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

I stared at my own hand for a while.

Darya had no idea, but she had the remnants of Black Slime's magic power in her hand.

Although it was only a fraction, it was the magic power of Black Slime.

I wanted to say goodbye if I could, but there was nothing I could do if I was told it might have an impact on my magic power.

And Darya took a light breath, and bowed before the workplace of the tower, and before the shelf.

The big tank in front of me was a fluttering blueslime.

Today, I also absorbed the nutritional liquid of the rice and shined the surface.

[Mizumari], do you understand that I still have the magic power of Black Slime in my hand?

Mizumari---that's the name Darya gave to this blueslime.

I named it after the image of a bowl made of water.

And it came to pass that he was called, that Mizumari came toward Darya.

And it was right in front of my right hand.

Maybe this is because of the magic of Black Slime? Such an idea came to mind, and Darya put her hands on the tank, then slowly moved her right hand to the right, and her left hand to the left.

Perhaps I could tell which hand had the strongest magic power of Black Slime left.

In the middle of the tank, the wormwood trembles loudly like I don't know where to go.

I was worried that I might be embarrassed or even scared like that.

"Well, Mizumari, I won't catch you."

In the meantime, let's get your hands off the tank and give you an extra snack--that's when the slime in front of you rolls up against the cologne.

"Huh...?"

Darya hardens with her hands on the tank.

The glossy blue was split in half and stuck to the glass in front of the right hand and the left hand.

"... split up... um, congratulations...?"

Saying so statically, the two blue slimes shake in response to the sifting.

No, this division is just a coincidence.

I didn't rip it off, I didn't want it to tear it apart, I didn't order it, absolutely.

"Ah, my name... I wonder what to do... with Mizumari No. 1 and No. 2?"

The doorbell rang when the two light blue stops moving.

Darya hurried to the front door.

"Hello, Darya. Did something happen to pick you up?"

As soon as I opened the door, Volff worried me.

“No - I was just a little surprised that my blueslime split right now.”

"Is that blue? Isn't it bad?"

Volff is worried.

However, in the past, the clothes may have been melted and burned, so it should be properly denied.

"It's all right, I'm quiet in the tank." That's right...? "

Looking back at the tank near the wall, the two cats stacked up and down like the mirror mochi of the previous life, and they raised their height.

It may still be the feeling of being one.

However, in some cases, it seems that a cooperation system has been put in place to open the lid.

"Can I check the lid for a second?" Just in case, I have to run away. "

Volff turned to the tank with his fuzzy eyes, so I asked honestly.

This lid can't be opened easily, can it?

“Yes, there is a fastener on top.”

There are several metal fasteners on the top lid of the tank. I can't remove it from the inside. I can't dissolve it, so it won't be a problem.

Volff smiles nicely at the two blueslimes, apparently after seeing it.

”You're not trying to escape with the lid open, are you?”

Even so, the lid still bothers me. Volff was close to the tank for a while.

”Now that we are two, let's not get to zero...” That crushing is the size of Darya's inaudible.

The two blueslimes quit the mushrooming and line up on the floor of each tank.

Now it looks like I'm starting to try to figure out how much flat I can get.

Darya softly put two dried Kraken snacks into the tank.



It took a while to get out, but the two of them left the green tower together.

It was a carriage with the insignia of the Scarfarot family.

I have been put on it many times, but I am still a little nervous.

The day before yesterday, Volff and the two of them, Guido and Jonas, had a polite question attack at the separate residence of the Scalfarot family.

Since Grand Duke Zanardi called out to them at the Imperial Castle, they had no right of veto.

I couldn't help but notice that I was invited to Division 3, and that I was under a thin black slime demon due to unforeseen circumstances.

However, it was not the case with the Black Wind Demon Sword.

Before the expedition, Volff asked Jonas to look at his sword and get permission to use it in his crew.

So I used it, but Jonas could confirm the appearance and sharpness, but I didn't know the durability.

As a result, Volff was very successful in the expedition, and the Royal Castle Magic Tools Production Department began to grant milfeuille to the sword, so that the snowball became a snowman.

When I apologized with Volff, I felt sorry for Jonas for not noticing me.

Therefore, if I made a demon sword in the future, I decided not to try it in the Royal Castle for more than a certain period of time.

Fortunately, there is an exchange between Guido and Uros, the general manager of the magic tool production department, so when Darya's name comes to light, he replaces it with the name of the Scarfarot Armory Workshop.

I thanked Guido for the size of his face and his care.

And then, in the middle of the night, I went back to the Green Tower from the other side of the House of Scalfalotto.

Today, Darya is headed back to the Scarfarot family, and not to the main residence.

It's for a 'casual lunch invitation' from Guido's wife.

