Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

On the day we left for the castle, the butler picked us up in a luxurious carriage. In the luxurious carriage, I was distracted by the pain in the Beryl Kingdom and received a high-level ID card. When I arrived at the castle and met the king, Mel became irreparably tempered. I'm very anxious about the future, even though we haven't even started talking yet.

"Did she really build this?"

The king, who was surprised when he checked the degenerate version of Damascus ingot, asked me if I could believe it.

That's the king. He's switching fast.

But in a way, it's a very rude question.

I couldn't believe that such a little girl had built a degenerate version of Damascus.

It's just... I can't say it's rude in this case.

Looking at Mel with a wandering expression, she said bumps and jumped her heart somewhere. Looks like you've escaped the real world through the tensions.

Yeah. I know what Mel actually built. I mean, what if I saw him like this? Did you think Mel built it? I think I'm going to miss it.

It is only natural that the king should have doubts.

"... yes, she definitely made it."

"... I see."

The king's expression had not changed, but it seemed that he was somehow troubled.

Maybe you can't honestly believe what I'm saying. The powerful are tough.

"Hmm. Dolgem, from that side, what about Damascus?"

I waved to the dwarf man who the king was looking at with unbearable eyes.

"Excuse me."

Whoa... even though the words are polite, I'm afraid of my behavior. The moment the king called out, he was approaching the deteriorated version of Damascus with tremendous momentum and quickly took it into his hands.

If it wasn't for this situation, you'd be mistaken for stealing. No, it's usually okay to do something like that near the king.

... don't look good. Somehow a knight waiting by the wall is standing behind a dwarf with a sword in his hand. If you do something suspicious, you're going to kill me?

Huh? I was careful because it suddenly moved, but Yuta didn't seem to have anything to do with it.

And in time, part two.

Sylphy, who was supposed to be behind him, was next to him sometime.

Then, in response to Sylphy's move, Barrotta became in a hurry and began to cast some kind of spell.

"Ah, it looks like I'm calling something." I'll go there a little bit.

The intermediate spirits of the dirt that was thriving in the world with Dine and the others seemed to be hanging out and heading towards Barotta.

It was a chain reaction that made me look like I was watching a piercing switch.

"I'm sorry, I made a bit of a noise."

No, I'm a little surprised, but I'm fine.

It was interesting in a way. I don't think so.

When the king raised his hand lightly, the knight drew his sword and returned to the wall, but Barrotta stared harshly at Silphy as she moved.

The king doesn't know the signs of the spirits, so he probably doesn't have a perfect grasp of the current situation. That's why Mr. Barrotta is so vigilant.

What would you do if I made a disturbing move? A normal spirit magician can't deal with it so quickly, can he?

"Fufu, Yuta. Actually, right now, the man who is hiding and watching us is holding the lever of the pitfall nervously. When I get a signal, it's ghahahah."

Sylphy, that's not funny.

But I understood what you were going to do. Maybe Barrotta has the authority to trigger the pitfalls.

It's not wrong for Barrotta-san to be wary of the movement of spirits, because he will meet with me, the spirit mage.

Well, I don't think Mel or I can handle the pitfalls, so I don't mind if you say that, but the relationship with the kings seems awkward, so I'd like you not to hurry up.

Ah, to talk to the intermediate spirits of the soil that won't come back, Deane and the bells are at Barotta's place... and Barotta is in a terrible panic.

Wait a minute, the pitfall will trigger.

Belle and the other spirits seemed to show great signs anyway, so Barotta-san's mood would not be stylish.

I thought you were on the verge of triggering a pitfall. Sylphy, please.

"I wanted to see where the pitfalls move, but I can't help it." Dine, Belle and the others should return to their original positions and wait. If you move now, it's going to be a hassle. "

Sylphy, who understands my gaze for help, stops Dine and the others from acting.

Sylphy understands my feelings with her gaze, but if I hadn't asked for help, I'd have watched the pitfalls go off.

Please, stop prioritizing curiosity in this situation.

And that dwarf over there.

Your devious behavior almost dropped me into a pitfall, but what can you do?... I didn't even notice the urgency of the situation at the time, and I'm investigating the degenerate version of Damascus as if to bite in.

Maybe he was killed, maybe he didn't realize it or the dust.

