As we go down the hallway of the home, there is a sound of doors opening from behind on the way.

I think it sounds like a blacksmith door from the direction.

"Oh, I knew it, Mr. Serene. What's the matter, sir?

Looking back, I see Mr. Serene peeking through the open door.

He's running his gaze around me for some reason while fixing his misaligned eyeglasses.

"... Mr. Hynd, are you alone now?

"As you can see."

"Hey, do you have a minute? Come in, come in."

At her invitation, go inside the blacksmith, which is completely transformed into her realm (territory).

I'm not meeting Mr. Clarice for a set time, so there's nothing particularly wrong with stopping by.

But I thought I was already working on a weapon or protective gear for the contest...

When I entered the blacksmith, for some reason she gave me something like barbed clay. What the hell is this?

"I wonder if you can grip that. With both hands, imagining when you grip the wand."

"Wand? Um, what the hell is this...?

"Mi, I'm going to ask everyone to do this! A reference when building future weapons... and anyway, please!

Oh, yeah.

I understand your intentions, but do you need to do it now to fulfill them?

"But is it good? You don't have to start making equipment for the contest."

"Huh? Yeah... this is... oh yeah! That's it, breathe! I'm a little stuck right now... so let's just take everyone's data and sort things out in the meantime!

"If that's the case, I'll go out with you."

The last weapon was great for each of me and Yumil, but do you want to build something more stepped in than that?

Mr. Serene's upliftment is a downward thought.

You asked me to speak strangely quickly, but if that's the case, you can't say no.

So grip the clay just as tightly as when you have a cane.

It's also a two-way pattern between one hand and two hands.

Perhaps this one will also be used to fine-tune the grip area.

"Then I'll take this now..."

The next thing Mr. Serene gave me was some small, heavily weighted sticks.

I know what kind of tool this is.

The weight is movable and is it a tool or sample to be used in determining the center of gravity of a weapon?

Alberto's parents and children originally used it when building Yumil's long sword.

I'm no exception, I should have done it when I had my wand made before the fight tournament...

"- And is this what it looks like? It's not much different from before though. So, uh, Mr. Serene?

"Next time, take this."

"Oh, yes."

"Over here next"

"Huh? Do you do that much stuff?

Mr. Serene takes my information fine, detailed and polite, and notes it thoroughly.

I thought it was a lot of elaborate work, but I thought it was halfway through... like a little bit too much?

I also find her attitude strange, drifting all the time, misleading something.

But at the same time, I feel like I'm being truly sued for "don't ask."

So in the end, I decided to follow without saying anything.

Such work is coming to an end......

"Thank you, Mr. Hynd. I'm sorry I stopped you."

"No, it's fine. Shall I tell everyone to come in order, too? To have the data taken."

"Oh, yeah! I'll tell you myself, you'll be fine!... because you really don't have to say it!? Absolutely!?

"Oh, really? Copy that…"

You don't have to say it in such a strong tone. I knew something was wrong......

I left Mr. Serene out of the blacksmith, and now it's time to roll him out of the house to the city.

The city of Warha, Wang capital, is still busy today.

The number of players also grew day by day, and now people with blue name displays mixed with white name displays also frequently see them.

However, I have the impression that many players are not affiliated with the Alliance who have not been able to base themselves in earnest.

"Whoa, cleric brother! It's a good day. It's got beans in it! Fresh and big! What do you say?

"Oh, I'll stop by on my way home. Buy lots of them, then say hello."

"Hurry up or you'll lose it! Gahaha!"

"Oh, it's not Heind! Why don't you buy some white fish? Auntie, I'll fuck you up!

"Stop by on your way home. Please put it away. Auntie, you look so young today."

"Oh no, no! 'Cause I'm waiting for more of you!

"Ouch, ouch! He said he was happy with the mess, but his back hurts!

... I see it now, but all I hear is NPC, a merchant in food relations.

Because I used to shop frequently, my liking grew, and the effect of winning a martial arts tournament made it easy to get discounts.

As far as players are concerned, they are rarely heard from unless they are with Yumil.

On the contrary, when you're with him, that's going to get caught by other players as persistent as it gets anymore.

The trip is very smooth because I am alone this time.

"I've never been over here before...... oh sure don't change the vibe. Every house in the store is huge..."

Through a painting of a common shopping district with many open stores and small shops, there is a sudden increase in the number of luxury shops with large signs.

NPCs that are nearby with lots of artwork, imports, and craft shops are also somewhere beautiful and quiet.

Simply put, this is a luxury shopping district lined with shops of the big merchants.

"Hey, map map. Er..."

As we marked the place we were looking for and proceeded, we found it in no time.

New-eyed shop structure, elegant exterior with a white tone, and the posted sign has the letter 'Clarice Chamber of Commerce'.

It's really done... I doubted my ears when I heard about it.

When you open a slightly heavier wooden door and go inside, a beautifully decorated look or a hand mirror first enters your eyes.

They were carefully displayed and reflected light after being classified as products such as cosmetics and glamorous clothing.

A female employee noticed my entry is approaching early enough.

"Welcome. What can I do for you today? If it's for a gift, I'd be happy to..."

In a convoluted sales talk, the word gift hooks.

But looking around the store, the answer was obvious.

Anyway, I'm the only one here... and I was exposed to the curiosity of other customers about what they came to do.

Can you think of any product you are dealing with?

If you think you have a sense of sight, it's the exact same uncomfortable feeling that you felt when you joined a store for women.

"Uh... is Mr. Clarice here?

"... Yes? Excuse me, may I ask your name?

When I told him his name, the employee rushed into the back of the store telling him to wait in the store.

Apparently, you won't be able to catch me. Peace of mind.

I'm about to lose my comfort in continuing, but while I wait, I decide to look in the mirror and kill my time.

These are mirrors using the silver mirror reaction I provided, and I've been wondering in what way they are sold. I didn't have time to come to the store.

I will look in turn at the mirrors on display, admiring the fine decorations, etc.

From what I've seen, the mirror itself is highly accurate, and apparently it was successfully put on the production line...

Looking at the various mirrors, large and small, obsessed, the bumpy and hasty footsteps come close from afar.

Looking back at something, something pierced my cheek.

"... Mr. Clarice?

Mr. Clarice was there for a successful elementary school prank of keeping his index finger up while placing his hand on his shoulder.

When I call her by name, she puts her hands down and laughs softly before bowing down.

"Long time no see, Master Hynd. Welcome to the Clarice Chamber of Commerce."