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Chapter 20




Chapter 20: 20 \n“Or raise your face”\n
I speak to a woman in a hurry. But women don’t try to move.
“Please! Make me your apprentice!
Until I make this a disciple, and (…) this (…) doesn’t work…
People are gathering around to see what’s going on. I don’t want to keep this woman and, most importantly, Thermia in too much of a curious gaze.
“In the meantime, let me talk to you afterwards because I’m going to be in the store”
So the woman stood me up for a moment. Quite frankly, I’m a bummer. I want to leave before the guards arrive. I don’t really want to bother the guards.
The moment I knocked out the fastest time I’ve ever had, cleaned it up, held the sales counter, and the three of us tried to get to the return location, I ran into Mr. Marius. But you’re taking it easy…
“Oh, Dwarf’s daughter, did you get to see her properly? Good, good.”
“Yes! Thanks to you!
Dwarf woman responding with a smile. Oh, what Mr. Marius said this morning was about this guy…
“Mr. Marius, you could have told me nothing in the morning”
I protest loosely against Mr. Marius.
“No, well, from what I said, the results haven’t changed, and you couldn’t help it, could you?
That’s true, but here’s the thing: prepare your mind.
“Besides, I was usually surprised to see you on the top of the Buddha, so it was a profit for me.”
If I thought it had come out in good time, he’d be on a patrol or something and watching from afar.
“It’s terrible…”
“Well, forgive me. Well, here’s what I’m looking forward to.”\n
I’ll lend it to you.
“Roger that!
At the end of the day, Mr. Marius stands aside and even salutes. I don’t think I’m a bad person, but there’s a part of me that’s a little bad at this kind of nori. I loaned it anyway.
Mr. Marius also said goodbye, returned the sales counter and came to an inn in the new town. Most of it doesn’t leak, and the first floor is the tavern and the second floor is the lodging. This Dwarf woman says she’s been here about three days now.
“My name is Like Moritz.”
And the woman named herself. I have a big jock – not made of glass, like a small barrel with a handle on it – but it wasn’t the ale I was asking for, it was the grape flame wine (brandy)?
“Family name?”
Bosoli and Thermia speak out their doubts. But…
“Oh, no, Moritz is not a family name, it’s a workshop name”
“Workshop name?
Now it was my turn to express my doubts. Thermia is having a little ale next door.
“Yeah. Dwarves basically get together in a few families and have a workshop. People who are born or live there name the workshop besides their own name. I’m Moritz Workshop Liquette.”
Like naming a tribe or a village?
“My name is Eizo. This is Thermia.”
Thermia looked at me for a moment. Probably because he didn’t name the “Tanya” one. I don’t mind telling Mr. Riquet, but we don’t know who’s listening to what in the tavern. If it was a family name in this world, it would be a hassle, and I wouldn’t go out of my way to risk it.
“Say hello.”
Thermia says blurry.
“Nice to meet you. Eizo,… are you from the north? \n“Oh. I’m from. I live in the Black Forest, where I work as a blacksmith.”
“I see. So…”
Listen to me and think about it, Mr. Riquet.
“What’s wrong?
“Oh, no, I was wondering why I didn’t see a blacksmith who could make all this stuff by the time I got here.”
“Oh……”
I drink the contents of the cup with chibi. Wine divided by water, not so good…. I’m vulnerable to alcohol, contrary to appearance.
Well, you don’t usually build workshops in the woods. They’re a little closer to running water, and they move hammers with water trucks or something. I wonder if the hydraulic hammer or something used to forge in the previous world is close. In my case, it was prepared in the woods, so no questions asked.
“It would be helpful if you didn’t pursue the situation in that area in depth”
“Right. I’m not particularly interested.”
Don’t be so blunt, Mr. Riquet.
“So, what do you say you want to be an apprentice?
I track the story.
“Ah, yes. That’s the story, isn’t it? It’s a long story.”
Mr. Lique sips the contents of the jock gubbily and exhales haha.
“Me and my brothers were leaving the workshop and going around visiting workshops everywhere to load the drills. If there is a workshop that I think this is, I will be allowed to apprentice there, and eventually I will return to the original workshop to use the technique, create new objects, and return them to the apprenticed workshop again. That’s how Dwarves live.”
Oh, that wasn’t in the ”installation”. There is no such thing as the fine ecology of animals in it, so I wonder if there is any such thing in it. Well, that’s more fun…
“Don’t we all say no to such things as technology spilling out if we do poorly?
\n“Is that okay!?
“Yes, but there are four conditions”
“Yes. What is it?
“For one thing, I hate that I’m prepared to sacrifice myself, like Mr. Rike this time. Don’t do it in the future”
“Yes.”
Correct your residence and nod, Mr. Rike.
“Second, we don’t have enough room. It starts with that architecture.”
“Yes, even in the Moritz workshop, if a family had a child, we would be fine because everyone in the workshop would build more rooms”
“Third, I’ll wear it a little while ago, but I’ll need a lot of help besides blacksmiths”
“Yes, because that’s what discipleship means.”
“Fourth.”
“Yes.”
“Let’s not salute each other. I’ll call you Rike, too. Rike, call me Eizoo.”
“No, you can’t say that, parent!
I heard that. Thermia is Kyoton.
“Oh, parent…”
“Yeah, I’m a disciple, so it’s the muscle Suzi that calls me a parent to honor!
Thermia finally laughed uncomfortably. Remember that.
This is how I made my apprentice who I thought would be a long way ahead of me.