"I'm sorry. This is Dorghem, the royal palace blacksmith, but I can't help but worry about Damascus, a man who is blind to blacksmithing and metal." I'm sorry, but let me see it. "

Have you noticed my stunned gaze? The king himself introduced me to the Dwarf man and explained the situation to me.

The person himself is not at all obsessed with the degenerate version of Damascus, but even if it is light, is it okay to behave like a king to apologize?

It doesn't look like it's going to be okay.

I feel angry from the butler who came to pick me up, the knights by the wall, and the sorcerer-like people.

I'm not so sharp, so I'm pretty mad at you.

I don't think it's going to be a terrible thing because it seems like a great position as a master of the royal palace blacksmith, but the fierce sermon and some sort of punishment would be definite.

“It's mixed with metal, why is this happening?”

For some reason, Dolgem-san was obsessed with the degenerate version of Damascus, muttering to himself.

But that's true, isn't it? The Damascus Steel I know was a laminated structure, but the Nomos version of Damascus was clearly different.

It seems to be Damascus steel in the fantasy world where there are sorcery and spirits.

I could not understand the explanation, so I am convinced that it is because it is a fantasy.

I'm convinced that most things are fantasies, so recently the word fantasy seems like a magical word.

“So, Dolgem, what's the performance of that degenerate Damascus?”

……

... Dorghem completely ignored the king's words. No, it's better not to hear it than ignore it.

There is indescribable air flowing through the room.

That's true, isn't it? The king has been ignored. If you're bad, you're rude to the death penalty.

Ah, the butler took the degenerate version of Damascus from Dorghem.

Mr. Dolgem raised his face with an angry expression.

And Dolgem-san finally noticed the cold gaze from around him.

Dolgem-san understands that he has messed with something and turns into an awkward expression.

“Well, we'll talk about Dolgem later. So, what about Dolgem?"

You're not allowed to talk about it, you're allowed to talk about it later.

Well, it definitely makes me angry. No, it would be a terrible level if I just got angry.

"Hah, I'm sorry." First of all, this metal is definitely going to follow the course of Damascus. It is also true that it is a degraded version that does not extend to the real thing. It is unlikely to be able to withstand the performance of rare metals such as misrill, orihalcon, and adamantite. However, compared to other metals, one head, or three or four heads, are missing. It's a metal with considerable performance..... "

Mr. Dolgem initially bowed his head in reflection and began to explain, but while he was explaining, it seemed that the contents had gotten hotter and more professional, and it was becoming unstoppable.

The extension of sermon time will be definite.

“Yuta, are you going to leave this degenerate Damascus formula to the country?”

Ignoring Mr. Dorghem, who kept talking, the king came to talk to us. Ah, Dolgem-san was stopped by the butler and turned pale again.

You should be careful if it turns pale, but if you can do it, you won't ignore the King.

I am very sad.

Oops, if Dolgem-san is distracted, I'll ignore the king too.

I know you won't be mad at me, but it's disgusting to ask for Mel's back.

"It contains parts related to the secret of spiritual magic, so it is difficult to entrust the production method to you"

At first, I thought of throwing it all around the country.

If it is correctly admitted that Mel developed the degenerate version of Damascus, it will be an honor, and it will not be considered as sweet because it is a woman.

Known for their good skills, they will be more dangerous than they are now, but they will be considerably safer than keeping their methods secret. I may not even need a shield behind the king.

But listening to Nomos and Mel, I gave up throwing the whole thing.

Even though it's not as good as the real thing, it seems that making a degenerate version of Damascus ingot will require a lot of delicate work.

You'll need to communicate meticulously with a first-class sorcerer, or fire and earth spirit.

I couldn't be a first-rate sorcerer right from the start.

Even if the country can prepare human resources, there is no way I can explain the blacksmith I used magic for that human resource.

Mel might be able to do the blacksmithing part, but it would be difficult to do with the magic.

And the spiritual magic is the reason why I gave up on subtle communication with the spirit.

If I teach, I will definitely increase the stock of spirit magicians, so I have troubles, but teaching it leads to a way to use the spirit for bad things.

I cherish Mel as a disciple, but I am grateful for that, and I can't use innocent floating spirits and junior spirits for weird things.

Well, I'm curious about the secret as well?

I guess so.

But I can't teach you.

Now, this is where the negotiations begin. Dolgem-san has lost his temper somehow, but let's get back in the mood and win some good results.