"Ma'am, don't move! Just one more, because that's all I have left!

"How many times is it one more..."

Saying without force, Ekaterina still doesn't break the pose, as she was asked to.

It's a big middle-aged man sketching Ekaterina in a desperate shape posing as a retrospective. He was a woodworking sculptor who asked to create replicas of the Night Queen of the Temple of the Sun or of the Spirit of Darkness.

In order to make the statue of the goddess more realistic, I also want to model the biological woman. The Duke's lady was described by a cleric as being like a goddess manifested in the world. I would love to refer to it - I've been eager to ask for it, so I decided to take some time.

Rather than a replica of the statue of the goddess, it was ordered as a resemblance of my mother, so it would be more satisfying to have the mother resemblance Ekaterina as a model. So neither Alexei nor Ekaterina have the option to say no. I took the time to interrupt my journey back to the Duke's Lands.

"Lady."

The glassmaker ref and the other, who had been guided by the maid while looking around the Duke's mansion for a moment, spoke out as if they were relieved to find Ekaterina.

but immediately round your eyes.

"I'm sorry, ref. Can you give me a minute?

"Yes, of course.... Um"

As he decided, the ref took out a sketchbook and a glass pen that he always seems to carry.

"May I sketch it, too?"

The sculptor finally got home convinced, so Ekaterina confronted the refs in a small talking room.

Mina made me some tea, so I'll put my mouth to it first. I'm tired, to be honest, even though it seems like I'm just standing. The model of sculpture, which is 3D, is omnidirectional.

"Enjoy it, both of you. Thank you for taking the time to come out."

"No, I'm afraid you've come to such a splendid place."

The ref and the other bow their heads. The other is a man in his late twenties. He has dark green hair, yellow eyes, an intelligent atmosphere but a slightly elastic, stubborn appearance.

He is a candidate for transfer to Murano Workshop.

The four artisans Ekaterina met the other day were all to return to the Murano workshop.

Everyone said the day after we talked to Ekaterina, they came with a signed employment contract. I talked to my wife, and she said that on the contrary, some of them were stuck with the move immediately.

And what was unexpected was the succession of offers from other glass workshop craftsmen who heard about the treatment described to them to move to the Murano workshop.

It still doesn't fade, the fame of the Empire's best glass workshop. It was bought up by the Duke of Yurnova, one of the best famous houses in the empire and with luxurious funds. He said he is developing novel products to fulfill his devotion to His Majesty the Emperor and is looking for craftsmen on favourable terms.

In the workshops of the Imperial Capital, people are basically hired and the treatment of artisans is often not good. Craftsmen acquire some skills, because it is normal to be a parent with their own workshop, a position where they are still allowed to learn skills even when they are craftsmen from their brother-in-law.

Therefore, the conditions offered by Ekaterina were coveted for hired artisans. If you work, you get as much pay as you worked for. Now, I'm not being used against my will. There is also compensation in the event of injury, the terms of which are expressly adhered to in the contract.

Even if it hasn't moved in full yet, it's worth a bet. Many craftsmen thought so.

but there was a strange mix of offers there.

"You, Egor Toma. You're a lens maker."

"Yes, the workshop I worked in was crushed. I listened to this story at that time, so I asked you to feel good about straw. I know the difference in field, but I'm good at working out a lot. Could you manage to hire me?"

Yes, he is a craftsman who makes lenses for glasses. Although it is a glass connection, it is a different field, as the person says.

However, Ekaterina, who received the report by letter from the ref, immediately wrote back. He wants to meet the lens maker.

Because I've been concerned since I decided to make glass pens my business. that in the previous life, the entire height of the glass pen was very short.

If it is merely a writing instrument, something more convenient will soon emerge. Something like a ballpoint pen or fountain pen.

In this world with only a blade pen, it would be possible to develop an inexpensive version, once it is the most major writing instrument. But the more the share swells that way, the greater the apoptosis when driven away by something else. The impact could put the workshop in jeopardy.

Establishing its status as a luxury writing instrument would be more advantageous than in previous life. If we continue to make glasses and other dishes, we will be able to spread the risk. Nevertheless, the glass is as much as anything else.

but. In previous life knowledge, even in Japan in the twenty-first century, glass manufacturers were growth companies.

As a lens maker.

