After ascertaining the sense of use of the equipment, Ethereum had returned to the workshop one foot away.

"Is that it? Mr. Sota, are you back yet? That was fast."

Allezel was cleaning up the workshop because it was not finished and scattered.

"Are you doing this alone?

"Yes! You all seem tired, so I told you to clean it from me."

As well as the three artisans, each of them seemed more tired than they thought.

"What about Elmia?

"Uh, Elle is cooking me dinner. I said I'd help with the planting because of the large number of people, but I had to clean up this one, so I said I'd do it alone."

The two broke it down a lot and were in pattern to call it by their nickname.

"Well... let me help you clean up a little too. That's just how hard it is to clean this up on your own."

When Ethereal Tail looked around, various pieces of metal, large and small, and the end of the material prepared by Ethereal Tail were scattered, and if mishandled, dangerous things were also seen. Even though I usually clean up the work of the Naruas, Aeta was also anxious to leave a lot of unfamiliar materials to Arezel alone, as most of the work on weapon protection equipment is done this time.

"What? Is that okay? But Mr. Sota's tired, too, isn't she?

I send my cared gaze to Ethereum, but I couldn't even hide the feeling I was expecting somewhere.

"No, I'm fine. Besides, if I were here, it would probably end extraordinarily soon."

Saying that, Aotearoa stores the scattered material in a magic bag one after the other. As a matter of fact, I'm in the sub-vault as usual, so it's all classified inside, but is Arezel okay with everything? And he had an anxious look.

"Hmm? Oh, never mind. 'Cause it's okay."

What? And why? I just said that without saying it. But Allezel, who was told that, would be fine with Aotearoa, and I'll trust him to do his own work.

After a while of cleaning up, Naruas came.

"Oh, Lord Sorta, I'm sorry I let you clean up."

For Naruas, Sota was one of the legendary brave men who saved the world, so there was a part to honor as being up there somewhere. It seemed distracting to let him do the cleanup after what he scattered like that, and he rushed over in a hurry.

"Oh, never mind. Let me do this, because I've got everyone working hard on their gear."

Aotea couldn't stop cleaning up her hands while she replied. Naruas thought that his work hand would not stop if he said any more, and he was also trying to reduce Ethereal's burden by participating in the cleanup.

From there, the three of us went in silent concentration, so the workshop became clean early.

"Can I do this? Good luck to you both."

Arezel sat on the couch taking a breather looking completely tired because she had been cleaning up before Aotearoa arrived.

"Ah, yes. Good luck -. Ha, it would be tough if I was doing this alone...... thank you"

Aotearoa and Naruas thanked him for his help and lowered his head with a pepper.

"Never mind. I mean, I'm sorry we didn't clean up after we worked in the first place, but I'd rather thank Arezel."

"Right, Allezel, thank you"

Naruas also conveys his thanks to Arezel.

"Wow, heh, both of you raise your heads! Don't worry, it's normal for me to clean up!

Since Arezel herself knew that there was nothing she could do in technical terms, some parts of it started cleaning spontaneously this way. But still, when I saw her panicking and hesitating to thank her master and benefactor, Aeta and Naruas were smiling naturally.

"Uh, yeah. I wanted to ask Naruas something."

"Yes, what is it?

Suddenly told the story, Naruas leans back to Ethereum with his little neck tilted.

"When I left this country, you said you'd do a lot more research on Naruas, right? I was wondering if you had any new information."

Aotearoa told me, Naruas pounded the rememberer.

"Uh, I was. I was. I was. I'm sorry, you completely forgot... and then I put some connections on it and did a lot of research."

Naruas was also free to enter the library in the castle and so the main source of information was gathering there.

"So did you find out anything unusual?

"Um, it's hard to know which of these will be the information Lord Sota wants... please wait a moment"

That's what Naruas said. He left the workshop and came right back.

"Sorry, I was just picking up my notebook..."

That's what I said. Naruas' gaze was looking at Arezel. There she was at some point nagging on the couch.

"... shall we move to the living room"

Naluas nodded to Ether, who whispered softly not to wake Arezel, leaving the workshop, and after confirming it, he called her sleeping on the couch when he took out the blanket, before leaving the workshop.

"So, what did you find out?

When I entered the room and sat down on the couch, I urged Naruas to continue earlier.

"Yeah, I didn't find out that much... First I found a few books by Lord Gregor Marvin, the dwarf elder. That's his nickname, right, Grevin?

Aotearoa snorted back, surprised that it was still here.

"Most of the stories were about no other love, but there was one book in them that bothered me. That is the story of the brave men defeating the demon king. I knew immediately that it was something that showed the battle of Lord Sorta and his men in the dark. It was a story of the brave men defeating the Demon King and moving to do harm to the world besides the Demon King who was supposedly defeated. At the end of the day, it's you who read this book that can protect this world. I was closing by putting it together beautifully."

Talking that far, Naruas' eyes said he had heard something from Ethereum.

"... We've got new gear this time, probably to fight those who try to do that harm. Probably because I didn't catch the whole enemy thing either."

"That's what he did to Sordia and all the other brave men."

Aeta nodded deeply, surprised that Naruas had reached the truth so far.

"You've done a lot of research."

"My father... my father was saying. If Lord Sorta can't have his people in his hands, there's an error in the books that are out there."

There seemed to be a lot to see in Naruas, who was going through the investigation on the assumption that Aotea hadn't killed his people.