The Exiled Royal Architect Develops An Island With Magic Construction Equipment And Fluffy Animals

”Uurgh, jeez, it’s hot, hot! What’s up with it being so hot!”

A girl ranted so, her forehead soaked in sweat. In front of her was a rather short and stout man, single-mindedly striking at the iron in front of the furnace.

The man was a dwarf. And the girl was the daughter of the dwarf striking the iron.

Dwarven men and women differ greatly. When they reach adolescence, dwarven boys quickly age and grow beards.

After reaching roughly the age of 50, they spend most of their remaining life looking like that.

On the other hand, a dwarf woman’s appearance is almost fixed as what it was during her childhood, except for one part. Unlike dwarven men, other than the hair on top of her head, she won’t grow any other hair. A dwarven woman’s skin is always smooth like that of a peeled egg.

As a result of these characteristics, though these two are parent and child, the atmosphere around them feels like that of a grandparent and grandchild.

”Hey, Papa, are you listening?”

”…”

The dwarf father didn’t particularly reply to the girl. He simply pounded away at the iron. The dwarves in the surroundings were the same.

”Listen to me for a bit, Papa!”

— Clang! — Clang! — Clang!

”Oi, Papa!”