Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

66 65. Gates And Books

Wolfe and Darya returned to the tower a little after that.

"Darya, could you officially sell me this bracelet?

Reminds a young man who is still not excited and chilled of a dog he had in his previous life.

The odd overlap with the first day I played in Frisbee must be my fault.

"So as a thank you for being the guarantor of the Chamber of Commerce, can I have that bracelet? Of course, it will take time for the Devil's Sword."

"That would make you more negative, wouldn't it?

"Okay...... so can you take it inside and get me two potions?

"Thanks, then I'll get it the next time I come"

Wolf grins with his fingers as he narrows his eyes.

The beautiful silver, golden bracelet, depending on the angle, suited him badly.

"It's just a little hard to make the same thing as that. Another fragment is bigger than the one I imparted to that bracelet, so my magic power isn't enough. And I don't even know where to get Heavenly Wolf (Scoll)..."

"Awesome bracelet, but not many people could use it in the Knights. External magic doesn't look like it, because there's hardly any team."

Exactly, it was a Wolf-specified bracelet.

I applied a red blood grant, so I can't move it anymore except for Wolfe. Even if someone else touches you and inadvertently gives you magic, you don't have to worry about flying all of a sudden.

In that regard, it became a reassuring bracelet.

"It's going to be convenient when crusading. I still have to jump up there, but if I get used to it, maybe I can change direction."

"Um, wouldn't it be dangerous instead?

"No, I think it's better to run away. And we're going to be able to work with some of the wind magic guys in the team."

"Maybe, wind magic usable knight, sky, can you fly?

"It's not that far, but if you just jump, I guess it's close to me just now"

The crew of the Demon Crusade Squad are likely to be able to perform in Hollywood films of their previous lives without CG.

If you say that, the magicians and the demons may be together.

"I just want to brag about this, but should I hide it as much as possible?

"If possible, do so. Because it's tough when they tell you to reproduce it. If you have a trustworthy magician or a magician, I wonder if it's possible to communicate the content of the grant to you and have it made."

"Strong Magic, Magic Master..."

What came to Wolfe's mind was my brother, Gwied, whom I met yesterday.

He is a water wizard with a magical power close to his father and has also given his name to the Senior Magic Instructor of the Magic Corps.

"I've never been there, but it might take me a while to talk..."

I still don't feel comfortable doing the favor.

I might try to talk to you if I get a chance, but I'm still getting lost.

"Oh, I remember because of the strong magic. For artificial demon swords, a unicorn horn may be available. Because instead of black slime, they could make magic cuts."

"Have you tried that, too?

"I tried this unicorn pendant when I made it, but I couldn't grant it magic. Maybe I don't have enough magic or I have a 'cut magic' nature. So I was wondering if we could break down the dagger again and give it a unicorn as a material."

Wolfe glanced intriguingly, but then he dropped his gaze all the time.

"What's a unicorn horn... that's pretty rare, huh?

"Yeah, probably. Because it was an adventurer's guild and seemed less furry."

"I wish I could just scare you off and hunt you"

"No, hey, isn't that impossible, Wolfe and I."

"... right"

Wolfe's job is to defeat demons. I'd rather be able to escape.

If you're in Darya, you have a much better chance of being defeated than defeating a demon.

I told a different story to a young man who's probably figuring out how to get it.

"I'm glad the Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) fangs were granted to that bracelet. If it was a dagger, it could have stabbed him in the wall."

"... I'm so glad you didn't have a dagger stabbed in Darya"

In an attempt to change the subject, a snake emerged from the (yabu).

The golden eyes are returning a little scary light.

"When I do a grant experiment with a new object, I want you to put an assistant on it when I'm around. I live alone, and if I'm hurt or down, it's tough."

"I'll be careful... oh, think about it, now only one friend could open the gate"

Darya thinks as she looks at the control board.

My father died, and Tobias took it off the register.

Now, if anything happens to me, only Irma can open the gates of the tower.

"When something happens to me, it's not good without someone to be able to open the gate...... I'll ask for some people and decide to have them magically registered. And just in case."

My father also died suddenly in a commercial guild. I can't say I don't have that possibility.

"If you don't mind, would you mind registering me too? I want the boulders to avoid things like today, but if something happens to you and you can't get out, you can hear me from the front of the door, not the gate."

"Thank you for your concern. For what it's worth, please do it here."

Go to the wall behind the workplace, the black control board on 30 cm squares. Looks like it's just a black stone slab.

"I'm not the type to register magic directly at the gate."

