Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

It's been a long time since Yut visited Mainz.

Mountain Range Zone, which serves as a border with the Kingdom of the Chronica God. It is the Miranda chiefs who live in the city of Mainz who are in a position to put together the Dwarves who are in the vicinity.

"Yut. Why didn't you travel directly to the city?

"You'd be surprised if you came all of a sudden."

White magician's robe in a black uniform. In other words, in the usual outfit, Yuut climbs the mountain path to the city of Mainz.

Along with Valtrude, it's the same as when I first came to this city, but it's not her beside me, it's Truss-Sink's beloved daughter - Alcia.

"You're touching it, aren't you? And, to my surprise, now...?

In fact, when Regina and the other Hardenturm merchants are brought in, they appear at the entrance to the city in Moment Travel.

Over there, that's how it should be woven.

"I see. Apparently, that's not the only reason"

"That's not true, is it?

A grand magician (Arch Mage) who smiles and denies while slightly disturbing his breath. But it doesn't work for Alcia with an emotional ring. No, it would have been nursed without it.

"Because of this, I wanted to walk with Mr. Arcia for a little while."

"Huh?"

However, that's not necessarily the vector she expected. Yut said such a reason while looking at the white smoke that seemed across the hill.

I accidentally stop at words I never thought I would.

"I've been following you a lot lately."

"That's... that's true"

The coming of the gods and their aftermath have rarely had a serious impact on non-Yut companions as well. Even Valtrude is forced to run at the end of the day. Alcia's struggle, is that all?

Yut, who chose her as her partner this time because of her negotiator, also had the purpose of taking her out of Falv.

So much impact was in the coming of the gods.

He said, "I never thought of that because he left it to me."

"I wish I could have helped, too."

"It will be full of Yut."

It was hardened - not so much a mountain path that it was reduced and raised by many passages. Carriage railway tracks run through a nearby staircase of height.

I didn't try to get on the way like a bus, and in the first place, I wasn't wrong because there aren't many copies.

Not that it's lack of exercise, but it's hard on modern people. It's also hard for the users of science spells who rely on spells to move them off.

Still, I'm happy now.

You two stand side by side. But at a distance that is too tight to touch your shoulders or hands, you go for the city of Mainz.

Keep walking silently for a while - it was Alcia who flew the white flag first.

"Speaking of which, is Larsia going to be okay?

Talk about the temple, and other confirmations of progress, and negotiations in Mainz and the Kingdom of the Chronica.

Such a topic brings me to my head, but I dismiss it as not going to. That's why I don't know about fiancée-like stories.

So, it's a fellow story that came out.

"Ah. Well, I think the world has been saved,"

"What about the world? And Larsia?"

"… Larsia is also a part of the world"

"At a time like this, would Val say, 'Look me in the eye and tell me'?

"Because if we don't make a confirmation, maybe there's a healthy Larsia..."

"While it's possible, maybe it is..."

I don't know if this deserves a conversation with my fiancée, but the weird silence was dispelled.

Unlike Yut, he does not disturb one breath, and Arcia nods satisfactorily.

"I think Alcia's nervousness has also eased. That's right, Larsia."

"Nervous? Me?

Even once again, Arcia stops to the point that she was completely unconscious. So unexpectedly, two hands touch.

Contacts like accidents that don't have to be conscious.

Yet Arcia's face turned bright red.

"Something's been tough on my face for a long time... Is that you, Mr. Arcia?

Yes, I remember.

Too many incidents had occurred, driving him to the corner of his consciousness - but right on his side, he was the man who defended himself and duelled, prevailed, and put him in circles.

Such a situation of being alone with him.

Now, realizing such a simple fact, Arcia was visibly upset.

"You feel something subtle..."

"Never mind, really"

It was two of them, Yut and Arsia, who reached the city of Mainz, but there was an unnatural distance, and then it is not hidden that we are conscious of each other.

In his own mansion, Sheikh Miranda, welcoming both of them, looks at it strangely.

- Of course, it's an act.

Subraces such as Dwarves and Elves don't feel that way unless they're in the breeding season - so demand for establishments like whorehouses is low in Falv, where there's a lot of Dwarves - swollen in love is a daily tea meal.

There's no way she's old enough not to notice.

I smile at the way they look, the benefactor in the inside. However, due to the change in the degree to which the crease on his face thickened, he was never noticed by Yut now.

"Is Tordek and the others helpful?"

"Of course. Without them, we won't be able to make it."

When Yut visited Mainz with Valtrude, he was alone with the chief to discuss the introduction of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

The Chieftain's private reception room, while leaving an atmosphere of old, had changed his impression considerably.

Unlike the Great Hall, a Dwarf-like room with less emphasis on lighting.

