Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Mel forged a degenerate version of Damascus in front of a bunch of blacksmiths. The blacksmiths of the Labyrinth City stare at the blacksmiths who use the spirits that cannot be blackmailed by ordinary blacksmiths. Even the leading blacksmiths used spiritual magic that they could not understand just by looking at it. This will establish Mel's position in the Labyrinth City.

"Huh. I did, but I'm tired."

While the guild was stilled by the charm of the finished Damascus, Mel told her she was fatigued as she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

I promised you a tiring performance, but isn't that a tiring performance? No, why don't you go ahead and declare yourself tired?

... I told you I was tired, so let's do it. You don't look too tired, but I told you you're tired, so you're tired.

But let's not let Mel act in the future.

Anyway... why are you so quiet?

At first, the blacksmiths were making a lot of noise, but from the middle of the day, they silently observed Mel's blacksmithing. I know this far.

As a craftsman, I must have become obsessed with unknown technology. But when I see the finished product after blacksmithing, I think I should give a lot of thoughts about awesome, unbelievable, amazing, etc.

There was no reaction to Mel, so I was confused and the behavior became suspicious.

Guildmaster, you can prove it, right?

I couldn't help it, so I called out to Gilmouth, who was hardening.

"Um, ah, ah, definitely. I admit that to the Guildmaster. But this....."

What, you still complaining about what you've done? As expected, this is a serious dust course, isn't it?

If you admit it, admit it.

"Why? Why not mix it up? In the first place, why is there a metal with a different melting point....."

Gilmouth sinks into the sea of thoughts, forgetting that he was having a conversation with me.

I see, it's not a grand reaction pattern, it's a pattern that's too terrible for words. I prefer flashy reactions, but this isn't so bad.

A technology that you can't understand even if you forget the words. Mel's incredible strength stands out.

Leaving Gilmouth to think about it, I headed for Golden and the others, who seemed to be losing their words as well.

Huh? Looks like they're muttering while looking at the degenerate version of Damascus.

"...... it's a lie...... it's a lie......"

Pfufu, Mr. Golden's eyes are empty because he can't admit the reality. This is unexpected, but a nice reaction.

It's much better than being seen as noisy.

I pounced on Mr. Golden's shoulder with a smile of compassion.

Unaware of my approach, Mr. Golden reacts with a surprised look. Mel and the true protagonist would be the kindest place to say goodbye.

And get back together, and from now on, work hard as rivals while brushing up on each other! I think it is the royal road that is ideal.

"This is the reality."

But I'm not the hero. I am confident that my important contract spirits and disciples can become infinitely sweet, but I do not have a large heart that can forgive those I hate with a generous heart.

I love chasing and kicking corpses. Don't miss out on vengeful stress relief.

Huh?

Golden who couldn't understand what I was told. Perhaps you don't even understand what you were muttering about as a lie.

It can't be helped. I'll make sure you understand.

"It's not a lie, Mr. Golden." The fact that Mel forged it, the fact that Mel was insulted by Golden, and the fact that Golden became unpaid chores when she lost her bet, is all true. ”

Mr. Golden is trembling. Fufu, you sound pretty shocked.

It seemed awkward when you dressed me up, but it seemed that the damage was different when you were slapped in your own job, and the word despair was perfect on your face.

"I will ask you to keep your promise. I will tell Eunice, so please show your face at the workshop later."

I have a desire to keep stirring things up like this, but if I hunt down any more, I'll be on my way to the next world, so I'll just stick a nail in it and stop it.

One more time, I slapped Mr. Golden on the shoulder and headed for Mel.

"Ah, um, Master..."

Mel is in a mess, but this can't be helped. The eyes of the Gozui blacksmiths were focused on Damascus, and they were usually scared.

“It's all right, Gilmouth said it would be fine, and we'll finish the tournament and go home.”

"Yes, yes, let's go home soon"

No, I told you after the tournament. I don't know if you want to escape immediately, but I hope you don't pull it so hard.

Um, ladies and gentlemen, I think Mel's suspicions have cleared up, but how about that?

Put Damascus in a magic bag and ask questions by gathering gaze that might be accompanied by physical pressure.

In the guild, it gets noisy. Suspicion? I can hear voices such as those I forgot.

You were so obsessed with Damascus that you completely forgot about the tournament.

Mel won the prize, so you don't have to complain about it, right?

