I finished making the food smaller at the warehouse and it was a good time, so I decided to join Saline.

"What can I do for you on Arms Store Street?

"Oh. Next time, I'm moving to our village to meet the woodworkers."

"I wonder what. I can only see a future where your village will grow richer."

Well, that futuristic view can't go wrong.

"And now I'd be happy to have a blacksmith."

I can create most things with earthly magic, but I'm amateur at the taste of design, how it works, etc. You're no match for accumulated experience.

"Zigo, I wonder if you'll come to our village ~"

Oh, is Zigo an arms maker? So, no? What I want is a tool maker.

"Hey, it's Bae."

Something serious, Mr. Chairman. Where'd you go?

"What happened with the Great Mage?

"Mm-hmm. What is it? I don't know. What, that long-haired good-looking guy, is he the archdeacon's mentor? Are you a great magician? Named after?"

"Either way, the Great Mage Master would be the Great Mage Master. Where did the Great Mage come from?

"Oh, no, apparently I misheard you. Forget it."

Apparently, Mr. Long-haired Handsome has a lot of circumstances. That's not what I'm talking about.

"So, why did the archdeacon call the chairman? It's not that relevant."

Well, I guess I'm related.

"No, if that's what you're called, you're not here. I have no idea what it is. What the hell are you talking about?

"Sa 'a. It would be a lot. You, too."

At the end of my gaze stood my beautiful middle-aged man.

The chairman seems to have noticed, and is surprised to see the person with his eyes wide open.

When I immediately turned my eyes back to Middle-aged, I turned to the chairman and laughed niggly.

... I see you say that...

"You're just a light hipster."

A grin that I didn't know was impressive or frightening leaked.

Whatever the chairman who has stopped walking, keep walking.

If you've come all the way down here, it's the courtesy of those who live downstairs to respond.

"Oh, hey, bei!

But it seems the chairman was middle-sized and couldn't beat the pressure from the top and bottom.

... interim management, thank you for your hard work...

"What?

"Hey, what's up, you!

I asked the blocking chairman to tilt his neck.

"Bourbon, good"

Middle-aged people were mildly fond of it.

"Yes, I'm sorry"

Hmm. This is bigger than I imagined.

"Is that Bae?

"Officially, Vibel Facfinie, but when it's hard to call, it's okay to be a bait."

"Bae!"

"I'm saying it's good. I'm just a city guy now."

I don't know what I'm talking about, but you're kidding me about the city people. I don't care what you think.

But, well, you seem to be the one who understands the story by feeling it.

"What do you want from me, Middle-aged?

"Beauty...... oh, no, you did. The name was delayed. I am Carberail."

"Right. Boss, which one of you is going home? I've been worried about you lately."

I asked as I looked at the buckle with the side of the wolf as a crest that turned the branches the middle aged man had laid on his hips.

"Big Daddy? Do you know my grandfather?!?

"I knew you were my grandson. I thought they were similar."

But it doesn't seem to have taken over that ruinous personality.

"You, you even knew the Grand Duke!

"Because you're a traveling grandfather, I've heard a lot about you. Well, you're the grandson. If you're not home, I'll give you a message from your grandfather. Don't worry, I'm fine."

In fact, he's a grandpa who's super healthy enough to stick with him, and he dived in to catch fish with him.

"Well, where's my grandfather now?

"Sa 'a. He said he was going to the Empire, but he was more casual than me, no wonder he went to another continent."

I went to the Empire to say, "Okay," so by now I'll have the ship and I'll be scouring the sky.

"Well, I told him right. Bye."

Hmm. I didn't know you could live up to your promise here. Really, I met luck, Magisgae.