Lenses are an essential element in areas that were seen to grow in the twenty-first century and beyond, such as optics and medical devices. If we also grow elements as precision equipment manufacturers now, the Murano workshop may survive even a hundred years from now. Even if the glass pen goes down, we might be able to protect employment.

"You've worked hard because there's something you'd like to make with your lenses. Do you know the microscope?"

"Microscope...... I know the name but I've never seen it"

In this world too, microscopes exist. But it's very primitive, and it looks bigger than magnifying glass, with only a magnification rate of degree. I only own some favorites and scholars, and they are not even known to the public. The Yurnova family owns some, but they say it was bought by their grandfather, Sergei, for research by his great-uncle, Isaac.

This world tends to be difficult for scientific and technological things to develop. That would be because magic exists. Because it goes in a direction that we do something with more magic than developing science.

They say most of the Eurnova family microscopes are at the hands of their great-uncle, who is in the Duke's territory, but only one was also in this royal mansion. Let Toma see that and use it, and Ekaterina explained what she wanted.

"In this way, I'd like you to make a microscope with a mirror underneath. I want to put what I want to magnify on this platform, so that the mirror below can change the angle, so that I can see the reflected light brightly against what I want to magnify."

Draw a simple picture.

The microscope of this world is different from the shape of the previous life. It is quite difficult to see because there is no platform for placing the pre-palate and the object to be enlarged is placed directly on the table, etc. So I just made it the same shape as it was in my previous life, which improves some functionality.

"And I need you to research something."

I want to make it slow, but acromert lenses. Something called a color-erasing lens that can prevent stains and blurring of the center of the statue. By combining convex and concave lenses with different refractive indices and dispersions, they can be made. Should be.

Back in college, I learned like a last-minute, microscopic history. This was written there. I remember.

You were so caught up in memory, human memory is a mystery.

"Two types of lenses, is it?... You come up with this a lot"

Toma, the lens maker, said it unexpectedly and shrugged his neck when he realized it was an disrespectful statement - or at all.

I'm sorry. Not that I thought of it, I'm sorry for my previous life's knowledge.

"How about that?"

"I don't know if I can, but I think it's funny. Me, I'm coagulous, so I look forward to trying a lot. … so if you can feed me, I don't even wish."

Toma finally laughs at me. It could be quite a puzzling personality.

"If we can make progress, we'll pay for it."

It won't be profitable any time soon though.

It was a big hit in my previous life, a ballpoint pen that I could erase. The development of that ink, it seems, took ten years. Moreover, during the development, they did not envisage the function of "turning it off with transparency" simply because of the friction heat and the interesting ink that changes color. Sometimes it is necessary to spend money on developing things that you don't know if they will be.

...... I can tell you that because I have luxurious funds for the Yurnova family. Excuse me. I'm so sorry for the hug on your bum.

"We'll make you an employment contract. Check the contents carefully and sign if you like."

"Thank you. Let me do that."

Non-Toma job seekers are to be hired if the ref has identified the technology and the talent is up to Murano Workshop standards. The system necessary to develop the business has been put in place.

"Ref, I'm sorry that the workshop has just begun and you're leaving the Imperial Capital"

"No, you've got everything ready. From now on, we can leave commerce to the experts to immerse themselves in making glass pens for Her Majesty the Empress and Lord Eursein. I'm happy to dream."

"It's only with your skill and talent. Even if I leave the Imperial Capital, I must not be too obsessed with your work and leave my health behind."

"Yes, ma'am"

Deeply bowing his head, the ref offered Ekaterina an elongated box.

"Um, after I made His Majesty the Emperor's glass pen, my hand was empty, so I tried to make it for breath... if you don't mind, take it"

"Well!"

Try opening the box, Ekaterina cheers. It was a round of blue rose hair decorations, made of blue glass.

"How beautiful... you are a real genius for making so much stuff out of your breath. I'm impressed. How much do you want?

"No! Really, I just wanted you to take it. He wanted to thank me."

"Pleasure. The ref is so sweet."

When Ekaterina smiled, the ref turned bright red and nagged.

Beat that back with a pompous look on Toma's face when he sensed something.

These two, it shouldn't have been long since we met, have we become so close already? Murano Workshop has a great working environment!

With that in mind, it was Ekaterina looking at the smile and the two of them.

Too bad thoughts are always omnidirectional.