The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Even though Quentin knows how to fight on the battlefield, I guess he still has less experience behaving in the negotiating arena.

However, there are aspects of that that cannot be done because the former Lord died suddenly.

In contrast to Quentin, who is worried about what the deal will be, Morgan was calm.

Because in a negotiating setting like this, it's better to be grand because you can haunt it.

- I'm hiding something trump card.

Because if you make me think so, it would be a little advantageous to talk about it.

But this time it's not a bluff.

I have a strong card hidden.

Morgan could handle his mind sparingly.

"Really, that's a shame. But it is above all that the Dwarves of Saltstadt are saved. You've come this far, so have a drink."

Morgan speaks in a calm voice.

"Oh, it's good to have a drink. I'm tired of walking in the woods. I think I figured out a little bit about the elves trying to get them done in the near field."

Wolfgang squeaks.

I'm certainly tired of walking in the woods for ten days.

Even an elf used to walking in the woods would be hard was made to understand, even if he didn't like it.

"... Are you sure? You seem interested in doing business with us."

Sieghardt sees Quentin as chilling.

So Quentin noticed his own lapse in wandering around in the negotiating arena.

I nag in shame for my mistakes.

"Nothing's wrong. Let me fix this here. Just like you."

Morgan answers with dignity.

Sieghardt also said, "Have we overrun him? I think," I look at Rudolph.

To his grandson's gaze, Rudolph just giggled and gave it back.

(After all, you have no friendship with humans. I didn't know I would give my palm back lightly if I felt like I wasn't going to benefit...)

When I thought so, I didn't feel like saying anything.

It's a waste of even using it for my grandson's practice bench.

It's more meaningful to just cut it up and cut the tree or slap the iron.

From within Rudolph, interest in humans rapidly diminishes.

"Now, let's serve you some booze"

When Morgan gives the instructions, the adults are served a glass of booze.

It was accompanied by wine and citrus squeeze juice and water.

The children were served juice with a little added sugar.

"This is a new drink. But I haven't put him to bed freshly made yet. I don't think you have enough flavor, so try the first bite as-is, and from the second bite, add wine, squeeze juice, and more to enjoy. If you think the booze is tight, you should be able to dilute it a little with water."

Morgan takes a sip first.

To prove that there is no poison in it.

Likewise, I drank Quentin and Warren.

Rudolph and Wolfgang drink next.

"Mmm."

"Ho."

Unlike the alcohol you usually drink, alcohol is strong.

"Strong alcohol, but too bad the taste is bad"

"Totally agree."

It's nice to have strong alcohol, but it doesn't taste like I said I didn't put it to sleep.

What an unsavory drink.

They choose wine without getting lost and mix it with brandy.

"But it's not bad if you mix it up and drink it"

"It's a fresh drink. Give me a change."

It should be high in alcohol, but a quick sip of it prompts Wolfgang to replace it.

Pour the salaries into the cup as you are told.

"As always, Dwarf is a wolf."

Murmuring as Mathias shuddered at them.

The elves are adding more squeeze juice, diluting the alcohol and drinking with the little ones.

Looks a little tight for a straight drink.

"It's bad to just drink the ladies. We don't have it?

Dwarf, the escort standing behind Wolfgang, demands brandy.

When we hear "New Alcohol," we want to try it.

Their gaze concentrates on Morgan.

"Of course, don't worry, I have your share. But the liquor platter is after the negotiation, so please wait a while."

In Morgan's words, "Didn't we finish the negotiations?," the Dwarves thought.

Now it was Morgan's turn to laugh niggly.

"Don't you really need a human made thing?

"Mmm."

Rudolph groans.

Unlike earlier, I became interested in this liquor.

I wonder what this liquor will taste like if I put it to bed for a few years or so.

But when Morgan thinks, "I pulled back lightly at first because I had hidden balls," I don't feel good about being hit.

"I do wonder what happens to the liquor I put to bed, but it doesn't necessarily make it tasty. Just because we like liquor, we only allow new liquor to trade..."

Rudolph is right.

But it also includes a little challenge to Morgan to "show me if there's anything else."

"It's not just booze we have. Benjamin."

"Ha."

At Morgan's signal, secretary Benjamin heads outside the dining room.

And he immediately brought back one soldier.

Soldiers are pushing the wheelbarrow.

"That wheelbarrow is for use in narrow or poorly scaffolded places. Do Dwarves use things like that?

