Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Michelino's description of the Festival continues.

"... I mean, almost everything the Cardinal can wear is a gift from a formatted grand aristocrat or a true great merchant. Otherwise, the rest of the costumes are traditionally handed down from the time of the Divine Age, so it's out of the question."

When I only replied raw because I had heard the story before, "Ah," Michelino Sabbath asked me the question, changing the angle.

"What do you think is making that?

"After all, isn't it the workshop or craftsman you hold, which you make your noble?

I answered with a general theory, but that didn't seem to be enough as an answer.

"They are first-class craftsmen from the traditional workshops that the formatted aristocrats have made for generations! The greatest masterpieces of the greatest masterpieces of those who have devoted their lives to the drilling of technology have been sorted, and after taking into account magical tests and the meaning of religious rituals on top of that, they can finally be put in line for the waiting list of costumes the Cardinal plans to wear!

If you dare to be rude enough, you will wear poor shoes at the hands of the artisans of Lower Town, who are also difficult to say first-rate, of the Pop Workshop!

You know how hard this is, don't you?

"... you don't have to put it that way!" Sarah whispered, looking down at her red shoes, puffy and angry.

A pair of red guardian shoes for women in this city that I gave you before. Sarah really likes these shoes and takes care of them every day with scented oil. I guess the way Michelino said it, even those shoes felt insulted.

Bad shoes, I'm not convinced by the call, but what Michelino Sabbath is trying to say has become increasingly understandable as a real feeling.

This Nori is for royalty, royalty, that sort of thing.

How big a deal is that leaders who can be such social symbols are chosen for costumes that can be worn officially. I haven't even experienced it in the previous world, so I still don't know what it feels like.

"By the way, how many workshops in this city have offered the Cardinals costumes and ornaments?

That's what I asked you, and I asked you a question to put it to the best of my comprehension.

"Thirty-three years ago, the Carvonen Workshop provided shoulder decorations to the Cardinal three generations ago, a record remains. After that, you don't. Since then, there doesn't seem to be enough talented craftsmen in this city to deliver costumes to the Cardinals. If it's not a workshop that lasted three generations in the first place as an indiscipline, it can't be a big nobleman's business partner, so it's not something you can do either."

The answer returned.

In other words, for the artisans of this city, it's been a really long time, a hell of a thing.

"... from now on, can't you revoke your offer?

I asked him if he was blue about the situation and the trouble that it would cause.

"You can't. Get ready now at best."

and merciless answers returned.

Michelino Sabbath, whose breasts are stretched just to say if he finally understands, but he is also a fine party, so he is a Lotus Trustee.

Something's hurting my stomach as well as my head.