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Dwarf. One of the familiar races in fantasy. Height is smaller than people, but strength is stronger and more annoying. In order to make the ground and rock holes a living area, RPG, novels, etc., attributes are made earth and soil.

An elf that is made into a wind attribute is supposedly a racial mismatch...... When I look at dwarves like this, I really think this world is the game chick I am.

Sometimes I wonder if I was imprisoned in the game world, not reincarnated in another world. If I die, I guess I'll wake up in my room in the original world.... I'm not going to try.

"Master Martero"

Mr Somble nodded to the Dwarf who came, in the pale tone of the example.

Master, I guess that means quite a few people, but by my side came that dwarf called Martello and another, a little young dwarf.

"This is the dagger Cobolt had."

"I see, Kobolt. I'm not convinced."

Mr. Martello, who received a cobalt dagger from Mr. Somble, will quantify it for his hand.

"Even though it's magic metal because of it, they can't use it well for weapons. What a waste."

"So, Master Martello. It's unusual for you, usually in the workshop, to show your face over here. What's wrong with you?

"Yeah? Tell me about the Mithril mine.... because Mithril Silver is no longer coming in due to a rebel riot that happened a while ago. Work in my workshop has stopped."

Workshop...... I guess a blacksmith. Or are you a craftsman?

"Oh, because of that, some of the stuff stopped coming into Wang Du."

To Mr Somble's words, Mr Martello also nodded.

"If you can get Mithril silver in the Mithril mine you found this time, think about it. I've come to ask what kind of quota... but I don't know almost anything yet."

It was a waste of time, Mr. Martello said. Mr Somble lifts his glasses.

"Then you're in luck, Master Martello. You here, Jin, are an adventurer who went to that Mithrill mine.... and that cobalt knife, that's where I got it."

"What, is that true!?

Mr. Martello looked at me with a glimpse of his eyes on his face. Old man, I'm scared.

"From what I've seen, you look like a wizard..."

"It looks like this, though."

and Mr. Somble.

"I'm sure of my strength. He's the one who crusaded the Wyburn commotion the other day."

"What!?

Mr Martello, your eyes will be even bigger.

"That Wyburn that disappeared at some point, you were crusaded!... No, if you're so powerful, why are you such an amateur rounded cheap piece of equipment? I've seen a lot of things, but it's too much for my strength."

"Well, for a reason."

I'm a modest sales smile. I thought Mr. Somble was a tough guy, but you're gonna talk to him out of the blue. No, I didn't tell you to keep your mouth shut.

Mr. Bell also shook his head to the side.

"Jin, what do we do? You had something to do with the information on the Mithril mine, right? This information, it's gonna be money, but can we talk about it permanently?

Magic reading. I'll give it back in a nutshell too.

"It was a C-rank request, so I can't help it. Besides, this Martello guy, Mithril, he wanted silver."

Do you want to stick around? I turned to Mr. Martello.

"You didn't say hello yet, Mr. Martello. I'm a magician by the name of Jin Tokitmo."

"Martello. Blacksmith with the title of Master"

I see, that means someone with the highest title among blacksmiths. I didn't know because I'm a drifter, but I'm sure you're a prominent dwarf in this country.

"You can talk about the Mithril mine, but it will also contain a bit of confidential information, so I'd like to talk to you in a place where no one else will ask if I can,"

Adventurer Guild talking room.

In fact, it is a room used to ask adventurers individually or to tell sensitive stories.

In that one room that Mr. Somble arranged for me, me and Mr. Bell, pinching the desk, were to discuss it with Mr. Martello and his apprentice - the name Fabro.

"Okay, let's start with the place"

I'll take out the map of the 13th level of the great cavity and spread it to my desk.

"Oh, hey, wait a minute..."

"What?

"What's this map?

"This is a map of the great cavity?

Mr. Martello puts his face closer to the map and stares at the shivers. It's adorable to see you poking at your desk.

"If I did it, it would look like an elaborate map... does this have anything to do with magic or anything?

"Yeah, magically scan the terrain in the dungeon for the results."

If you do, say the appropriate thing and explain the map by lying. Yes, I actually transcribed the scanned records of the Dungeon Core wand, the DC rod, on paper.

"Give me one."

"It's paid for."

"Well, naturally. Let me hear the rest of the conversation later."

I gave the location of the Mithril mine and explained the types of warcraft that emerge at the same time and how this hierarchy looks.

"Ghost is no trouble. I want something that can use magic. And Frost Dragon... if this guy shows up during the mining, it's a hassle."

"You'll need an armed escort."

"Like you?

Mr. Martello looked at me with his arms around him.

"Magic is effective for ghosts. A powerful man who could see where he was selling off Frost Dragon material and hunt it.... Are you sure it's an E-rank?

"It's a translation. I have a good partner."

Pomp and stroke Mr. Bell's back on the desk.

"Do you need a Dwarf mining team?"

"Mining Regiment?

"It's a battle mining group that can fight and dig. We have warcraft. We're not experts at mining in dungeons or anything."

That's a dwarf living in the ground. I didn't know there was a combat group that could also mine.

"Nevertheless, it's not like we're going to call them or be able to come any time soon. Do I have to hire an escort and actually go?"

Look at me, Mr. Martello.

"You, if you ask me to show you over there again, will you take it on?

"Depends on the reward"

"Hmm, it depends on how much you want it, but for now, he said, 'I don't want to go again', so I'm so upset."

Mr Martello seemed to be relieved heartily and loosened his gripping face.

"I'd like some misrilled silver in a hurry, if possible. Even you want to go as soon as possible if you don't have a problem..."

"Are you in such a hurry?

"Mithrilled silver is not needed to make the magic weapon you requested, but the deadline is approaching."

Earlier, I just heard from Mr Somble that Mithrill Silver is not coming into this King's Capital due to rebel disturbances. For the time being, if there is no prospect of procuring it, I do not know that I will go to the discovered Mithril mine myself.

"But Mr. Martello, mining in a mine doesn't necessarily mean you can pick up the quantity you need, does it?

I don't think I need to tell him, the blacksmith, how much ore I have secured from mining.

"I understand even if you don't tell me. But I can't wait for you to do nothing."

You mean you need to be so hasty?... There is only one way. In a leather bag, I stick my hand in it. Mr. Bell raised his face.

'Are you sure?

When I snorted, I put a misrilled silver ingot out of my bag (storage).

"Here's some misrilled silver, though....... when it comes to selling, how much will you buy it for?

"" Huh!?

Mr. Martello and his apprentice Fabro, who had been listening to him in silence for some time earlier, stood up at the same time and opened his eyes in amazement.