"No, it's a smaller two-wheeler.... that wheelbarrow has a small carrier. Doesn't it carry less?

Rudolph points out shortcomings that he will soon see.

Because of its shape, a wheelbarrow really carries less than a two-wheeler.

But that was an advantage to cover.

"The roles are different. The wheelbarrow is for use in narrow areas and bad roads, such as in pits."

Morgan waves and gives instructions to the soldiers.

Then the soldier starts spinning the wheelbarrow tires to the fulcrum.

Next, he walked lightly between tables and chairs in the dining room.

"Well, that sounds pretty small."

"The dust and sand of the load are ready to be unloaded"

As Morgan said, a soldier lifted the handle part.

Rudolphs and the others are surprised by this.

"Right! I thought the carrier was trapezoidal due to the position of the wheels, but also easier to unload!

"Are you pursuing convenience instead of haulage? Looks like you could use it elsewhere, not just in the pit. Give me a loan."

Wolfgang snatches it from the soldiers and starts walking in the dining room.

"Um, not bad. But I'm worried about the balance when you load it up."

"You'll be fine if you get used to it."

Come here, Isaac finally speaks.

The gaze of the attendees gathered at Isaac.

"... well, you thought about it"

Sieghardt asks Isaac.

"Why do you think that?

"Intuition...... I guess. Because I smell money from you."

Sieghardt stares jiggly at Isaac as he identifies him.

Isaac took that gaze with a smile.

"That's right. I thought about it. I met with Mr. Wolfgang and wondered what I was going to do with the product that I could sell to Dwarf. There's more.... Norman, take that."

"Ha."

Now Norman follows Isaac's instructions and removes the spring and laundry bushes, etc., from the bag.

I lined it up in front of the attendees.

"This is what I thought too. Look at this spring first."

Isaac first shows a cylindrical spring about ten centimeters in his hand.

It's something everyone can think of when they hear it's a spring.

But it was the first thing the inhabitants of this world saw.

"It's this size now, but one day I want to build something bigger and attach it to my carriage"

"You got something like this? Elastic..."

"Because of its elasticity, I thought that mounting it on the wheel part of the carriage would reduce the shaking. But the question of durability really arises. With Dwarf's technical skills, I brought it to show you that it's big enough to make something that's durable for a carriage."

As Isaac says, even the Grey Chamber of Commerce can make springs.

But I couldn't make a practical level object that was actually going to be attached to the carriage.

Large springs break easily when loaded.

The technical skills of the Gray Chamber of Commerce prevented it from making strong, resilient iron.

All this has to be tried and erroneous, but I brought in the idea that Dwarf would be able to put it into practical use soon.

Rudolph and Wolfgang are also interested in this.

The carriage is a rocking thing.

The new attempt to make parts to reduce its shaking was such that the artisan soul could be set on fire.

"The spring can be converted to these things as well, not to reduce sway. It's a laundry scissor that keeps the wind from flying when you dry your laundry."

Now I took the laundry scissors.

And I demonstrated it by putting it on my cuff and showing it.

Morgan was not the only one on the laundry bass, but the look on Rudolph's face was also subtle.

Because the human side has so many aristocratic principals and so on, "What use is this stuff?" I think it's not responding well.

Rudolph and the others said, "Such crude things…" because they were confused by the simplicity of making them.

"Heh, it's convenient to keep laundry from flying in the wind."

But as Bridget now put it in his mouth, the elves, who were not nobles and not skilled craftsmen, were different.

Laundry is something familiar.

Sometimes the laundry is swept away by the wind and rewashed.

If you have the tools to stop flying in the wind, you're interested.

He was intriguingly touching the laundry scissors, at least only on objects closer to him than the parts of the carriage.

"Oh well!

Sieghardt shouts his surprise.

"What's up?

Ask your grandson Rudolph noticed something.

"I kind of thought it would pinch the laundry, but there's a deep back to this"

"What!

Now those who were there, including Isaac, raise their voices of surprise.

"Grandpa. This product called Laundry Bass. How much do you think you can sell?

"... sounds convenient if you have one, can you sell this?

Rudolph opens and closes the laundry scissors many times.

Doesn't seem worth much.

At least it's not like my mind is moved as an artisan.

Sieghardt waves a worn over his grandfather's words.

"I can definitely sell it. Neuizen alone, tens of thousands… no, millions will sell"

"This is it!?

