188 Chapter 188

"I'm sorry I even let you give me the rest of the material."

After confirming that the nobles had left, Atar, looking back, apologizes to Brown. In the end, it was due to the fact that Ataru was to provide the material he had left behind under Brown in addition to the material he had.

"Oh, never mind. There's still material at Term's, and they've split the rewards."

Atal nodded as he was relieved internally by the words of Kerakera and laughing Brown. Two thousand gold coins, of which four hundred were to be Atar's reward for this one, and the remaining six hundred were to be divided between Brown, Telm and Natalia.

"That would help. Well, it'll probably come back tomorrow."

Atal groaned a little reluctantly as he looked at the door Dens had left.

"What do you mean?

This is a question from Telm. He thought the problem had been solved already.

"... because how do you process that methyl?

I heard this. I nodded so much together. This time in making the gear for the Ataru, both Brown and Telm got stuck in the machining phase first.

It was no other atar that solved it.

"Earlier I said about Dens, like, the one who understands the story, but in the end, as I was asking everyone earlier, there's something forceful about just not putting threads on gold. While the story is going well, I sometimes praise this one, lift it, and say beautiful things. But if this makes it impossible to process..."

"- You mean a fuss?"

Brown, who smiled and showed niggardly, also thought of Dens and came to that conclusion.

"However, if I were just to decorate that material, I wouldn't have a problem..."

Atal spoke of hope even though Dens, a nobleman, got the rare material and just looked at it - I don't suppose so.

"Surely he must have a son who is a knight. Besides, I hear he recently made his appearance among the Knights. He's drowning his son, so I think he'll probably use it to make his son's gear."

This was the information Term had heard from his guests.

"I see. Well, if you're here tomorrow, that's gonna be interesting again."

Atal is laughing badly when he thinks about tomorrow.

"If you've already attacked me, you'll look bad."

Caro pointed out his expression with a bitter smile as he somehow figured out how Atal felt.

"Ha, well, that's good. I look forward to tomorrow. I'll drop by tomorrow morning."

Saying so, Atal, who waved with a single hand, left the workshop with Caro and Balkias.

Next morning.

Atal almost wanted to laugh at the unfolding too much as expected, but he was shutting up because it was more of a sword screen than he thought.

"What the hell is that! Even our skilled blacksmiths can't process it! Our son's appointment ceremony is next week!!

If you come in. Dens has always been at this rate and didn't give the Atals a gap to argue with.

Then after yelling for a while, Dens was so disturbed in his breath that he breathed on his shoulder.

"It finally fits, so do you mind if I move on to this one?

Why - Dens snorts as I say. One yell seemed to cool me down a little.

"Um... this, please?

A distracted Natalia draws water into the glass and gently hands it to Dens. He was drinking it all at once to regain his composure.

"Perhaps the reason you came yelling at me is because the craftsman with yesterday's material couldn't process it at all, right? I know. Brown and Telm couldn't have processed it."

Without the power of the atal, to be precise, it is annotated, but no one dares speak of it.

"If you know, you can say it yesterday! Why didn't you tell me!!

"Yesterday's negotiation, that was about how much you take away the material I brought in. You said you just wanted it without knowing exactly what the material was good or bad, right?

Dens toothpicks without being able to argue, as the pale atal words do correctly represent yesterday's interaction.

"So, the craftsmen made the noise, so you came here to explore how to process the arre, right? Then isn't that a good attitude?

Atal points out that if you're going to negotiate, it wouldn't be a good idea to yell about them.

"Gu, gu, when they say that..."

Dens, pointing to the drawing star, came here and realized he was taking a bad position on his own. I mean, I regained all that calm, but I already had a feeling that it was too late.

"Well, you understand the story. So what do we do? Yesterday's negotiations are complete. I got the money, you got the material. So this is going to be another negotiation on how to process the materials that we're going to do, right?

I could also refuse to allow Atal's words to continue to be pursued as if they were a continuation of yesterday, but I couldn't speak of it in the head of a calmed Dens.

"Gu, uh-huh, that's... yeah, will it..."

"So what do we do? Giving away yesterday's material is like a service. I went yesterday, but I didn't have any particular problems with the money. Well, I've never had a lot of money, but I just don't need it anymore."

For Atar, who is receiving a thousand gold coins in the castle and a thousand and four hundred gold coins yesterday, money was not a bargaining condition.

"So, what do I have to prepare..."

Dens, who can only think of about money, obviously knows he is in a weak position, so asks Atal with a bitter look of remorse.