Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The workshop given to the Cat Mui is located in a section slightly away from the house.

Positioned beneath the river, plants unfamiliar to the surroundings due to the proximity of water sources - similar to palm trees, and thin trees with both trunks and leaves were swarming everywhere.

"Oh, the wind is a little cooler. I wonder if it's easy to spend time around here."

"I guess it's because of the river's proximity. Nevertheless, it's no different in the heat."

Fingers on the chest of the clothes, pumping the outside air once in a while, but the sweat that emerges doesn't stop.

The other girl looks cool and says, "I wish you could wrap your turban around it too," she said, saying that she was comfortable with the change she had just made.

"Yeah, dark hair might be good because it's hard to reflect sunlight. It's just that a little better design would help."

"Oh, too bad. If you showed off your turban, you'd have laughed in your stomach."

The girl laughs at me, and I still think about the turban in the direction of no, etc.

Now, the workshop, arranged in brown bricks, had made a splendid one, even when it was tight. I didn't know there was a dedicated waterway flowing aside and even a small waterwheel.

If you look up, there's a big chimney in the ceiling, and if you get a day to do demon stone refining, you'll be spitting out smoke.

Speaking to the two soldiers at the entrance, he immediately let me through.

We should be in a hurry to confirm the demon stone samples we brought back from the underground labyrinth right now. It's not like we're the first discoverers of the ruins that can shape the future of such a country.

A large figure sat at the table at the end of the door. sleigh and standing up is so reminiscent of a bear. There are a number of ancient wounds on burnt skin, and I can tell that at the time of the war it was someone who was active on the front lines.

And the other one...... no, maybe one...... Mui, a cat clan so small that he would hide completely in his appearance, was sitting there.

"Hey, you've come a lot. Beast Language - and there are few cat people who understand. I'll take care of him until he learns the common language."

"No, that's about it. We wanted to see how Mui was doing too."

"That was good. Oh, she's a lovely lady. I didn't think the elves would wear our country's clothes."

The man smiles unexpectedly tenderly when he sees an elf dressed in bright clothes.

He is the man who was explaining earlier in the castle and the great commander-in-chief in the Labyrinth attack.

Being invited to such a place is prompted by the fact that he was nursing Mui until the other day. It is not so much a feat of discovering the labyrinth as merely an interpreter of beast humanities.

And there are places where you can be assured that we are about fifteen years old. Nevertheless, I won't divulge that much information, and this one is only for adults of mental age.

"I asked for his asylum, but I can't believe you gave me a fine workshop...... muy. Aren't you kind of tired?

Speaking in Beast Mandarin in the second half, Muy's eyes pointing this way, slamming all the way to the table. He said he used to look like a full kitten, but now he's already... a pungent hairy one.

If you look at it, there are many common language books on the table, and if the injury heals, you'll be feeling healed and in a lot of trouble.

"Well, Muy, you don't look well. No, come here."

Yeah, of course Marie doesn't understand beast humanities either, but there she put her arms to both sides without caring at all like a cat lover girlfriend, and she lifts them up a bit.

Hanging out and being fished by the universe, Muy makes me think she's almost a cat anymore when she accidentally utters "Gunya".

"Please excuse my neighbor, Commander. So is the common language going well?

When the girl asks, the commander, and Muy, all together, shake their heads beside each other. They also have all the movements to look out the window and sigh "fu," and maybe the two of them are alike.

For Christ's sake, the man shook his head and showed me the chair to sit down too.

"Well, anyway, I want to proceed with the appraisal of the Demon Stone first. Speaking of which, you said you actually saw the Demon Stone. What do you think, this looks a lot like it?

The man takes a chunk out of his nostrils and puts it on the table.

When I carefully paid the cloth, there appeared something turquoise that reminded me of the sea. Close to an unpolished primary stone, the smaller the size is the more you grip it with your hand, the less you hide.

Me, Marie, and the Cats look at each other and stare at the stone.

Of course, I don't know about magic, but there seems to be something hard to think of as just a stone. For some reason, the heart feels faster when it comes to the energy released from the inside.

"Uh, it's similar... but surely the Demon Stone was glowing when Muy touched it"

"Muy, could you do it like before?

Muy touching the stone even though the words don't make sense at all is probably something that somehow makes sense, just like a normal cat.

The swollen hand grabs the stone, and rubs it with the gossip. Then it looks like the stone is starting to shed light because of your mind.

"Oh, shall we close the window?"

Standing up and blocking each window with a wooden plank, we were finally able to see the change as well. The blue phosphorescent dyes the surrounding area, blurring out the faces on the table.

"Is this... is it real? Marie, what do you see in the eye of a magician?

"Yeah, I can feel the magic. Just weak... oh, the stones are degenerating?

At that time, the stone will shine only once before our eyes. Then the magic stabilized, or the sparkle that had been loose until earlier turned into something constant.

The girl touches with her fingertips and clarity her ears in the stone voice.

"This is purified. It brings out magic by transforming its essence into something different. Magic catalyst… a tool that even amateurs can use magic."

Yeah, and what is a magic catalyst? Is it something close to a battery?

"Muy, does it feel the same as the previous stone? You seem much weaker because of your mind."

"Yes, I think you're very weak, Mass. But the feeling I touched was very similar and massive. So does the smell, Death."

He answers like that, sniffing at you.

Hmm, and something like "almost demon stone"? However, there is absolutely no need to establish that it is a demonic stone. As long as we know how much the rest is worth, we'll have answers as to whether it's worth attacking the underground labyrinth.

When I tell the man like that, he snorts at the eagle fry.

"Right, what if I leave the rest to that magician? Now if you'll excuse me, I need you to help me study his common language. In that sense, you can visit here whenever you want."

Oh, I was thinking of doing you that favor, but I didn't know you could give me permission first.

Just look at this workshop. I know exactly what to expect from Mui. Still, you admit to entering our room because I'm sure you saw the girl gently stroking the muy and grunting her throat.

Thinking about it, maybe he's not nice by the looks of it.

When the man got up from the chair, he left the workshop behind.