Then after a short chat, Grandpa Leo went back to work. Thanks a lot for the busy time before lunch! But meeting Grandpa Leo was fruitful. It's good to see you now.
"Then I'll go to the workshop next. Have you been there?
"None."
And finally, to the workshop! When Leki showed me around, it was just an explanation because it was dangerous. Actually, chicks like you get in the way! I think I got a nuance saying that, but I let you convert your brain on your own.
It's a place for craftsmen to work seriously, so let's keep it quiet so it doesn't get in the way. Yeah.
"Then we're on our way, but you're not leaving me. It's dangerous with all kinds of tools."
"Got it!
That's what I replied to, and when I grabbed Gil's jacket hem, he untied his hand and held it together. Shit, handsome.
This is how I go down the stairs for the first time with Mr. Gill. I'm heading underground, so it's getting dimmer. But I felt warm with an orange light source installed everywhere. Perhaps the spirited yellow light of light is also visible to me. I think blurry about wanting to sign with other spirits when I get a chance.
"Fellow, do you want me to introduce you?
You felt the voice of my heart, Shaw makes such a suggestion. Thankful for that! I'd love to ask you, and if you think about it, I'll take care of it! Reply with. Alas, it might be useful to be able to communicate without having to speak up. But Shaw, how much can you read? Do you know exactly what other people think, too?
"Hmm, you don't have to work hard to understand your husband's voice, do you? But I can only hear the others somehow! If you want to know more... give me some magic!
I see. Easy to understand. Or really convenient, brain conversation! Mr. Gill, who's holding hands, doesn't seem to realize I'm talking to Shaw. It's against the rules in a way...!
Then I'll magic you then, and I just called Shaw and ended the conversation, and the stairs end.... Took you long? Well, then it's a muscle ache grandma walking! Ugh!
Okay, well, the basement was a busy place inside. With a metal sound called Cancún or a machine moving sound. I'm kind of excited to feel exactly like a blacksmith workshop. As I stood up and watched, Gil gave me an explanation.
"Forge on the left, decorative workshop on the right. Further down, there is a laboratory. I'm studying a variety of things, but I'm mainly studying sorcery that can be used for magic props, etc."
There's even a lab. Naturally, magic is also used in this underground space, which is much wider than the Alliance's building. Hey, was the magic of the room used in the guild also researched and developed here? Questioning that to Mr. Gill returned the affirmation that it was.
"You're talking about fixed alien space magic. When the Alliance was founded, Mikolash developed it based on my shadow magic. Yeah, Mikolash is the head of the lab."
Oh, I knew Mr. Gill's magic was based on it. Mr. Gill is amazing, but the researchers who can use that as a tool are also quite amazing. There's a guild now because these people were there, what the hell!
"Now, let's get you out of the blacksmith shop. Be careful because the noise is loud."
"Aye!"
As Mr. Gill said, as soon as I entered the workshop, the noise popped into my ear so that I couldn't even hear myself. It is well understood that it was the result of sound protection equipment that leaked outside. Most of the metal sounds and furnaces that dissolve metal at high temperatures, but when you look around, you also see people making something out of wood. Everyone's working silently. No one seems to care if you're used to this noise. I've accidentally blocked my ears!
"Meg, over there is Carter from Dwarf, head of the blacksmith factory."
The noise was too loud, so Mr. Gill gave in to my tall height and held his finger as he told me to scream like that in his ear.
A small man who is mindlessly processing some wood ahead of the indicated. Smaller, maybe about 150 tall, in a disappointing shape. Could it be a Dwarf trait? In the image, the beard and hair are not toys, but Carter, who does the work, had the impression that he was a tough uncle with red brown hair as a sport pruning. And no mustaches.
"Carter! I brought Meg! He wants to thank you!
As Mr. Gill approached him as he said so screaming, Mr. Carter stopped working hands and slowly raised his face. In this noise, I'm impressed by the strange things that I hear a lot.
Dark, thick brows with round eyes. When my eyes met, Mr. Carter opened his eyes. Oh, what?
Whatever promised sounds like a ragged gushy. The sound was caused by Mr. Carter, who buttocks in front of him and tries to lag behind.... hey, you don't have to be so surprised about anything!
"Shh...! Hey, hey... no...!
"Huh?
Looks like Mr. Carter said something in the same position, but he tilts his neck because he doesn't know what he's talking about.
"... bad, Meg. I don't know what Carter means... people are very familiar. I don't need to worry because the roots are sweet... it's hard to communicate with someone I'm used to"
People know, hey... not over degrees!? No, that's not my fault, but I'm kind of sorry about this one! It's okay. Hey, don't be nervous because you're such a dick!
He said, "You're welcome."
That's what Shaw told me when she fluttered down on my shoulder there. Oh, really?
"Yeah! I'm sorry, welcome, I wish I could thank you!
Wow, boulders are spirits of voice Shaw! You can count on me! Praise in my heart, Shaw lit up. Lovely.
"Whoa... Damn, let it go...!
And suddenly Mr. Carter said something by pointing his finger at me with a trembling hand. Huh? What? Wondering, there's a help boat from Mr. Gill.
"Oh well. Carter's a dwarf, so you can see spirits."
Oh, speaking of which, I think Mr. Shrier gave me that explanation! When I saw Mr. Carter thinking so, I saw a swift red light from behind Mr. Carter. Oh, maybe.
"Carter's, Spirit's?
When I shrugged so, the red light began to swirl in circles to indicate affirmation. Oh, beautiful. It's like the fire powder is dancing! Oh, that means this girl.
"Carter, is your spirit the spirit of fire?
I was only going to ask Mr. Carter to confirm. It was...
"" Ah... "
My voice and that of Mr. Carter overlapped. 'Cause the red light in front of me changed her appearance while I saw it.
"It's a big, positive, solution! Lady!!!!
The red light turned into a red monkey about the size of slightly smaller than me, and I decided to pose and said so with a norrinoli.
... Shit! I accidentally mouthed the identity of the Spirit!!
That's a kako monkey, he's tense, dude!