Ran led the two men to the Knights' room. It was close to impossible for the two Dwarfs to cross the empire, and with the help of the top of the Golden Rose, the goods were also neatly packed and piled up.
The knights opened their eyes wide, wondering what was going on with the sudden appearance of the Lord. Blaine peeked at Ran and saw the two Dwarfs.
"The armor I ordered arrived. He said he wanted to wear it himself."
Blaine opened his eyes wide as Ran said with a grin.
"You mean armor?"
"Yes, I'm sorry I'm late."
Blaine's face was red as she said so.
Dwarf's armor.
It was a legendary armor. It is also handed down to a family that is still traditionally inherited from generation to generation.
The knights, who were listening to what happened, also opened their eyes wide and swallowed their saliva.
Pasen said with a pat on the chest.
"Because I have to finish it myself. I'll call you in the order that comes out of the box, so why don't you come?"
"Of course!"
Blaine spoke loudly without realizing it, but he was embarrassed and cleared his voice. It's something I've never seen before from a serious knight commander who is nearly 30, but the knights were so excited that I didn't even notice it.
"Then can I leave this to you two? Blaine, please."
"It's an honor."
Blaine spoke politely, and Ran swept away her chest and smiled at Ross, who was restless.
"Lord Ross, check your stuff here."
"No, the escort..."
"We're at the sky castle anyway. I don't need more escorts. Anyway, you have to check your armor."
"If it is so."
Ross eventually lost the desire. Ran giggled and left, saying "Please take good care of the Dwarves."
"Come on, bring that box. The name is written next to the box."
When Jetura pointed to the wooden boxes piled up on one side, the knights rushed to the boxes at one time and began to see where his name was.
Blaine was at a loss for a moment, but he watched it with his arms folded. Pasen stroked his beard and explained to Blaine.
"Lazia's go-to was it? I ordered an armor mixed with Missreel. You ordered 100% missreel at first. But the whole armor made of missreel is now rare in our side."
Rather, you can make light and sturdy armor by mixing misreel and other metals and using reinforcement magic. The ancient Dwarf magic is actually a blacksmith's technique-It was this kind of pride, but Blaine heard the story seriously.
Missreel.
This white, silver-colored mineral showed off its star-lit sparkle and at the same time showed off its highest intensity.
Not only did it not come out of human land, but there were no humans who had the skills to handle it even if there were minerals.
Only Dwarf and Elf's minerals. If this was refined in the Dwarf style, it was named Missreel, and if it was refined in the Elf style, it was named Lilum.
"I've heard of Miss Reel armor before. In the Dragon Warrior that destroyed the Atara."
It's really a legend. Blaine thought it was unrealistic.
"Atara? Oh- Is that the Third Age? Our technology is better than then. It's not entirely made of missreel, but it's guaranteed to be a robbery."
Pasen said with a proud face. Each of the members found a box with their name on it, flirting with whether it was heavy, and opened the box by taking a seat in the smoke field. Then there was a sigh and silence.
Everyone looked at the armor without saying a word and was busy touching it. Suddenly, Blaine realized that there were no boxes left.
In embarrassment, he asked quietly.
"Is that all the boxes?"
"Huh? But? Why?"
"No, it's up to me ·······."
Jetura huffed and said, "Stop touching and come here! I have to wear it!" shouted Blaine, whistling lightly.
Swii-
As if he had returned to his senses at the whistle, the knights stood at attention. Blaine laughed and said.
"It's late."
A strange smile passed between the knights at the words. Blaine said.
"Go forward with your armor in order of number."
"Yes!"
The members answered and quickly lined up in a line. Pasen nodded and said to Blaine.
"You're the leader, aren't you? You have your own armor, so come with me."
Blaine's face lit up in a flash.
********
"Dwarf's here?"
When asked by Eustaf, Ran removed her head from the document and saw him.
"Yes, he said he came to coordinate the armor himself."
"Has your armor arrived?"
Rarely, Ran laughed without realizing it, mixed with excitement in her voice.
"Yeah, wouldn't he be doing it by now? But I think the supply and demand of Dwarf products will be disrupted."
"What's happening?"
"No, that's a forest? There's the same thing that controls the mine now ... Aaaaa"
Suddenly, the thought of hitting my head suddenly passed like lightning.
"Noonim?"
Eustaf walked up quickly and grabbed her shoulder.
"Are you alright?"
"Oh? Oh, it's okay. No, I mean, - "
Ran tried not to let go of the thought that came to her mind.
'Yes, a new mineral has been created. Black mountain star sand. Nadium.'
The echo of the black mountain soon disappeared, and the Dwarfs were working as usual.
Then, mineral water explodes under the ground that goes deep. I should say that the higher spirits that the Dwarfs woke up were annoying.
In any case, water containing minerals such as sparkling grains of sand bursts up at once, and the mines and underground cities are submerged and the black mountain tribes are destroyed.
And the star sand mixed with mineral water is lighter than Missreel and has a higher magical reaction rate and stronger strength, making it a precious mineral.
Dwarf meaning black mountain in honor of the missing black mountain tribe.
It's called Nadium.
'What should I do?'
"Noonim?"
Eustaf clenched her shoulder and called Ran firmly.
Ran was already awake and looked at Eustaf. His blue eyes parted her head refreshingly.
"What's going on?"
"That's-"
How should I explain it?
"Eus."
"Yes."
"What if I know something and I can't tell you how I know it? I want to tell you because it's an important fact. It's a ridiculous fact."
