The Cave King will live a Paradise Life -Becoming the strongest with the mining skill?-

Before I eat lunch, Lil comes over with a small hand wipe on his head.

"Oh, Lil. How was the hot spring?

"One!

Lil raised his hand and barked fine.

To see his happy face, he apparently liked the hot springs.

One hand of such a lil held the fossil of an egg I saw firmly in the cave.

When Lil finishes wiping his body, he puts his eggs on the ground and sits next to me.

And he took every skewer of the roasted fish that stood in line with the burning fire, and began to eat it munchkins.

Again, you're growing up like you don't think you're a baby... I wonder how long it took me until I could eat something on my own.

Yesterday, I asked Ashton and Haines, the cobolts, what they thought of Lil's growth.

Then Cobolt, who has grown so far, is said to be never there, but rare.

They were glad to have been blessed with a wise successor.

But it's not even been a month, so I don't even know what's going on in a year...

When Lil can talk, it sounds like a lot of fun.

I decided to eat roasted fish again while I told Lil I said I'd have it.

In the meantime, I'm blinded by a certain sight.

Camus, who had been talking to Orc until earlier, was at Mappa's back from the hot springs to the blacksmith.

I'm sure he's talking about the ship to see Camus' fingers and gaze pointed at the ship from time to time.

Maybe you're serious about the idea of putting an iron plate on the ship I just mentioned.

If you're a mappa who pulled the hot spring water found underground to the ground, take it in two replies...... that?

In front of the finished camus, Mappa arms up and looks like trouble.

Draw something on the ground with a branch of a tree, as you managed to come up with something.

but I shook my head and scratched the painting off with branches just to say no right away.

Apparently, even that mappa is asking me to haunt my head.

Mappa had just entered the hot spring, too, with a hand wipe on his head, but it was like dark steam floating from it...

What Mappa thinks is that hard is a dozen and eighty-nine, about the suggestion I made in my mind to put an iron plate on the ship.

You can't even just watch me here at the end of the line...

I get up and head to Mappa and Camus.

Lil with an egg on the way came after me, so I put it on my shoulder, and I hung up on the two of them.

"Are you both talking about the ship?

"Ah, Master Heels.... Yes, Master Heel just told me about covering the ship with a misrill, and if I could, I would ask Mappa. But there's really only one way to get the little boards together."

"Still, isn't that good?... What is this painting?

I'm blinded by a map painted on the ground.

First of all, don't tell me you've been more surprised by its precision than by its content.

Not only can you do blacksmiths and music, but can Mappa also paint...

Even the nobility of the kingdom has been contending with the arms of songs and paintings from day to day, but I have never seen anyone so good. Besides, most of the time one of them is just good.

Leaving aside Mappa's versatility, he clearly figured out what he wanted to convey because he was such a good painter.

A painting of a ship bitten by Leviathan...... a small board, either way, it seems the ship will be split apart.

No, when I say that, I don't care which way it ends if it swallows...

Well, if it's hard, it's safer if it's hard, I'm sure.

Mappa pulled an arrow further from it and painted a new picture.

It was a painting that if wrapped in many large plates of misrills, Leviathan would literally have no teeth either.

"I mean... that I need to wrap it in a single misrill somehow"

I saw the blacksmith's facility and the ship.

When it comes to the kind of board that wraps that ship, it takes a ton of misrills.

Mithril itself can still afford it...... but there is no mould on this island that can just pour it in.

In the first place, would you be able to melt such a massive amount of misrills at once?

I saw Mappa's work once, but compared to iron, Mithril seems to need to heat up for a long time.

That's probably one of the reasons why I can't make a big misrill plate.

Camus nods at me.

"I don't think I need to go that far, but Mappa seems to be haunting my mind that it's not safe to go that far."

"Perfectionist or artisanal temperament...... yeah? Mappa?"

Mappa looked at me and pounded his right hand with a pong on his left.

Looks like something flashed to see the brightened face.

When I ask him to follow me and Camus, he takes me to the place of a mass of misrils piled up like a mountain.

"What's going on all of a sudden?

To my voice, Mappa points to a furnace that was nearby.

Not very much, but putting this many misrills in one go...

"No, wait... right!

"Yeah? I found some good way, Master Heel?

"Oh...... but mappa. Easy to melt. But isn't it hard to process?

When I asked anxiously, Mappa tried to respond more and more to her breasts.

"You mean leave the rest to me... Okay, let's do it!

I quickly pointed my hand at a mass of misrils.

Yes, if you don't have a furnace to heat at once, you can magically heat it.

Of course, I can't shape it all at once.

But Mappa can do it himself.

I look at the mappa and then release the Magic Fire of the Flame attribute into a mass of Mithrills.

The mappa then stretched it out with a stick and waved down the hammer at a speed that could not be captured by the eyes.

Then, now a mappa that missles the water.

"Oh, I'll put the water on!

To Camus's voice, Mappa let him hang his fingers and water.

This way, when I hit it, I water it and let it cool down and repeat.

Eventually, Mithril was stretched to spread the carpet and the original chunk portion disappeared.

And to see it, a large piece of misthrill plate, shaped like a ship, was completed.

"Oh! This is!

A round of applause comes from the orcs I was watching around.

I couldn't help but applaud.

No way, I can't believe I can make a splendid board so far, even though I don't have much equipment.

Though, I just melted... not a big deal.

But Mappa made this board in an instant.

Besides, there's not even a blueprint for anything.

"It's still a big deal..."

A mappa with a thumbs up and a face about doing it.

The orcs, who were so scared to sail, would also slap a plate of misrils and give this a soothing look.

Anyway, now you don't have to worry about the ship anymore.

"Dear heels! Exactly!"

In the meantime, Camus tries to cuddle me, so I avoid it magnificently.

"... those are Mappa and the cams that built the ship that way. I just helped."

No, actually you do... rather than assuming you did something I'm proud of, why do you have to hold me...

Camus swells her cheeks a lot, but she quickly becomes a stiff face.

"Dear heels...... there's something on your shoulder?

"Huh? What about Lil... Huh?

When I turn my face to the right, there's a little bird with a yellow beak and red eyes.

And the little bird lifted his tongue, and licked one of my faces.