It's been awhile since I became known as the witch of confectionery making.

I was shopping with my two daughters in the village of Frata. It's just a routine sight. Because it's getting a little cold, more people in thick clothes, but conversely, that's the only change.

On that return, I stopped by the Alliance for the magic stone redemption of the defeated slime. It's a village guild, so there's a small number of staff, and almost certainly Mr. Natalie sits there.

"Yes, it's a magic stone for this one," he says, giving out a magic stone stuffed in a bag.

"Then let me count you. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."

"What time is it, Mr. Natalie?" Suddenly Sharsha asked.

"What?... It's ten o'clock now. Uh, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen..."

"Sharsha, where did you learn that!? You can't do that. And even if we do it when we get paid, we'll lose it in the first place, because it's this way!

As it is, when you can count them all, you get a few smaller foreheads.

"This was in a joke that was published in the north. I wanted to try it once."

I think that story was only rave, but is it universal......

"Yes, all magic stones are fifty seven in slime!

"Excuse me, Mr. Natalie, can you count again?

Now it's sixty. Twelve thousand gold. It's about 12,000 yen. It's only something that earns the hang of it, but slime knockouts can be exactly free time.

It should be noted that Lycra has defeated a lot more voluntarily, so they also have the redemption done individually. It would be more accomplishing to see the magic stones build up.

"Wouldn't it be more lucrative to just think about making sweets anymore, highland witch? If you say that, Mr. Halkara's factory alone could be quite profitable."

Natalie is also being recognized as a confetti maker witch......

"It's like a habit to take down a slime. And even if it had hundreds of millions of gold, if you could get 10,000, you'd want it, wouldn't you? You're never gonna be sad to get that, are you?

"That's right...... I hope so anyway..."

There's basically no trouble with having money. The more I am happy with it.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. A letter came to the witch on the plateau."

Farfa seemed to take care of the letter Mr. Natalie had sent out.

"A letter? Guess who it's from. I hope you didn't ask me to take down the weird monster."

Let's talk about the postal system in this world.

It seems to flip all of a sudden, but there is no public postal "system". There's a bureau circulating to the lower organization, or something like that, but that's another thing. If it is to be sent from General A to General B.

Well, how do you send a letter, if anyone goes on Mr. B's side where he lives, I'll give it to that person. If you don't go to your destination, you may also send a letter to someone different. It's like a hitchhike in a letter.

And in time, the letter came to the village of Frata.

But it should have been a similar postal "system" in the Middle Ages of Japan. So it was common that it arrived six months after I wrote it. When I wrote the love letter, I was dating someone else by the time it arrived. Oh, my God. It's going to happen, isn't it?

It should be noted that if the Demons bring invitations, the Demons were playing a dedicated role for this purpose. Even in the human world, if you have to rush to send something to Mr. B., someone will take on the role.

Needless to say, there are extraordinary labor costs.

It's pretty much the same as sending a messenger...

So, we're talking about what the hell came over us. An advantage of this system is that it arrives at addresses like "Witches who live in Frata Village". If you come to the village of Frata, then keep the rest where my family often comes from.

Farfa is opening it and reading the letter inside. If it belongs to Halkara or Lycra, you can't open it on your own, but if it's vaguely what you're sending to my house.

"Huh, there's this one."

Farfa's words alone, I'm not sure. Sharsha has also been given what she has finished reading by Farfa through her eyes, but she is silently and carefully reading, so I still don't know.

Nevertheless, from the reaction of the two of us, it doesn't seem to be an unfortunate letterful, disappointing thing to read.

"Hey, both of you, who's that from?

"Hey, I'm from a place called the World Spirit Conference!

"" World Spirit Conference "?

Totally first-ear. I'm sure we'll discuss something at a meeting.

I just can't say it's off target. What, because my two daughters are spirits of slime.

"You two know about that meeting?

Farfa said, "Hmm," and Sharsha shook her neck to the side.

Well, then, there's a good chance nobody knows it's a house.

"Mother, to summarise this content- there is something called the 'World Spirit Conference', where spirits gather on an irregular basis, and it seems that Sharsha and her sister are invited there"

"Heh... But even though you're not a member, you've often found out that there are spirits of slime..."

"The invitation says I heard it in the wind rumors"

After all, this world is cluttered.

"It's possible to go on schedule. Plus, it's pretty close. They're gathering at night by Lake Nanterre."

"It's really close."

This state of Nanterre comes from a beautiful lake called Lake Nanterre. Besides, it's on a plateau no less than here.

It's close in the sense of the same state, but from someone who lives in a completely different state, we have to get to even higher plateaux in different areas, so there are few so-called tourists.

"Farfa, it's because of you, I want to go."

"Sharsha also attracts interest"

"Well, you are, aren't you? It's not a spirit. I'm worried about it, too. I mean, I wonder if there's just spirits there. I don't even know if it's real because I don't remember seeing the Spirit of Fire or the Spirit of Water"

The fantasy world would definitely be there, but thanks to the fact that I haven't made any promises about the fantasy world like a dungeon offense, we haven't met.

"So, Mommy's going too? Rather come!

Farfa had a place with a letter on it.

There it says "Parental Accompaniment Allowed".