The next day.
The meeting with Mr. Gard, the head of the ruling house (Zamthron), the substantial ruler of the Battle Axe Township, ended so lightly that it clapped out.
Originally, it's obvious because Ildo kept the conversation going.
I was told that Mr Gard would rather ask me to open a deal with the Castle of Ziteias and to conclude an alliance for the sake of the Dark.
In particular, I was very pleased when I offered to export it from around the castle of Zytheas, which was under admirable mass logging, because of the tendency to lack the wood to fuel it.
As for the alliance, the Dwarves agreed in two replies that it was the same thing to be haunted by the dark.
This seems significant that my activities were known to them beforehand.
And once again, I suggested that you give me one condition, but give me a positive consideration, for the proposal to stretch the trading route to Philsand.
"Then, my lord magician, one please"
"Though a wizard. Let's get started soon."
Right now, we're outside Battle Axe Township with a few of Dwarf's heavy townships.
I also saw strange buildings everywhere in the rock-rolling wilderness that seemed unsuitable for agriculture. Of course, I can check the giant Dwarf stone statue on the other side.
What are you doing in such a wilderness?
"I'm going to show you how useful my servant is going to be"
Yes, we have to dig a tremendously long tunnel in the mountains east of Battle Axe Township to stretch the trading route to Philsand.
The Dwarves gave me the condition of wanting to see how useful my magic can be in tunnel digging.
"Unlike logging and creation, tunnel digging doesn't mean it's good if there's just a giant, right? 'So.
Of course, I've been thinking about that since the beginning.
By way of example, a virtual I went through the magical gates of the 'inner realm', descending around the spiral staircase to reach the eighth hierarchy.
While touching the 'ready (charged)' spell on the writing stand of the Spell Library, I imagine the appearance of that, roughly useful, giant monster, projecting it into chaos.
"This spell creates a giant demon worm (Digdag Worm) in front of my eyes and serves for an hour. [Special Monster Creation (Creative Special Monster)]"
"Oooh!?"
"What the heck is that!?"
"A monster!
"Ki, disgusting..."
"Ugh......, yes, don't give me anything weird all of a sudden!
Are the Dwarves stunned or the complaints from Crawler well deserved?
It was created by my spell because it is a giant longworm 30 meters long and three meters in diameter.
"... um"
I used it well in the D&B game, but it's actually the first time I've seen it with this eye.
The purple body surface glows wet and it certainly disgusts me to let my long body twist.
"This is your magic... no, magic. But what the hell does this do...?
"Well, we'll see soon enough"
Mr. Gardo answers nauseously and seems to be able to afford it, even though he asks the boulder to look pale.
"Come on, you giant demon bug (Digdag Worm). Show me the real deal."
Receiving my will rather than words, Worm began his work.
If you lift your head high enough to make a big stretch, you'll see a circular mouth poking open at the tip of your long body. Ugh, grubby.
The worm hits its head on the earth.
"Zung."
And, after a strong single impact, the crushing sound of 'Galigoggi' echoes around.
The worm pushes his head against the earth, mourning his remaining body… gradually, letting his head dive into the earth.
"Hey, no way is this guy..."
"Yes, this worm is good at digging holes, eating rocks, dirt, whatever."
Even while I'm describing it, the 30-meter giant disappears into the earth as if sucked in.
Could it have been about five minutes before I could see the last part with the sharp poison needle?
"Unbelievable, I didn't expect to dig this fast..."
"How far are we going?
The curious dwarves are peeking down to the edge of the hole where the worm just dived.
"Hmm? What's this? Although the tunnel walls are being painted hard with something?
Dwarves of the House of Architecture (Dauron) inquire aimlessly. He was right, the walls of the tunnel, exactly three metres in diameter, perpendicular to the earth, were paved hard with a grey concrete-like substance.
"... may I borrow your ears. This is worm excrement. They denature eaten soil and rocks in the body and secrete them from the body surface as reinforcements."
"Oh... it's all over the place,"
"If it's a tunnel through the mountains, the strength will be a problem."
I said it whispered because I didn't want it in the women's ears, but it was very popular with the Dwarves.
In the end, the Dwarves of War Axe Township gave me a huge yes on building a trading road to Philsand. They wanted rare materials to be imported from afar through Philsand.
However, of course, this is a necessary story for Philsand's side's approval, so we have to negotiate with them before we can start construction.
I initially wondered if Ildo would visit Philsand, but Gardo told me something unexpected.
"For your convenience, the daughter of the Duke of Philsand is visiting us right now. Tomorrow, but why don't we turn her in and talk to her?
Night.
"... you were unaware that the girl was the daughter of the Duke of Philsand."
"Well, my first impression may have been a little bad..."
Crawla shrugged uncomfortably as she gathered in my room for a meal.
That girl, is the beautiful girl I met in the elevator.
Awkward is the same for me, or maybe I'm more of the worst impression in her.
"Are you Miss Elizabeth Ronnie Filsandia? I've heard rumors that you're a talented lady in business and diplomacy in various countries."
Ill's thankful new information can only be a source of headaches, too.... No.
"If she's that smart, she won't have personal feelings for negotiation."
Unsurprisingly, Rade followed me. Besides, that's what I was trying to say.
Don't feel so good lately.
"Right. Well, I can't help thinking about it. Why don't you take a bath for tomorrow?"
"Uhm."
It's true Valvo used to say he liked baths, and he also indulged in public baths (and hot springs) for over an hour last night.
I hated the rade at first, but if you soak it in a big bath with a strong smell of sulfur, you'll grow up like the cat you borrowed.
and.
When me, Lade and Ill tried to leave the room, the door was knocked rampantly from the outside.
"Who is it? This is the living room of the Great Wizard, Lord Margils. Name and business."
When Reykha naturally answered with a sharp voice through the door, what (if anything) returned the voice of a man hardened by anger and tension.
"Excuse me for the night. This one belongs to the Knights of Philsand. I can't see Elizabeth, the Duke of Philsand, who we're escorting. I'd like to see your room again."