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LLV.

Life sometimes gives us unexpected hardships, but sometimes it gives us unexpected luck.

That’s why the saying that life is fun goes around along with the saying that life is unpredictable.

―From the introduction to the best-selling self-development book, “You Can’t Do It”

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On the way to the Craft region, nothing special happened anymore. Something special like the appearance of the monsters that had appeared earlier.

Rather, as befitting its nickname of the artisan’s region, the closer you get to the craft, the more well-maintained the roads become, and the faster the horse-drawn carriages move.

And finally, when we reached the boundary where one of the products of magic engineering, the magic lantern, first appeared,

“Oh?”

As he reached the level of a semi-human, his developed ears began to hear the sound of something being hit with a hammer.

Not long after hearing that sound, a beautifully carved arch-shaped door appeared. Although it was called a door, it was not a door that opened and closed, but rather a large door frame like the Independence Gate.

Below that,

“Stop!”

There was a lycanthrope. Even a cursory glance showed that he was wearing quite luxurious armor.

“Please tell us the purpose of your visit.”

“Sightseeing. And shopping?”

Kanviel answered briefly, throwing something silvery at the lycanthrope through the window of the magic wagon.

“Huh?? Huh?!”

The lycanthrope was about to get angry as he caught something flying towards him, but then he looked at it and was surprised, so he checked several times with Canviel what he was holding in his hand.

“Hey, are you a mercenary sage?”

“Yeah.”

What Canviel threw at Lycanthrope was a mercenary card. A mithril mercenary card, one of only two on the continent made of pure mithril.

One is held by Kanviel, the ‘Mercenary Sage’, and the other is,

“Huh?! Even the ‘Mercenary Queen’?”

It is possessed by Advakiel, known as the ‘Mercenary Queen’.

“I want to go shopping and sightseeing. Can’t I?”

When Adbakiel asked that question while throwing his mercenary card at him, the lycanthrope shook his head violently. So violently that I was worried he would get dizzy and fall over.

“Ah, no! Huh, welcome! Pass, pass!! Hey! Get out of the way! Hurry, hurry! ”

As we passed the lycanthrope who was making a fuss about passing, our car entered the craftsman’s land in earnest.

As befitting its nickname of “Land of Craftsmen,” as soon as you enter the gate, buildings so beautiful that you might believe they are works of art appear competitively.

“There’s something you should see first when you get to the craft. Guess what? Gray?”

Adbakiel asked me with a smirk on his face. I was about to say I knew, but then I saw Adbakiel’s shoulders rising after a long time and Lina and Catherine’s eyes sparkling with anticipation, so I shook my head from side to side and let out a hollow laugh.

“In the center of the craft, there is a huge metal ore that the dwarves have not been able to discover. They don’t know its composition or what kind of metal it is. It is a metal that became more famous because a dwarf tried to split it, but it didn’t break.”

“I see.”

Unlike me, who answered calmly because it was a story I already knew,

“Really? Is there such a thing? Are you sure it’s metal?”

The sorceress Lina asked again with even more interest and her eyes sparkling.

“Yeah. I and Canviel have looked into it before, but we had no idea.”

“Really?”

Lina turned her head to confirm what Kanviel, who was a higher level wizard than her, had not been able to find out. Was it true?

“Yeah. I didn’t know.”

“Ohhh!!”

Is he a helpless wizard?

Lina was looking forward, her hips wiggling in anticipation.

When we arrived at the luxurious inn in the center of the craft, the dwarves approached us, as curious as we were.

To be exact, the magic wagon we were riding in was something new.

“Did humans make this?”

“The magic processing seems to be at a considerable level, but the carriage structure is poor.”

“That’s right. If they had just installed a shock absorbing device underneath, the ride would have been much more comfortable, right?”

“Huh? Is this some kind of automatic defense device like some retard hedonist kid? I can smell the smell of mana stones from here.”

Just looking at the exterior of the car, they gave a pretty accurate assessment, just in case anyone thought it was a craftsman’s land. The ‘crazy hedonist’ they were talking about probably meant a gnome.

“Hey. Human. Who owns this carriage?”

And then a dwarf with a beard down to his belly button came up to us and asked us this.

of course,

“Is the beer here that good?”

We ignored it.

If you give the dwarves a chance, they might try to dismantle that magic car. Or they might just hang on until their curiosity is satisfied.

This is a truly truly annoying race.

“Yeah. Originally, the only food that dwarves were picky about was beer. The stout here is really to die for.”

“Wow. I’m looking forward to it.”