The interior, with the impression of a rock creeping, was decorated with a conditioning that had never existed before, and there was also the symbol of Dwarf's patron saint Ducommerce - a hammer and a gold floor - made of bold iron.

The interior, illuminated by lights enclosing a light fire (light) in the glass iron, seems to symbolize the main resurrected by the glass iron.

"Thanks to you, the Falve has become a lot more like a city"

"Then more than anything."

Having exchanged brief greetings, he corrected his posture on a rug that had become more premium than before, and Yut cut to the point.

"Today, I asked for several reasons"

"I haven't heard the details yet..."

"If possible, because I want to proceed with all of them in secret"

Chief Miranda's face draws slightly. This is how they cut me out when I was on the Bold Railroad and when I was on the Carriage Railroad.

Alcia was listening to him in silence like that.

"First of all, I used to have a bottle made of glass iron."

"Uhm. I'll listen to you."

"Actually, if you put a little spell on that one, it became a substitute for the food inside not rotting on an annual basis"

"... what?

Chieftain's movement stops.

I wouldn't even have thought of how that would change the world, but to the best of my comprehension, it was too shocking.

"Well, since the spell used is a staircase considerably higher than the Light Fire, there's no way to mass produce it..."

Dwarf hospitality is beer, not tea.

They kept it in a pot. So it only dampened my tongue, and Yut goes on.

"But when every bottle boils, you don't have to use a spell to save food, do you? The contents are more limited than using spells, but on a yearly basis."

"... what?

"Finally, I was wondering if I could make a lid like this or something"

That's what I said and removed it from the bag of infinite storage was a bottle of jam I brought in from Earth. Keep talking as you line up some of that.

"Oh, I'll give you this, please. If you throw away the contents too, eat them."

"Yut, let's stop."

So, Arcia makes a stop.

Sheikh Miranda was in a terrible hurry, but she also found out that she was blind.

"Chief Miranda, as far as we are concerned, we would like you to increase the production of these bottles and identify suitable shapes for increasing production, etc."

"If that's what you mean..."

The head of the dwarf, who was being pushed by Yut's words, regains his composure.

His bad habit, Arcia thinks.

It's not about secrecy, but it doesn't reveal the whole story until it's critical to ensure. Now, in order to be honest, we will try to disclose all the information.

Now, the other person is bewildered and natural.

But there's no problem.

Because I am here to assist you.

"But I haven't had enough men lately. Not too much."

"I don't mind because I haven't completely finished my research."

Yut, who softly touched Arcia's hand sitting next to him and conveyed his gratitude, gave him a difficult look even as he said so.

"Then I wonder if this one is difficult..."

That said, the next thing I took out of my bag of infinite storage was some of the transactional items I received from Elizabeth.

It is a mysterious ore, close to clear blue-green and loess.

"I heard you talking..."

Previously, when Elizabeth and the others came, the situation was explained internally. The volume of the last transaction was to the extent of whether I could make 10 sets of weapons and armor, and I didn't have much use for it.

That's why I stocked it, but this time it's 10 times that.

Just for what I just took out was enough to surprise Chief Miranda.

"When I can actually show you this much, it's obvious to everyone. I want to praise my judgment."

I can entrust you with precious ore.

It greatly stimulates Dwarf blacksmiths.

It worked well when it came to glass iron, but when it comes to adding more magical silver (miserable) and adamantine, the story is different.

Firstly, the number of skilled craftsmen entrusted to them is small.

Even other craftsmen would be able to do it if they took time, but then they would stick around in various places.

This is why the chief kept it in his chest.

"Even here, you're understaffed..."

"If you can get the Tordeks back, we might be able to figure it out..."

"I can't..."

Then Yut will either concentrate on the construction industry, or they will welcome immigrants from outside the territory to engage in it.

"There's hope in person."

"Right. Then you'd better look for a dwarf guess to come to us..."

"If that's the case, there's only one thing I know."

The look on the face of Chief Miranda who said so was, however, deeper in wrinkles and darker in worry.

"Let me hear it"

To such a little old woman, Yut bows his head without hesitation.

I didn't feel like it, but there's no way I wouldn't be told that much.

"Deep in this mountain range, people like me and my relatives lived there."

Once, two races lived in a cave.

One became a species known as Dwarves, out on earth.

The other says that he lives near the top of the volcano and refuses to come into contact with the outside world, although he has also been out on the ground.

Lava Fairy - Dravael.

"They're bigots, alcoholics, and only interested in blacksmiths."

It must be quite something that Dwarf would describe it as such.

"They, near here?

"I only know the general location."

From that tone came the atmosphere of not wanting to get involved as much as possible.

But Yut's heart is set.

You don't have to rely on an emotional ring, or touch your hand. To Alcia, I knew that very well.