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

When Dahlia and the others left the large working room, they moved to another room at the end of the aisle.

"This one, I'd love to see Chairman Dalya for once -"

The room you entered is about the size of a classroom in the college.

The four workbenches were lined with a number of prosthetics and prosthetics, and there were magic conductors working on the machining in the back.

Next to the nearest table, a well-fitted middle-aged knight and a green-haired magic conductor are talking.

"So I want you to put in another step or two, strong wind magic."

"This is still getting pretty strong. I know you want speed, but I don't know if this is any more..."

What a troubled face demon conductor has is a light blue-green prosthetic.

The knight across the street doesn't have his right hand under his elbow. But the disappointed body, it seemed, was very knightly.

"A faster acceleration of the sword would make it easier to drop the demon's neck. Now it's time to drop the head of this handful of Minotaurs!

The talking knight looked back unexpectedly and closed Zhu's eyes to Wolf.

"Wouldn't it be Volfredo! After a short stretch of your back again."

"Long time no see, seniors! Looking good, above all."

Wolfe gave it back in a happy voice. Apparently, he's a senior in the Demon Crusade Squad.

The knight introduced himself and said a stereotypical greeting and looked at himself slightly strangely.

Deciding that I would be the only one in this meeting, Dalya returns her name.

My name is Dariya Rossetti, and I'm calling you a consultant to the Demon Crusade Squad.

"Oh, you, uh! I've heard a lot from Bernige!

After suddenly being approached one step closer, he was well told the momentum. The force makes me wander unexpectedly.

"I'm surprised you're such a cute little lady. As far as I can tell, I thought you were a scary woman who drinks the crew with one hand of magic equipment... No, excuse me"

I don't know what to say to a man who laughs brightly at his heels.

What the hell does Berniege tell you about himself? I'm getting very anxious.

"Today we are guiding Chairman Dalya through the Magic Instrument Production Department. May I ask you for an explanation regarding the magic guide prosthetic hand?

Carmine put out a help ship for me. I think he is a very capable interim manager.

"I'm getting a little modification of the Magic Instructor's Hand at the Scalfalot Armoury for me here. Of course, I have my own permission. I want to be back in the squad by spring."

"We placed wind magic on this magic guide's prosthetic hand in order to strengthen it. Even amateurs without physical enhancement already have bricks that are strong enough to smash. However, if I can use it safely..."

Convinced by a green-haired demon conductor with no light eyes.

I guess it's after he was forced to wish for it even after explaining the danger and granting it without doing anything about it.

What if it's a liability issue?

"It's okay, I won't hold you responsible. Those who use it, including injuries, are self-liable if anything happens, and don't they all put in paperwork"

I got a headache for a knight who says with a laugh.

They do the same thing to other knights who use Magic Instruction prosthetics and Magic Instruction prosthetics.

Should I talk to Berniege in time, or should I tell Grato?

I'm worried about whether I should ask Jonas before that.

"All those who wish to return are aiming for demonic enemies. I want you to put stronger wind magic in this magic guide so we can discuss more than one. Whatever it takes, I'll pay for it myself, and I'll bring in whatever material I need."

"But at the moment it's still dangerous no more"

"I'm the one who uses it, no problem. All you have to do is make it."

There are so many problems.

A sword of increased speed with the magic of the wind would certainly be more powerful. But it also increases the danger.

As long as it hurts my muscles. Shoulder dislocation, back muscle rupture, etc., are also possible.

No matter how much potion there is, if you keep doing that, your body will go crazy.

"Senior, why don't you get used to your body here once before you adjust? If anything happens..."

"You're grown up, too. I used to say I was worried all around me."

Even though Wolfe is worried about it and recommends getting used to it, it's like there's no sign of listening. I'm laughing and trying to flush it.

In his previous life, in the name of his own hope, Dahlia bites his lips, recalling a customer who has pressed for an improvement in the impossibility of increasing danger.

I don't want you to try to improve product performance at the expense of safety.

That is not where the maker aspires.

"Um! When using the Magic Instructor's Forceps, I think if the left and right balance is too different, it will put a heavy strain on your right shoulder and back, which will lead to pain in your body later"

"... well, you have to think about that too"

Unfortunately, Dalya is relieved by the man who seems convinced.