The blue oak dress with a semi-dress was worn during the presentation of the expedition stove at the Imperial Castle, and it would not be rude to visit the Marquis's house.

My hair is well put together, my shoes are well polished, and my makeup is very good - I am concerned that the lipstick color is not dark or not removed.

"Darya, you don't have to be so nervous." My brother and Dr. Jonas are present, and my sister-in-law (ahhhh) is not usually a scary person. "

"... 'I'm not usually a scary person' sounds like something scary."

I asked Volff if I could get rid of the tension.

He looked away at the money.

A while ago, your brother and Sensei Jonas trained in a separate house and broke a window in the mansion.

Yes, Sensei Jonas is a great sword, and Master Guido is using the wand at home.

Yeah. There was a time before that when the fire pole was raised enough to look like a neighbor. - If your sister-in-law (ahhhh) is mistaken for something bad, you have to be aware of it first when training, it may interfere with the neighborhood's sleep at night, or why you haven't been told, or why you want to visit the main house in a big way, or something like this, pale, pale...

I thought to myself of him, who was scolded and turned into a dog with his ears down.

And I realized it.

The training before Master Guido and Sensei Jonas, perhaps you used the Dark Night Slash of the Demon Sword and the Ice Spider Staff?

"It's okay because I didn't break the window."

"It's not okay at all..."

It was confirmed that my liking level was negative even before I saw it.

I've been taking Weyburn's fine stomach medicine and my stomach is heavy.

When I put my hand on my stomach, I saw the white ridge of the Scarfarot family.

"Dr. Darya, welcome to the Scalfarot family, Master Volff."

Jonas, who came to pick him up at the stable, said and put his finger on his mouth.

"I've had a lot of trouble for years. Once again-- Welcome home, Volff."

I'm back, Sensei Jonas!

The two greet each other as if they were family.

However, Jonas was no longer seen in the royal castle, but dressed as a servant.

I'm supposed to be a Guardian Knight now, but are you still wearing this part-time? When he thought so, Volff opened his mouth.

"Dr. Jonas, why aren't you wearing your clothes?"

“It's a room dress replacement. It's not damaged and it's a waste, so I'm thinking of wearing it to the Synod."

Jonas was steadfast even when he was adopted by the marquis.

Also, I feel a little empathy for the wasteful spirit.

"Sensei Darya, could you make me a black wind magic sword for the armoury?" I don't need to stack them as much as Volff's, so I'd like to give the blacksmith and magician of the Scarfarot Armory Workshop a tour of the milfeuille. Of course, since the dynasty was finished. "

Yes, I understand.

While telling that story, I proceeded as I was guided.

Towards the end is a three-story mansion with a gray-white wall and a blue roof. It doesn't look like a new building, but I can't see any stains on the exterior walls.

The path from the stable to the doorway is an invisible gray-white path.

Similar to the concrete of the previous life, it was probably made of advanced earth magic.

On the left and on the right are bright green grasses, so the shade was distinctive.

Darya unexpectedly stopped as she walked through the double-open doorway decorated with silverwork in black.

In the wide entrance hall, twelve servants and maids stood in two rows, left and right.

Welcome home, Master Volfford.

Welcome, Master Rossetti.

Darya did not return the greeting in a brilliant voice.

Neither the nobleman's manners book nor the ritual teacher will answer the obedience or the greeting from the maid. If it is another house, he will raise his mouth slightly with an elegant expression.

However, tension is at its peak, and I don't know if the facial expression muscles are working.

An over-sized entrance hall, a dazzling magic chandelier on the ceiling, shiny white marble at the foot, beautiful paintings on the walls, and smiling maids-

All of them were too aristocratic, and I thought I was very out of place.

When I was unveiled at the residence of the Marquis of Gildo, I didn't feel like this, but now I don't know why.

Volff, who was walking diagonally ahead, walked up next to him.

After the golden eyes sway a little, he greets himself with a typical greeting.

"Lady Darya, welcome to the House of Scalfarot."

Volff must be trying to ease his nerves.

However, the outfit is a glossy silk shirt, a dark blue suit, and a black leather shoe with no scratches.

All I can see is the difference between him and him who always comes to the tower.

Volff was soon a high nobleman, and even though he became a baron, he was close to the common people.

Being clearly aware of what is normal here - Darya shakes off her thoughts and makes a smile.

I was invited here as a friend, and I don't want to embarrass him.

Volff opened his mouth again as he tried to straighten his spine and thank him.

"Darya, this is the house where I was born and raised. I'm glad I called you."

It's not a whisper, it's a clear voice.

Volff's little boyish smile was sincere.

So Darya could really smile back, not make a smile.

"Thank you, Volff." I'm glad to hear it, too. ”