for you to read...?

Words of worried friends did not reach his ears.