The magician in charge in front of me also seems to have finally lost his shoulder strength.

"Balance between left and right......"

The little crushed knight raised his face and smiled thoughtfully.

"Just cut off your left hand and use both arms with prosthetics (this)! Wouldn't that be the strongest!

"What do you mean!

I accidentally shouted out loud at a man bragging about terrible thoughts.

I didn't create a magic guide prosthetic arm to do that.

Families and friends will mourn, even if the attack speed increases, even if the person is good, such as cutting off healthy arms and using them as a magic guide prosthesis.

"Isn't it an important body for you and your family! What are you going to do, grieve around you! It's another thing to make up for the injured part with a magic guide and replace the cursory arm!

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

"Darya, around..."

Wolf pulled his arm gently.

Hold your mouth down as a, but you can't go back on what you said.

After roughing up my voice, I said something very rude.

Many people in this world have a mild sense of injury, thanks to the healing magic.

Because of the many severe injuries, the Demon Crusade Force feels particularly paralyzed.

I just told this knight to take care of his body, and maybe he won't get through.

What I also said to my father and didn't get - that reminds me, I just regret it.

"Cursory arms, or..."

Darya turns to apologize to him as he turns back in a low voice.

But it was the knight in front of me who lowered his head first.

"Boulder, the advisor that the captain knelt down and begged. Please forgive me for insulting such a young lady."

"Yes?"

When he answered unseen, the knight nodded one person deeply.

"Forgive me, it hurts. Cursory arm - Dr. Rossetti is right. It was my lack of training. Left hand from here, no, let's build this body up, enough to match this magic guide prosthetic, 'Wind Grasp'!

I want you to wait a lot, that's not what I said.

And who gave that name?

"The Magic Instructor" Wind Grasp "......!

Next to my panicking self, an exclamation sounded.

The golden eye gleams, you don't have to see it.

I wanted you to help me solve the misunderstanding, but I guess I'll just have to give it up.

"Wolframe, if you're an exorcist, it's called Running in the Sky."

"I think they're both very good names!

"I would! Everybody cheer up when you decide! Other things that each of us uses, we used to name women we fell in love with - wohon."

Pretend you can't hear the words you stopped with a lousy cough.

Individual names of magic tools are the freedom of the user.

I don't intend to snap my mouth, so please don't put it in my ear.

As I turned away from the conversation between the two, a large bone entered my eyes on the work desk.

"Is this a green horse (green hose)?

"Yes. It's a male forefoot. However, the stock of green horse (green hose) bones has recently decreased, and now the Demon Crusade Squad is looking for a graveyard."

"Looking for a graveyard, is it?

"Yeah, Green Horses (Green Horses) act in flocks, but they have a certain number of individuals coming to an end in a determined area. It will be imitated like grave vandalism, but the bones of the green horse (Green Horse) have deteriorated slowly since his death, so I'm asking you to bring it back. It takes years to grow big, and it's used quite heavily as a horseback riding -"

The magic conductor who was frowning at the knight explained it to me all the time here.

It's a peaceful and better way than to win a live green horse (green hose).

Unfortunately, it's not something other demons can do.

There are many fast deteriorating materials, and most would be demons that don't have graveyards or anything like that.

The slime closest to Darya, for example, cannot create a graveyard.

In case there was one, all that remained was - I cut it off because it seemed like it was going to be some kind of scary idea.

A neighboring jild stares at the bones of a green horse (green hose) with its amber eyes.

After all, I guess you feel a little sorry for me.

"Instead of defeating demons, has the Demon Crusader begun to reveal himself to his grave? Exactly the demon enemy."

"Di, Dear Jildo..."

Exactly, but wouldn't it be a bad way to put it?

Fortunately it was a whisper, the knights and Wolfe kept talking too, so it didn't seem to sound like the magic conductors in the back.

But the magician in front of him unnaturally distracts his gaze, and Carmine endures with a coughing trick.

There was no way to stop him verbally, and Darya looked at Zildo with troubled eyes.

He doesn't even laugh slightly and goes on with his words in his true face.

"It's cheaper than purchasing. For a limited budget, do your best."

The resentment against the demons (oozing) was also with the treasurer of the royal castle.