"Yes, this is it. Try to use two at a time to dry your clothes or pants. Eight in a family of four. If you think about drying everything else, you can sell about twenty per household. This is the lowest number."

"That much?

Rudolph and Wolfgang see the laundry scissors.

I still didn't think it was worth that much for a soggy thing that wasn't even a kid's toy.

"Besides, this is beautiful. The fact that if it were us, it would be useless to elaborate on decorations and use them for different purposes. We are pursuing functional beauty without such a waste. I'd say it's the best finish."

Sieghardt sees woot and laundry scissors.

I watched Isaac think he was a "disgusting guy".

"So, what's behind it?

"By letting us make this laundry scissors, we're going to get used to making springs. With mass production, you'll be able to make things of nature and better quality more efficiently, right? It's not just about making quality improvements, it's about making experimental products a commodity, making money, and making quality improvements."

"Become..."

Rudolph is not the only one.

Morgan and Mathias and the others are also stunned and stare at Isaac.

Isaac, in that gaze, gave a hooky ironic grin.

Those around him looked as if they had said, "Have they spotted that far?"

But Isaac's true intentions are different.

(I would think too much with washing scissors. How deep are you reading, this guy? Aren't you stupid?

I just made them to teach me how to use the spring.

There is no such thing as a far-reaching plan Sieghardt said.

But it's a waste of time to correct it, even though you're reading it in depth on your own.

Somehow I smiled and was going to mislead you.

"As far as that face goes, there's going to be something else..."

(None, none)

To Sieghardt, who is still likely to read in depth, Isaac denies it in his heart.

"Ah!?

Sieghardt raised his voice loudly and rose out of his chair.

View the wheelbarrow alternately with the laundry scissors.

"That's right! I knew that wasn't all! It's a sign of confidence that there are a lot of things that Dwarves don't make."

Sieghardt does not try to hide his remorse, but bites his lips and endures humiliation.

Wolfgang looks strange on this.

"Really? Even an apprentice can easily imitate something like this."

"Yes, it's easy to imitate the shape once you see both this spring and the wheelbarrow. But isn't it the hardest thing to think of first?

"Well, sure"

Wolfgang also knows that it is difficult to "come up with new things first, rather than improving what is now there".

I agree with Sieghardt.

"To dare show us something that can be imitated is to such an extent that it is not imitated or painful or itchy. On the human side, there must be something more amazing than this. No, there definitely is. That new alcohol is also the only thing humans have. I can't believe you're not interested in human things. I'm very intrigued right now. Allow me to apologize for what I said earlier. Sorry, sir."

"Ugh, um. I understand that I did not mean what I said earlier, but that I used it in negotiating techniques. Accept your apology."

- What do you use it for?

- In the first place, do you really need that?

Thinking so represented an unexpected effect.

A little confused, but the flow moved in the right direction, so Morgan accepted the apology without doing anything to put the flow back.

And Isaac was the one most confused about this situation.

(Yep... At first glance, you're right that you can imitate it...)

Indeed, even Isaac "had something like this in his previous life," he was able to form it as a product in memory.

But there's no such thing as deep meaning there.

I just had the craftsmen of this world make things that I think they could make with their own descriptions.

I'm glad it became a trend that seemed like I could trade Dwarves, but I was overrated and even starting to think of them as "scary" the other way around.

Soon I had a convulsing grin.

That grin is all around me again. "After all, was Sieghardt right? They're spotted and upset," they mislead me.

And at the same time, Sieghardt's reputation for spotting Isaac's profound thoughts rises.

"Isaac, that was you. I just want to talk to you later."

"If it's a light public story, you're welcome."

"Huffle, right. It's not gonna be that easy."

Sieghardt began to shine his eyes on meeting unknown objects, not just as a merchant, but as a single boy.

He seems interested in Isaac's brains thinking about wheelbarrows and springs because he's still a kid and can't drink.

(Somebody, help me... I can't give you any more wisdom...)

Isaac looks at the adults hoping so, but seemed a little confused by a series of suddenly unusual flows.

I'm just trying to keep up with the current situation, and it doesn't look like I can afford to give Isaac a help boat.

- Laundry scissors.

I brought it just to show it as an example of the use of springs.

I was just trying to make it a seed for the story because Dwarf would be a little interested.

It was completely unexpected to Isaac, such as that eating up to this point, and the fear of "what's going to happen" was greater than the sense of accomplishment.