»» »No!» »

As expected, Mel's victory was unanimously recognized. Normally, this is where the awards ceremony starts, but it's a small tournament, and it's not like having an awards ceremony.

Let's just state the precautions and go home.

"Thank you. Me and my country are supposed to be behind Mel's back." Please be aware that this can be a nuisance. Specifically, we will deal with such people severely, such as teaching manufacturing methods, wanting to become a disciple, and exclusively wholesale Damascus, so please think carefully and act carefully. So... oh, don't forget to pay the tour fee. "

Just to tell you, this time I'll pull Mel and walk out.

I don't care if the guild gets even more rough with my declaration. Golden is the source of all the evil, but there are many other blacksmiths who licked Mel.

I will get a good price.

Oops, we need to remember to take Mel's sword home.

"Merle, you did it. They were all surprised! It smells good!"

On the way home, Eunice hugs Mel and screams with excitement, despite her crowd.

I'm sure Mel will be glad to be recognized, but I want you to pay a little attention to your eyes. Also, don't turn around with Mel in your arms, and I won't be able to answer you.

"... for now, let's have a celebration at Mel's workshop tonight"

That's great!

No, I didn't say anything to Eunice.



"Merle. Congratulations on winning. Good job."

"Merle. Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, Sister Mel."

"Mel, right?" You did it! "

"Mel-chan, congratulations."

”...... Gusu...... Ahh... thank you very much.”

When the banquet began and Mel was given a congratulatory word, Mel suddenly began to cry.

Perhaps openness from the pressure and simple but heartfelt compliments have caused emotions to explode.

From my point of view, not only Gina and the others, but also Merral and Merrill Serio naturally, and Bell and Fuku-chan are also celebrating Mel with a big fuss, so I'm flinching with an extremely gentle sight.

After complimenting Mel, it's time for a feast and a drink.

It's not that exciting, but from the magic bag to the various kinds of dragon meat, the dishes are arranged so much that they don't fit on the table, and they're in a pretty glamorous state.

"Wow, what is this? It's a sloppy drink." But it's not bad. "

I wanted to go just for a relaxing feast and a drink, but there was one problem.

Eunice was amazed at the whiskey.

I would like the spirits to enjoy the feast, but the food and drink of the spirits are confidential information.

But it's difficult because I can't take Eunice, Mel's best friend, away from the tournament.

Restricting the information, restricting the bells' behavior, that's a big deal.

I didn't have to worry about it.

The game of stealing Eunice's eyes and getting a feast began among the spirits, and everyone seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Pari, aiming for Eunice's blind spot, and Pari, as soon as Eunice speaks to Mel, is a little untidy, but seems to be having fun, so I guess this is it.

"Excuse me."

While enjoying a slightly chaotic celebration, a voice was heard from the entrance of the workshop. Looks like someone's here.

"The golden ones."

Sylphy, who steals Eunice's eyes and drinks all over the place, tells us who the guest is.

I told you to visit the workshop later.

"Eunice, you're a visitor."

Amazed by the whiskey, she flies her soul into the dragon flesh and calls out to her beloved Mel and her intoxicated sister, Eunice.

Huh? Master, isn't it me?

“Yeah. Looks like Eunice has some business to attend to.”

Mel is not mistaken because she is a customer who came to the workshop, and Mel is not irrelevant, but the management of Golden is Eunice's business.

Don't worry about Mel, he'll get drunk on the winning booze.

To what I say? Eunice stands with her head and neck tilted. I'm a little worried that I'm getting drunk and a little wobbly.

As soon as Eunice was on her way to the workshop, the bells ate the feast saying that now was a great opportunity. It's quite a noisy banquet, but this is fun.



"Oh, you guys were customers." Hiccup. Ufufu, it's definitely my guest. Hiccup. "

"Hey, hey, hey, you're pretty drunk, aren't you?" Whatever happens, I'll come back tomorrow... "

"Huh? I'm so shy about chores!" Hey, call me onee-sama, not you! And call Mel the cutest young lady in the world! "

"No, that's true..."

"Don't answer the loser!" Where's Mel? "

"... the cutest young lady in the world"

"Shut up! Where's Mel?"

The cutest young lady in the world!

"Alright, please inscribe it in your heart and do your chores!" Let's start with cleaning! ”

……

Answer!

"... yes, onee-sama!"