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

"I think we should leave it at that for today..."

In the hands of the green tower's workshop, the silver magic board, Darya sighed tinyly.

After watching Youssef being transported to the temple from the Commercial Guild, Darya was only in a hurry.

The Commercial Guild and Rossetti Chamber of Commerce chamber chairman collapsed - the story is spreading no matter how much.

"The explanation to the surroundings is smoother for the former commercial guild member himself, so the chairman should go home before the curious get caught", so Ivano recommended and went straight home.

I'm glad Youssef saved me. I went to the kitchen thinking so, but I don't have an appetite.

I took a shower and changed into room clothes, perhaps because I was distracted.

Then, I practiced passing magic power through the small hole in the magic seal board, which was my daily routine, and my fingers became red.I still feel tingling and painful.

Accurate control of magic power required mental stability - something I had learned many times in magic.

I know, and I'm careful, but today it seems to be disruptive.

The magic lantern is on the working desk, and there is no one across from it.

My father used to be there, and he always told me more about magic tools.

Sometimes Darius was worried about his father, who was working while he drank, and cried out.

That's what I remember.

I'm glad Youssef was saved, I sincerely think so.

And I wonder why I couldn't help my father.

The day my father Carlo fell in the Commercial Guild, he was with me, and even if I could call a doctor, I wouldn't be able to call a high-ranking guru, Ellard.

Probably couldn't help.

Much more sad than this, I must have made my parents in my previous life.

I must have deeply lamented that I couldn't help my daughter who died of overwork at the company.

Even the world is different from its predecessors. I can't even deliver my voice if I want to apologize.

I know I can't do either.

And yet, your heart flashes back and forth majestically, and your helplessness twists and turns your body harsh.

I feel like I'm having some bad dreams tonight.

When I was clearing the magic seal plate, I saw the silver magic seal box on the shelf.

Some of them contain materials from the Monster Crusaders - the hearts of the Forest Great Snake and the bones of the Sky Bat.

While stroking the magic box with her still painful fingers, she remembered Volff.

I wish I had made an appointment with him on a day when I felt like blocking him like this, but I can't help but think of such a sweet thing.

Volff was training again tomorrow.

So, tonight, he'll never come.

When I thought so, the doorbell rang.

"Good evening, Darya. I'm sorry for coming all of a sudden."

Volff?

Because of the timing, I could only call my name with the door open.

And then it bursts.

This time suddenly means that something happened to Youssef.

Um, did something happen to Youssef?!

"No, Chairman Haldard is fine."Ivano told me that he read the documents at the temple because he was free and they were taken over by Lord Mitona. "

What is the one whose life was at stake during the day doing?

But if you can afford it, you won't have to worry anymore.Darya was relieved.

Volff came to inform me of that, didn't he?

"No, that's... it's a beautiful night, so why don't you go out?"

Behind Volff, I couldn't see a single star in the cloudy sky.

There is nothing in the metaphor of the nobility that I can recall.

What the hell does that mean? When I looked at him, he dropped my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I can't." I was hoping I could get you out of here like this, but I'm not good at this... "

For some reason, I leaned my head back at Volff, who said regretfully.

"Let's go to dinner" is all I have to say.

"Ivano came to the royal castle."You may remember your father today, so you can bring him out on a night when the stars are beautiful, for an appropriate reason, and stay with him until he's sleepy. "

"Ivano..."

The Commercial Guild didn't intend to show its facial expression, but it seemed to be out of hand for the competent vice president.

It was a little embarrassing, but I was happy with the care.

And I'm glad that Volff did this.

"Thank you for coming.Sure, I just remembered a bit.But I'm fine now. Volff will train tomorrow, won't he?If you stay up late-- "

"I'm off tomorrow.And there's something you can do without seeing the moon or the stars. "

That's what he laughs at.

Darya, let's go for a night out!

Huh? Night out?

"Yeah, there are a couple of late bars near the harbor.There are people from different countries, and the food is mixed, and it's so noisy, so let's drink the greasy, salty, and sweet dishes with as much alcohol as we can! "

I was frustrated and laughed at the pleasant proposal.

Apparently, I have to put stomach medicine and hangover medicine in my bag.

Darya smiled and returned the words to Volff.

That's a very bad thing.

"Oh, let's do more evil and change the shop and add a different kind of liquor!"If you get drunk, let's throw an exposure tournament (Dizasradu) in a private room! "

"I'm afraid to pass bad times!

It's okay! Even if you can't move, the knights will carry you.

This is so annoying for the knights, isn't it?!

I know it's a joke, but what if it bothers you?

The duty of the Knights Guard is to protect us, not to be a drunkard.

And that Exposition Competition (Disasradu) is too scary.Don't you know what to say?

As he moved past his laughter, he noticed Volff looking at himself with a terribly gentle expression.

Those golden eyes seem to see through Darya's fears--

But if you do, I'm sure you'll sleep without having a bad dream.

Yeah, that's right.

We both know bad dreams.

I know the nightmare of waking up to the darkness of those who could not save themselves, and those who could not be saved.

However, if you spend a busy time together, you will definitely have fewer dreams.

For today - can I sweeten it?

"Well then, take me for a night out."I'll be ready, so please wait in the workshop for a while. "

"Ah... oh! I'm sorry, don't hurry!"

Volff raised his voice as he opened the door and brought him in.

Darya finally looks back at herself.

They are wearing room pajamas, a rather loose shirt with a cream color, and trousers.It is very comfortable to wear, but it is definitely not dressed well in public.

Also, my face is completely tingling.

"Quickly! Quickly! I'll change my clothes!"

"Don't hurry, Darya. I'm playing with the slime..."

Volff fixed his gaze to the blueslime near the shelf. The care hurts.

Darya ran up the stairs with all her might.

While going up, he firmly vowed why he didn't plan to show him his new pyjamas.

"You... have grown and not shiny?"

Volff inquired into the fluttering blueslime in the square glass case.

As he heard it, Bruce Lime sticks to the glass on his side.

Clearly more volume than we saw the other day, and it looks like more light has been added to the surface.

I could see the wobbly white scraps in Bruce Lime's body.

Today, the snack that Darya added to the nutritional solution is the daikon skin, but it is partially permeable as it is digested.

The figure of Darya overlapped with that in Volff's brain.

Probably a room attire for the common people.It's not that the exposure was high, there's nothing to panic about.

However, in winter, the fabric was thin and the clavicle around her open neck seemed cold. When she held her mouth down with a smile, her luxurious wrist was well visible.

You should wrap it around with a blanket, even if you think about safety, to avoid catching a cold.

No, that would make me immobile.

"If I give Darya a warm sleeping suit... no, I don't think so!"

An aristocrat can only give sleeping clothes to a family member, fiancé or lover, or to someone who is very intimate or wants to be so-

When Volff remembered it, he shook his head to the side.

With the troubled young man as his cuisine, Bruce Lime was slowly digesting the daikon peel.