Bench sitting at the garden tip was a "Dwarf" girl featuring a slender shape and a small back length.

He has three blue hair knitted and stretched out to the side in a tiny, large turquoise blue eye.

When I was your age, would I be about eight? The atmosphere looks about the same age as Larna in Toddler Slime.

The clothes worn were characteristic garments with no gaps like "bear dressing" made by stitching together the skin of some animal.

Digging holes beneath the ground and living in cavernous places, their Dwarf clothes protect themselves from injuries and so on by wrapping themselves around suppolys and whole bodies. It keeps dirt on the body only on the clothes, and the inside body is really functional with something like a work outfit that keeps it clean.

And this knowledge has just been studied by me in search magic (Gogol), but I also need the knowledge that is a prerequisite for listening.

Knowledge first of all! This is my motto, too.

"Sage Grecas, you have a lot of people living in the world!

Metius, who shares information, shines his eyes, but laughs unexpectedly at the words of a rare fairy (...).

"Yeah...... I think you're absolutely right."

"The Dwarf tribe, dubbed the Spirit of the earth! They are reliable people who have excelled in knowledge of all minerals, water veins and civil engineering to support the development of the world in the shadows! Oh, of course, the Spirit of the Forest... it's a great race to be bi-perfect with the Elves who are contributing so much to the development of magic!

Metius shows off his side as a search request (search angel) for the first time in a long time. I guess care for Lentomia in the second half, but is it true that Dwarves and Elves are not close......?

What about Lentomia? And when I look at the boy wizard in the half elf, he wasn't very interested in the Dwarf intruders, he's somewhat of a friendly bicker with Manuferno.

"... so if you grew greasy, burn your rivals' hearts to the enemies who use your tentacles"

"Convinced. I feel like losing somewhere pretty bad about Greg..."

I want you to stop thriving on my weird topic... I don't care about that. We need to find out who that kid is first.

"Did Pram talk to her?

"Yes it is -! He didn't tell me much at first - but I could ask your name -! Fiftis and I are already friends."

Pram said softly and proudly, shaking my sleeve.

Plum's special ability to "be friends soon" with any opponent...... or open personality is something I would greatly like to apprentice too, but I will need to figure out if this isn't a dangerous opponent first.

There's Hemperoza on the other side with me pinched, but he looks very alert.

- Cogmar Fiftis.

Apparently the name means "fifteenth child" in the Cogmar family. The Dwarves' namesake rules have just been confirmed by Search Magic (Gogol).

"The Eight Treasures of Drills" fought in Neo Islavia, a Dwarf boy's blood relative named Cogmar Ninth... I think he's my sister...

"Come on, come on -!

"Be careful, wise man."

"Hempero is too worried..."

"That's what my instincts tell me!

Plum is a wind he wants to play with quickly, but Hemperoza grabs the hem of his robe from behind me and whispers in a whisper. I don't think Hemperoza, the quarters, inherited the blood of an elf incompatible with Dwarf in colour, but, well, it's the word of an important apprentice (...).

"Okay, I'll be careful. Thanks Hemperoza."

"To the wise..."

Gently stroke Hemperoza's dark hair as she clung to her arms and stares with her black crystal-like eyes.

I approached the girl talking to Faria.

"Gre...... He's lost, apparently."

Faria whispers to me. I have a sibling, so Faria, who is also familiar with the handling of the little one, turns to the questioner here with an eye.

In the first place, it tells the story of a single fact that it was put into this multi-magically defended (shielded) hall, such as recognition agitation magic (Imagine Jammer) and locking magic (Secure).

That means "I came from under the ground".

In a state where this hall is not in a parking position (...), but in a state of settling, that is, buried on the ground, the effect of junction and magic has not actually been conveyed to the ground.

In other words, it is possible to enter with a hole digging for a Dwarf stunt. It's a surprisingly classic way to break in, but it's actually pretty hard to prevent this.

If they knew about this weakness (...), they wouldn't be able to say they would leave it like this.

"Hey, did you pick up those nuts and mushrooms in these woods?

I lay one knee on the ground and peered into Cogmar Fifitis' face. Turquoise eyes are staring at me.

There were freshly picked mushrooms and nuts rolling by. I guess I went out through the basement and picked it up.

"... abundant forest..., rice, lots"

Quiet, Fifitis opened his mouth. The quiet tone is a faint, frightened voice. He still seems so scared. I speak as gently as I can.

"Right. This Tibalagi forest gives us many graces"

"... but the eagle, it's not full..."

"My stomach, huh?

"Yeah, my heart..."

I met Faria face to face. Poetic, is that the way you talk?

"Fiftis is looking for your brother, isn't he?

"Huh? Really?

The pram glimpses his face from the side. What a power of communication wraps my tongue around. Seems like you taught me a lot before I asked.

"... yeah...... My brother, Ninth... Do you?

"Ah, ah! Even if I knew. After all, you're Cogmar Ninth's sister."

Knock, snort.

"Your brother..., he still digs holes. Castle of Methanostat...... under the ground. At work...... So here I am, leaving a message."

"Of the castle... underground? No, leave a message... was it you who lived there digging holes"

"... moving from ground to ground, surprised. Go to the sea, go to the island...... now fall forest when you realize it"

"Ha, well... you mean that"

But what the hell are you digging a hole in the basement of a castle... The King's Government, or... Is the Metanostadt Magic Society moving anything?

I instantly inspired search magic (Gogol) and attempted a search under the word "Royal Castle Underground Drilling Plan".

- Metanostadt Underground, Vertical Acceleration Pit, First Excavation Business Plan.

- Progress report on underground loading of simulated and accelerated circular rings (linear rings) by means of thermal transfer technique (Peltier's) implementation

- Subterranean vertical ejectors, aerial flight control technique, final test report

"What... this?

It still looks like some sort of construction is going on.

Something is going on in Methanostat's basement. It's also a massive underground civil engineering project.

If you have search magic (Gogol), you can also read the material. A little closer scrutiny is going to give you an immediate idea of what you're doing, but I'm guessing this underground construction and the power of Cogmar Ninth's "drill treasure" is needed.

And Faria pinches her mouth instead of me, thinking about it and being silent.

"Originally this kid went into the basement of the hall looking for his' cursed 'brother. An example of an incident in Israel... when you fought the Eight Treasures."

"I see...... You mean you've lived underground for quite some time."

"Damn, this place is busy"

Faria laughs like she's scared, but I had to laugh.

There's nothing harmful about it, and there's a lot of things that have lived in this building for a long time, so I wouldn't be surprised if there were more.

In retrospect, I did have a few rests in sedimentation mode after finishing the battle in a battle desert country.

Did you enter from the basement then?

His brother, Cogmar Ninth, had been undone for destroying the soul of the Eight Treasures. The fact that the drill continued to be used by Cogmar as a normal magic tool bears witness through the crystal sphere to how he came to cover the ergonote that was being attacked by a herd of "bone golems".

"... yeah... fun, here"

Cocksucker, nodding and hooded Fiftis.

The hood had a pretty face guard of a bear. This would prevent mud from sticking to the body, such as when working in the ground.

"Ha, you're totally like a bear when you wear it, you're adorable"

"Oh, sweetie"

"It's Mr. Bear."

Me and Faria, Sopram laugh.

"Glasses, now... you wanted to hug me, didn't you?

"... Huh?

Low out of the bear's clothes, I could hear Doss listening.

My... misheard?

Continued