The dwarf, who was about to rush at us as we passed by, seemed startled by something and couldn’t move as if he was nailed to the spot.

Let’s follow the dwarf’s gaze,

“Oh my! Stop it, you punk. Stop it.”

There was a two-horned hawk. And,

“Stop red and white too.”

The two elder dragons also had a look of displeasure on their faces. Not at us, but at the dwarves and craftsmen.

“Yes, Master.”

“Okay.”

“Get out. From now on, I will thank Gray-nim more than twelve times a day.”

Red finally chased the dwarf away, saying something that suited his personality. The dwarves and craftsmen who had apologized to us scattered in all directions like a swarm of startled flies.

After a brief commotion, we entered the inn and ordered some beers,

“Brother. Brother.”

Catherine pointed to one wall, carefully pulling at my clothes as if she had discovered something.

“Huh? Huh?”

On the wall Catherine pointed to was a poster.

“Oktoberfest? Beer festival?”

It was a poster saying that a beer festival would start in three days. Naturally, this inn was also advertising that it would participate in the beer festival.

“That’s right. It starts in three days. Guests can stay until three days later if they want and enjoy themselves. We’re planning to serve a special stout that’s only available during this period.”

“Huh? So other inns also have special beers?”

“Of course. The most popular inn during Oktoberfest will be able to hang the prestigious ‘Gold Cup’ on its shop!”

He then proudly pointed to a gold-engraved beer mug that took up one wall.

To be honest, it wasn’t that great, but I just nodded in response to the owner’s actions, who seemed so proud.

“Beer festival. What do you want to do?”

“Well, we’re not busy anyway, right?”

That’s true.

Because we didn’t move according to a set schedule.

“Well then. Shall we take a look? A beer festival?”

“Okay!”

The schedule was adjusted again after all the drinkers and drinkers agreed. After a quick meal of beer and grilled shrimp, the group decided to disperse to pursue their own interests.

Adbakiel and Canviel decided to go to the regular craftsman they visited every time they came here and were the first to go.

Two-horned and two dragons moved to the backyard of the inn. For a special task.

Catherine’s parents decided to rest at the inn, while Dean Hu and Vice Dean Fletcher went out to see the sights, and Pope Judas, the Sword of Caligo, and the supermen from the Cradle of the Unmanned decided to enjoy some more stout.

The group that moved together was Arcana, Lina, and Catherine.

The first place we headed after leaving the inn was the place Lina had strongly requested. It was the place where the special metal that Advakiel had explained in the carriage earlier was located.

A metal that even the most renowned craftsmen on the continent have been unable to discover.

When I asked a passing resident where the metal was, he proudly explained the location in such detail that I was able to get there without getting lost.

And there,

“Huh? Inspiration tank?”

The Dean arrived first.

“Huh? You guys came this way too?”

“Yes. How is it? Do you think you know something?”

“No. I have no idea.”

The blue light in the Dean’s eyes and the mana swirling around his body suggested that he had used various magics to explore.

Then the Dean doesn’t know? The moment the great wizard of Circle 9 said he didn’t know with the modifier ‘not at all’, I gave up any expectations.

“I want to see it too!”

Lina approaches the metal, touches it with her hand, tries to generate mana, and even sticks out her tongue to lick it.

‘Why on earth are you doing that…?’

Then he came back to us with a gloomy face.

“I don’t know. Ugh.”

Wouldn’t it be stranger if you knew that I was licking it?

Since I am not familiar with manufacturing or metalwork in the first place, I turned my head to the Arcanas. However, the Arcanas also shook their heads from side to side as if they were embarrassed.

“Is that so? Well, if we noticed it right away, it would have been revealed before. Shall we go?”

[Oppa! Try that. That!]

“Huh?”

[You have special eyes, oppa.]

“Ah!”

May’s intelligence manifested “divine eyes”.

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『Iron Meteorites – The King’s Scars』

It is a giant meteorite that fell on the continent about 80,000 years ago. The meteorite itself had a comb-like pattern called Widmanstatten, was magnetic, and had a density so high that it could not be considered a rock.

This special meteorite was infused with the last essence of a forgotten king, giving it a density and strength that is inexplicable as a mineral.

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“Meteorite? King’s scar?”

At a moment of wonder as I read the information revealed in Shinan,

Chorrr!

Cards from the deck stored inside my chest float up on their own and dance in the air.

Then all the cards are put back into the bag, and one card stands proudly on the Iron Meteorites – the King’s scar, emitting light.