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

”After that, Dingus and the dwarves ultimately left the kingdom for overseas, drifting to this island.” (Sten)

”So that’s how it was…” (Wirk)

Sten finishes her talk, and I also nodded along. However, there’s something I’m a bit curious about.

”H~mm, but that means they, in the end, couldn’t accept their defeat and left. The magic architects also didn’t do anything wrong.” (Wirk)

”That’s why it’s a foolish story. Except in those days, Dingus looked like he was extremely tormented by it. I also went along and left with everyone. Then we found this island, which had a treasure trove of mines. Since Dingus found it, he’s been absorbed in blacksmithing ever since.” (Sten)

”So he took over his wish?” (Wirk)

”Yes. Especially after Dingus died in an accident, he’s become even more devoted to blacksmithing.” (Sten)

”Huh? Grandpa died in an accident?” (Eph)

Eph’s eyes went round when she heard what Sten said. Apparently, EPh didn’t know the cause of her grandfather’s death.

”You didn’t know?” (Bamboo Princess)

”Dingus passed away around when Eph-chan was still little…” (Sten)

When the Bamboo Princess asked, Sten murmured so with a distant look in her eye. Then after Eph took a thinking pose, she answered the Bamboo Princess.

”Papa didn’t tell me much about Grandpa either… maybe it’s got something to do with what we were talking about just now?” (Eph)