Chapter 145

Chapter 145. Holy water is the best for cleaning the undead.

“...It wouldn't be right to get involved in Ernesia Kingdom yet.”

Others act only on faith and doctrine, but she does not judge based on that alone.

As the head of the cult, he also assumes the role of the monarch of the country.

Of course, he has some political sensibilities.

‘First is the Empire. If we don't do Ernesia Kingdom next, it'll be too much for us.'

To extend the hand of their church to the kingdom of Ernesia.

Since this is a task that has been handed down hundreds of years ago, it is not something that can be done hastily.

For the time being, it is necessary to maintain the policy of not interfering with each other as it has been in the past.

Everything has to be done in order.

She reminded herself of that over and over again.

‘Arel Ernesia...

the saintess muttered his name to herself.

‘Isn't it better to check the face at least once apart from that? It would be good to find a suitable excuse.'

She was carefully considering not only the position of a saintess, but also a position in charge of the kingdom.

‘Everything for the sake of the doctrines and aspirations of the holy kingdom.'

Gorgeous houses (1)

After the undead crisis subsided, time passed and I celebrated the year I turned 17.

Now that he's quite tall, he's finally not pushed behind by Ashana or Seina.

It's okay, just keep growing like this.

Aside from simply getting one year older, here in Fahilia, where I rule, there are several changes that mark the start of a new year.

Various big and small things passed by, such as newly developed products and our pet Griffon who finally gave birth.

And me and my entourage were still having fun.

“Whoops!”

Aken, the dwarf blacksmith, approached me with a strangely confident smile and grabbed a dagger he had just completed! put it on the table

“This time is perfect.”

It's really disrespectful to see a child boasting to their parents about a messy picture they've just drawn.

No, in the first place, I don't have a hobby of laughing brightly with the man who was sweating from beating iron right next to the furnace until just now?

“How are you? Arel!”

One of the recent changes is that Archen has stopped calling me by my first name.

That would mean recognizing me as an employer in its own way.

Still, I wanted to be a little more polite if possible.

Even so, Asha continues to disapprove.

“Hmm, where...

But it's something that can't be ignored.

In the first place, the reason why I am facing Aken alone is to check the finished product he has made.

“where? Shall we see if our dwarves did it right this time?”

“Just watch.”

“When it goes well, it's ‘very good.' I'll even put a stamp on those muscles.”

muttering, I picked up the dagger and pulled it out of the scabbard.

“Huh.... It looks plausible.”

“It’s not just the appearance. I'll let admiration come out of your mouth this time.”

Normally, this man, who would have reacted immediately if I teased him, is showing his composure this time.

Are you confident enough?

That's right,

but Aken is the only one who is confident, but the rest of Fahilia's blacksmith and his students are peeking at us from afar.

There's even a guy holding his hands together as if praying somewhere.

If you have time to pray to God, do it to me.

He lifted the blade of the dagger he drew and looked around.

I imitated the appraisal team, which somehow seemed to have something, such as looking at the sharpness of the blade and pretending to see it in the light above.

....Actually, my actions right now don't mean much.

I just want to look like I'm there, so I'm just pretending to be careful.

Because while I was going through the sword here and there.

“Hmm? Humm~ Is that right?.”

“What nonsense are you talking about!!”

That's right, thinking of the dwarf banging the hammer while crying over something I made fun of two months ago somehow makes my heart feel salty.

We dwarves are delicate.

“Arell?...”

Oh, I thought he would really get pissed off if I teased him any longer.

“I’m sorry I underestimated your skills.

Certainly, Aken, you are a first-class blacksmith.”

It wasn't something I said to comfort him simply because he was going to lose it.

If you were an ordinary blacksmith, you wouldn't have been able to even try the Damascus steel recipe I gave you.

Of course, I combined the skills of not only the blacksmith but also the alchemist, but it is worth admitting that I reproduced it to my satisfaction in a short period of less than two years.

What matters is not Damascus steel, but his technical skills.

“Hey, if you understood, that’s fine.”

Whether he didn't expect me to readily admit it or he was embarrassed, he averted his gaze.

Hey, if you're shy there, it'll just make us feel weird.

I don't have the hobby of creating a strange atmosphere with a middle-aged dwarf, right?

Anyway, his excellent skills aren't too bad for me either.

It's not like I'm doing this troublesome thing in the first place.

“good? Alright then, shall we give you a new present as a token of acknowledging our great blacksmith?”

“hmm? what are you talking about?”

Did you think I'd end up just giving compliments? sniff!

It's my turn to feel sorry for you to regard me as such a heartless bastard.

“...What kind of nonsensical nonsense are you talking about again?”

Aken looked at my face and felt something ominous, so his shoulders trembled.

Why are you like that? Our delicate Dwarf.

Huhuhuhu I'm doing this to give you something good.

I purposely smiled suspiciously and took out a piece of metal and a wad of paper from my pocket and put it on the table.

“...What is this?”

“Voila! A new metal?.”

Clap your hands and bless him with his new gift.

congratulations. Dwarf Aken learned how to make Damascus Steel.

Now let's tackle the more difficult metals.

“You know I got a few mines that aren’t used for war, right?”

“heard. But I heard that the metal there is difficult to handle and cannot be used?”

The metal buried in the mine is extremely hard and seldom processed, so it is treated as practically useless metal.

“If it's this metal, I've been asked to touch it once before.”

“But didn’t it go well?”

Aken shut his mouth, disapprovingly.

I'm not ignoring him, but it's not unreasonable either.

The metal I brought was none other than titanium.

The mine that was considered useless was the titanium mine.

It is not a rare metal.

However, there is a strong perception that it is a metal that cannot be used by any country on the continent, including the Kingdom of Ernesia.

what if I can't process it.

It would be difficult to smelt and process titanium with their current technology.

So even though it was discovered until now, it must have been just neglected.

I know that much too.

“So, for our Archen, we brought you a way to tinker with the titanium here as well, right?”

I am a kind teacher.

It is my goal to increase his skills by increasing the challenges one by one.

Only when he can handle more metals, not just Damascus steel, but truly useful iron, can I achieve more of my dreams.

When I told him that I had brought the method for smelting and processing titanium, Aken opened his eyes wide, then wrapped his arms around his head and shook his shoulders.

“this?????? This food??????

“Why? I'm too happy to say anything?

Were you even impressed?”