I was a little gibberish while talking, but Eustaf got to the point.
"Are you choosing between lie-like truth and truth-like lie?"
"Oh! That's it!"
Ran hit her knee and became sullen again.
"But I can't even think of a truthful lie ·····."
What the hell am I supposed to say to Dwarf?
'And if you don't go as the original······? What if this forest is different from the one I know?'
So what if they took the whole city and nothing will happened? Ran is lost in thought.
Eustaf asked her half-bump on her desk.
"Wouldn't you tell me?"
"That's-"
Ran's face passed the difficulty.
"Let me organize my thoughts."
Ran turned her head, blurring her back. Eustaf looked down at Ran and said,
"Okay, and one more thing, what's going to happen to Lumiere and Lily? Are you going to let him stay in the castle?"
"Huh? No, no. Wait a minute while we find a place to live in the town below the castle. Oh, I need to get in touch with Haresh."
Ran sighed.
"We just arrived today, but it's happening one after another."
I coughed a few small times and Ran grumbled.
"Summer cold is persistent."
"Let at least ask for honey tea."
Eustaf pulled the rope and called the bell to order a tea to take medicine.
Among the bees on the ice wall are bees that collect only unique herbs honey, and the honey from the honeycomb smelled cool and sweet.
It is like a regular medicine for a Lazia duchy, who does not sell it outside due to the small amount.
Ran said, slowly taking a sip of the medicine honey tea the maid had brought.
"Eus, Lumiere and Lily,.... thank you for your understanding."
"No, if they're someone who's precious to Noonim, I should put it within my sight."
'Double meaning.'
Ran squinted and blew the hot tea. After drinking the tea again, she turned away, pretending not to know.
"Now that I think about it, this temporary position is now a year..."
Ran stopped just as she was talking.
"Noonim?"
Ran's face was distorted for a moment.
"Eus!"
"Yes?"
Ran jumped up from her seat. The tea overflowed from the teacup as the teacup was hurriedly put down, but Ran did not care and struggled and stretched her hands.
"No, it's...Hold on a second!"
Ran said so, grabbed the skirt and ran out of the office. Eustaf wondered, but he stood there calmly and waited.
After a while, there was a sound of running in the hallway. Eustaf smiled without realizing it.
The door opened quickly, Ran wore a long box on her side and a bouquet of flowers on her other hand.
I thought it might have been taken out of a vase somewhere.
'What the hell?'
Wondering, Ran stuck out a flower as she raised her head.
"Eus, happy birthday!"
The shock that seemed to have been hit in the back of the head hit him and passed by. Ran mumbled as she blushed.
"Sorry, I totally forgot... No, this is no excuse. Why are you setting a date for your carriage trip on your birthday? Oh, this isn't it either. Anyway."
Ran went on speaking openly.
"I'm so sorry I forgot. Happy birthday, Eustaf Laban de Lazia."
Speaking as if singing, she held out a long box.
"I hope you like it."
Eustaf carefully picked up the box. The smooth wooden box was delicately crafted from woven crafts.
Put the box down on the desk and Eustaf opened the lid. On a dark blue velvet box lay a beautiful sword bitten by a white censor.
Eustaf patted with his fingertips. Even though it was a wooden tree, it was so smooth that it felt like touching metal or ivory.
He picked up the sword, pulled it out of the box, and took it out of the sword's scabbard.
The blade appeared with a throbbing, cool sound. Again, it was a beautiful blade, so Ran narrowed her eyes and glanced at Eustaf.
"How is it....?"
Eventually, she asked first, and Eustaf slowly put the sword back in.
"I like it."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Having said that, Eustaf squeezed the scabbard, then turned back to her and bowed.
"...?!"
Eustaf, who kissed her cheek, smiled an innocent-looking smile.
"I really like it. Noonim."
Ran's face turned red.
Well, well. People kiss on the cheek in foreign countries, right? But is there such a tradition here?
I think so too?
But wasn't it too close to your lips to call it a cheek? Was that just how I felt?
"I never thought it be celebrated."
Eustaf continued to talk casually, and Ran managed to come to her senses.
"Why?"
When I asked without realizing it, Eustaf said briefly, "Well, it's been so long since I've received it."
Only then did Ran feel sorry.
I don't know what it was like when his biological mother was there, but after his stepmother came, Eustaf had never received a birthday wish. After he went to the academy, I thought his friends would have done it for him.
I guess it wasn't that either.
That makes Ran even more disintegrated. She said, stamping her feet.
"I'll make it look fancy next time. It's the coming-of-age ceremony, isn't?"
"I see."
Eustaf's expression got a little dark. He looked directly at Ran.
"I'll be the head of the household then."
Ran nodded softly.
His blue eyes contained something that he couldn't normally see. No, it seemed like he was asking himself.
He picked up his sword and kissed it slowly. The white and smooth censorship touches the lips. Nevertheless, his eyes were fixed straight to Ran, so Ran somehow felt like she was being kissed.
It was clearly remembered as if it was stigmatized by the soft texture, heat, and the scent felt because it was close.
His black eyelashes fall slightly, blue eyes look at her with a dark and sweet glow that she has never seen before.
"Thank you. I'll cherish it."
After the kiss, he smiled and said, shaking as if she had been released from the spell and trying to smile.
"I'm glad you like it."
Only the cliché word came out.
"Well, I'll be on my way. I'll see the rest of the paperworks later."
And before hearing Eustaf's answer, Ran rushed out of the room.