Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

In the end, I left the house without hearing Thiet confirm that it was a joke, and instead of the knights I voluntarily withdrew, I prepared a separate security device to guard the by-products of the dragon.

“Here and… here. If anyone comes, don’t let them approach it. It’s the place where mana is supplied to the spell.”
“Is it okay if I just keep it here?”
“Watch it…? Oh, no, I meant that if you approach it, it’ll be considered intentional to damage, and it could blow a hole in it.”

I didn’t have a suitable stick, so I drew a line on the floor with a scabbard and drew a magic circle around the luggage placed in the yard. After checking the completed spell to a certain extent, I warned Tie, who was watching from the side, she tilted her head for a long time with a mysterious expression. I asked a tough question at the end.

“…What is this?”
“A crime prevention magic circle using physical means.”

After answering with confidence and infusing magic into the completed formula, the needles placed here and there naturally rise into the air and start flying around the by-product. Seeing that both altitude and speed move to the checkout without any error, I think I can understand a little why Emmet insists that installation magic is the essence of a wizard.

Yes. This was my own anti-crime buzzer that I completed after going through several verifications with the help of Emmet, who is proud of himself as a master of installation magic. If there is a difference from a general crime prevention buzzer, it does not end with a simple warning, but it can be turned off if you touch it?

Indeed, it can be said that it is an attractive difference.

“I never thought the day would come when I would live and build my own magic circle.”

While I was feeling proud of myself in the feeling of passing by a past that didn’t exist, I looked at the needles floating in the air and circling around the by-products with a worried expression, then I took my hand. I slowly moved my gaze to Este who stopped by.

“Why did you draw the sword?”
“He’s the key.”

Este, who had been silent until now, murmured quietly.

[I didn’t know he would play the role of a guard dog…]

He said that, but he must have guessed to some extent. In the first place, while I was conceiving this magic circle, Este never got out of my belt. Sure enough, as soon as it was inserted into the floor, Este started synchronizing with the magic circle on its own.

“How is it? Is there anything wrong with the movement of the needle?”
[Surprisingly natural. Rather, will the owner be fine without a weapon?]
“I take one needle with me. It’s not like going out, and that’s enough in the capital.”

As he patted the pommel and straightened his back as a sign of a favor, Tie, who had been frowning as if seeing all sorts of strange things, tilted his head again and asked a question.

“Isn’t that… the sword you used originally? Was it a magic sword?”
“Ah, somehow it became a holy sword. Call it Esthe.”
“yes??”

I was quite taken aback, but fortunately I was a warrior with a higher chance of carrying a holy sword with which I could communicate than the possibility of becoming a madman talking to the sword, so Thie quickly accepted the reality.

“So… where are you planning to visit?”
“We have to go from the nearest place.”

I wanted to see Sir Ekaf first because he had Cheryl’s work, but since he’s currently working in the royal castle, the closest thing was the Valkun family’s studio.

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If you ask who has benefited the most in the capital since the rumor spread that Eldmia caught the dragon, Valkun DeMaly will definitely be the first to be picked.

Because Valkun had always been famous for his outstanding skills, expensive weapons tended to be sold decently, and thanks to rumors that Eldmia had frequented his workshop since he slowly started to gain popularity, sales of inexpensive equipment had skyrocketed. The ripple effect brought by the title “Salja” was incomparable to those things.

When you open the door of the workshop, there is literally no space to step on. Not a few visitors even came from the empire to buy his weapons. Some even go so far as to openly order to make a sword capable of slaying a dragon.

Of course, it was an absurd request because it was a completely different item from the early days that Eldmia’s black Valkun made with magic gold. Balkun didn’t hide the fact like a dwarf, and flatly refused, saying that he couldn’t make such a thing, but rumors tended to spread bizarrely contrary to his intentions, so the opposite effect came out.

It is said that Valkun’s arms are a luxury product that can even contain divinity.

Valkun, who was clearly aware of his own shortcomings, had to hold back his friends amid envious teasing, but the amount of orders exploded. It’s okay if you can’t catch the dragon, so you must buy Valkun’s weapon.

He prided himself on never making a work that would be embarrassing when it was put out anywhere, so he instructed the staff to accept all such orders without bothering to reject them. As a craftsman and merchant, he knew as well as others that he had to row when the water came in.

