It was an outrageous situation.

The deputy guild leader, who had failed to keep the mages at bay, ran to the guild leader's house.

Please open the door! There's been a big problem!

What's all the noise?

What a racket.

I heard the report.

"What? ......

He drops his wine glass.

"What kind of craftsman would try to mess with me? ......! Fucking ......!

"What can I do, ......, that will interfere with my business ......?

Tell the other mages' guilds to send us their surplus. It's a good idea to get as much as you need. It doesn't matter if you have no experience as long as you can work with your hands.

"Yes, sir.

The deputy guild leader contacted various places through his contacts.

Some selfish craftsmen have quit, and we need some help.

However, the guild's good performance and overbearing attitude toward the neighboring guilds had been a disaster.

No guild was willing to accept his request.

"What should we do? ...... If we don't, we'll lose our deadline .......

"Get the finished product from another guild. Get the finished product from other guilds, change the signatures and sell it to other guilds.

But won't that be a problem?

You can do it without getting caught. Even if the deal is terminated, it doesn't matter. As long as you have business from Master Oswald and the Marquis.

"That's right. We can just make the crystal ball ourselves.

"Even those useless people could make it. There's no reason we can't do it.

The two of them set to work.

However, the work did not go as smoothly as they had hoped.

How long has it been?

"Two hours.

"Two hours ......? That's all you got?

I'm sorry. But it was more difficult to produce than I thought. ......

The deputy guild leader bowed his head and said.

"How many did you make, guild leader?

...... Shut up and keep working.

The sun went down, and at midnight, the two men were still working.

"Don't go to sleep. Don't go to sleep or I'll kill you. We have to get this done on time.

"I know, I know. I know what will happen if we don't finish in time.

The two of them worked diligently.

However, even though they were getting used to it, they could not make any progress.

(This is strange. It takes so much time just to make one. How on earth can we produce that much in one day? ......)

The guild leader must have been wondering the same thing.

The guild leader must have been wondering the same thing: "Did that little girl really make that much food by herself every day?

The vice guild leader nodded in response.

She was the only one in charge. She was the only one in charge.

Is she really alone? You're sure she didn't have anyone else help her?

Yes. On the contrary, there are stories that she was helping other people who were behind in their work.

............

The guild leader fell silent.

The deputy guild leader recalled what the foreman had said and told him.

I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but I'm sure you've heard of it.

"Auxiliary and restorative magic ......, you did mention that, didn't you?

Yes. I'm sure there's no way a lowly mage in the middle of nowhere could use such advanced magic.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing. I'm sure the little girl said she graduated from a prestigious magic academy in King's Landing.

"Yes. That's a bunch of nonsense not worth listening to.

But what if she's telling the truth?

"No way. ......

The deputy guild leader said, his voice wavering.

It is a possibility that is hard to believe, a possibility that he would normally dismiss as unbelievable.

However, he felt that the situation he was in now was all coming down to that one point.

What if, as the mages had said, she was supporting the scene all by herself.

What if she had been responsible for the production efficiency and profit margin that was so much higher than the other guilds?

Hadn't we made a terrible mistake?

The deputy guild leader fell back and slumped.

The guild leader slammed the desk hard and said.

"Find them! I don't care what you have to do! Bring that little girl back!