"Yeah, I'm registering on this control board."

Darya sheds magic from her fingertips and starts the control board. The black surface turned light and gray.

"Can you put your hand in the middle?

"Me, the magic won't go out there, but will it be okay?

"I think this is okay. I was able to register a friend with very little magic."

When Wolfe puts the flat left hand on the control panel, the surface glows white twice.

I checked the bills that Darya appeared on, and wrote Wolfe's name down in the lower right corner of the plate with the magic of my fingertips.

"That's it. Let's go to the gate to try it out."

As the two of us head out onto the road in front of the tower, the copper gate closes slowly.

When the young man touched the gate as Darya watched, it opened when he did so as a matter of course.

"That's kind of funny. Can I open and close it again?

"Yeah, go ahead. My friend opened and closed it thirty times the day he signed up."

It seems somewhere fun to just touch it and the gate opens.

Wolfe is trying to open and close with a similar look (kao) to Irma.

"Before I met Darya, I assumed on my own that it was the tower where the wizard lived, but it's still like a magic tower,"

"Then I hope the stairs can go up and down automatically."

Every day, the ascent and descent of the stairs is fundamental, both to work and to do chores.

A tower is a place where you have a lot of strength to live.

"I'm tempted to ask you to do this... call a guard if you speak out the door but you can't keep in touch with me or in case you suspect me"

"I hope it never happens."

"Yeah, I'll be safe. But human beings, sometimes suddenly."

"Suddenly... you know, sometimes you can't predict..."

Wolfe said, finally picking up the black leather bag he had left on the floor.

Afternoon tea time is just a little over, but I drink iced tea upstairs and finally take a breath.

"I guess I'll go buy a glass of East Wine after I calm down a little"

"Right. Tomorrow I will write the paperwork in the guild and will consult with Mr. Ivano in the future, so..."

"I guess I'll be joining the team tomorrow, too. I hope the expedition doesn't come in. By the way, I recommended him, but would it have been good for Darya?

"I appreciate it, really. I'm just really sorry to have to ask you to quit your guild."

"It's okay because that's his hope there. I think he's more of a man who wants to do business on his own than a guild official."

I actually talked to him, Wolfe, but I didn't want to tell him that I was calling Dahlia 'The Goddess Who Put the Gold Together'.

"Oh, this, my mother's conversation book and notes, read them if you like"

"Excuse me, I'll borrow you"

Wolfe takes a bunch of books and notes from a black leather bag.

The book isn't that big, but when paired with notes, it's just a little thick.

"My mother has a bit of a crush on her letters, so I want you to tell me if there's anything hard to read on the note. There are examples of gloves that you should know to avoid."

"You have a lot..."

Opening Siori's jammed page, Dariya sighed a similar voice.

I'm surprised at all the opening. How many are there?

"'Take off your gloves for me', 'Leave your jacket with me'... 'I'm not going to be able to move because I'm tired of dancing', 'Would you like to join us for a stargaze through the west window'... 'How about a brandy before the holidays'... I don't know what you mean..."

"Please take off your gloves for me"

You throw gloves and fight? Seems so.

"Please leave your jacket with me"

Why do I need to keep it? Cleaning is all I can think of.

"I'm not going to be able to move because I'm tired of dancing"

Around here, I just thought I'd go home to myself.

"Would you like to join us for a stargazing from the west window?"

All I know is the image of you looking at the stars. Why west in the first place?

"How about a brandy before the holidays"

Sleeping alcohol on brandy. On second thought, I think I know this, but I definitely can't do it.

Thinking about it all the way around, I notice something strangely quiet.

Across the street, the young man had put his hands together on both closed eyes, with both elbows on the table and motionless.

"Wolf, what's wrong?

"... sorry, if you can refrain from phonetic reading..."

"I'm so sorry..."

I read it without thinking about it, but from Wolfe's point of view, it seemed so insignificant that I couldn't gaze at it.

Darya wanted to do everything in her power to escape the scene.

As I searched desperately for the words of follow-up, thankfully the bell of the gate rang.

"I'm going a little bit because I'm like a customer!

As Darya rushes out of the room, the young man leaves his eyes closed and bows his head as he drifts.

Just now, the words she read out.

The same words, as well as the more straightforward invitations, have never counted.

but I've never had trouble dealing with it so far, or been able to make an expression.

No, she was just reading it out without thinking, and I'm not looking at her that way though.

Instead of the previous Dahlia, Wolfe was now stuck on the table.