To be honest, I thought that I would order it in moderation and finish it because I had nailed it because I couldn’t make a weapon suitable for a dragon slayer.

By the time I realized that it was a complacent decision, it was after the order volume had already reached the point where there was no answer.

“I’ll turn around, bitch.”

Waking up from a nap, Balkun’s face is haggard, habitually smoking a pipe. It’s already been more than two weeks since I’ve been immersed in the work all day and night, but the piled up orders didn’t seem to decrease. One of the reasons was that even among ordinary nobles who had no relation to fighting, wearing at least one of his weapons spread like a trend.

I wanted to make and deliver large two-handed swords that I couldn’t even lift, but of course I couldn’t. Valkun relieved his stiff shoulders, forcibly relieved by the fact that most of the spells were small swords that men who had never even exercised properly could carry without difficulty, and daggers that women could carry for self-defence.

It was at that time that I heard the familiar Wensu’s laughing voice.

“What kind of a bastard is cursing from the wind in the morning?”
“Why do you come to someone else’s studio from the wind in the morning and scratch people’s insides?”
“Are you scratching your insides? A friend who is doing well in business is just asking why you use bamboo sticks because he’s complaining?”

Balkun, who frowned as much as he looked at the very determined and teasing shadow feet as he danced on his shoulders, seriously contemplated whether to throw the unlit pipe at him or just light it.

I didn’t have to think too long. Even if I threw it, it was clear that he would bother him twice as much by snatching it up and not returning it.

“There must be people outside, so how did you not get trampled to death and crawled all the way here?”
“The lady serving the customers remembers people’s faces well. She recognizes them like a ghost in the crowd and guides them?”
“It’s also a problem that the staff is too competent.”

Shaking his head and watching Balkun light a cigarette, Shadow Bal, who giggled once, naturally went to the other side of Balkun and sat on the floor with his buttocks on the floor.

“Didn’t you say there was work down there in Volta Bay? Why are you here?”
“When did that happen? I already finished it right away. I’m going to take a break for a while and look at my nephew’s face.”
“…Are you taking a break?”

It’s been a while since I’ve been in the middle of a long time, and I’ve been in the middle of a long time, but this time it was different. The last time the shadow feet rested, at least as far as he knew, was more than three years ago.

“Did things go wrong? Has anyone died?”
“No, no, everything is fine this time. The battle line with the Demon King’s army was pushed back this time. Maybe it’s because the royal family of Ethiel and the empire are trying to strike a wedge, so they gathered adventurers at a fairly high price. My colleagues said they wanted to take on the job. Let’s act separately for a while.”

The battlefield was not an activity area because the shadow foot was an adventurer who thoroughly specialized in scouting and unlocking traps and locks. You can act as a scout on the battlefield, but the situation is different from when dealing with monsters, so the possibility of dying is higher than the possibility of staying safe, so the shadow feet just chose to rest inland.

“So I’m going to stay in the capital for a while. Originally, I was going to go to the place where my nephew is, but he also comes up because he has work?”
“I didn’t ask.”
“Me too, but he’s a real thing. Well, last time…”

Balkun, who didn’t pretend to hear and looked at the shadow’s feet chattering and boasting about his nephew, this time seriously measuring the distance and holding the angle to wield a pipe, Valkun’s attempt It was canceled due to the cry of a third party.

– Welcome guests! Let’s go inside!

I was more concerned about the contents than the voice of the energetic employee who even dismissed the bustle of the store. If it’s inside, it’s between the shop where he sits and rests, and the workshop. There may be many people who are guided this far, but there are

customers who openly welcome and guide them like that…

…there was.

This is the person who showed such a great publicity effect that I wondered if I should give away part of the sales.

“No, who is this! You’re a nobleman! How did you get here?!”
“I came back today because I had work to do. I stopped by to say hello, but I feel lucky to be able to meet you like this.”

Eldmia, who showed up dressed in a very old-fashioned way, made a fuss and looked at the feet of the shadow who rose from her seat and gave a friendly smile. Then the shadow foot also responded with a laugh, hitting his knee.

“Hahahaha! By the way! There were so many things I wanted to ask anyway! You’re lucky!”

It was a very pleasant thing to listen to it without forgetting it, but it was Valkun who couldn’t sympathize with the word lucky.