Magical Tool Master Dahlia Never Compromises ~ Starting Today: Life as a Freelancer ~

As soon as he finished speaking, Wolfe happened to come back.

"Let's continue the revelations next time... By the way, everyone on the team has received insoles. They're really useful."

Seeing Wolfe come back, Dolino quickly changed the subject.

"It's great that more people can use the insoles."

"It would be nice to have something like a dry insole. During summer expeditions, when you sweat, your clothes stick to you, which is really uncomfortable."

"Even in the summer, even when fully armed, I finally understood why some seniors used ice magic stones to cool off and ended up getting frostbitten after I broke out in heat rash myself."

"I can't even scratch under my armor. It's so uncomfortable..."

The men were talking to each other with sad eyes, which was very sympathetic.

Wolfer had mentioned this on their first meeting; it seemed their troops had a serious problem with heat rash. Dahlia also wanted to develop clothing that could cool her down, but it wasn't easy.

She thought of her past failures and couldn't help looking into the distance.

"It would be great if we could develop cool clothing. I tried that before, but it turned out weird..."

"Could it be that the clothes crawled away?"

"I'm not crawling! Wolf, what are you thinking?"

"I accidentally thought of something else..."

He seemed to think of the "crawling magic sword" and smiled vaguely.

"That crawling thing, is it a slime? By the way, how strange is it? Is it getting hotter?"

"It's not very comfortable to wear, really."

"Is it hard or rough? If it's just a little uncomfortable, we can tolerate it."

"How should I put it... please wait a moment, there should be some leftover fabric in the kitchen..."

Rather than explaining it verbally, show them the real thing.

Dahlia went to the kitchen and pulled out a bundle of cloth from a drawer. It had been intended as a rag, but since it hadn't been cut, it looked like a pale green scarf.

"Looks pretty ordinary."

"You'll know once you put it around your neck."

Wolfe took the cloth with a confused look on his face. He seemed to be unable to feel it in his hands.

He tied the cloth around his neck as Dalia had instructed.

“…Hmm… This is a bit…”

As he said this, he took off the cloth in one breath and rubbed his neck frequently.

Dolino is drinking, so he gives the cloth to Randolph first.

“…Hmm!”

The moment Randolph put the cloth around his neck, his brows furrowed. He trembled slightly, endured for a moment, and finally took the cloth off silently, lowered his head and handed it to Dolino with one hand.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dolino looked at the cloth in confusion and then wrapped it around his neck. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he tied a bow in front of his neck.

"Hmm?...Mmmmm! Haha! This is too itchy!"

He laughed so hard that tears came out, and he finally pulled the cloth away.

This is the cloth that Dahlia had previously given with the green slime.

The fabric trembles slightly with just a little air movement. Sometimes it feels like a worm crawling, and sometimes, as Dolino said, it feels like being tickled. Either way, it's uncomfortable to wear for too long.

She also tried changing the wind speed, but nothing she did could completely eliminate the feeling.

"Why is that? It doesn't itch at all when it's made into an insole."

"The insole is thick enough to prevent it from moving around. Plus, the weight of your body rests on it, so it doesn't itch easily."

A few summers ago, she thought it would be very cool to imbue clothing with wind magic—and on a whim, she began experimenting. Furthermore, she didn't use the same fabric she'd tested on Wolf and the others, but instead imbued an entire crew-neck short-sleeved shirt with even stronger wind magic.

"I made a breathable top," she told her father and went to the bathroom while he put on the top.

Seeing her father rolling on the ground with tears in his eyes, Dalia was unable to stop him and could only use brute force to tear his clothes and finally take them off.

It would have been fine if the matter had ended there, but unfortunately Tobias came back from a client at that moment.

The daughter was holding the clothes torn from her father, while the father fell to the ground with tears and laughter - this puzzling scene left him stunned.

"Make another one so he can experience what it's like." She did as her father asked and made another similar top.

Tobias's clothes were taken off by his father.

She still remembered that Tobias laughed so hard that his stomach hurt and he couldn't stand up. He warned her, "Think carefully before you try next time." She could only keep apologizing to him.

Later, she didn't want to think about the painful failure experience, but in fact she was the murderer.

"This seems like it could be used as a punishment for the game..."

Dahlia had just recalled an embarrassing memory when Dolino's words shocked her.

"Punishment?"

"Yes, it might be used at a drinking party or banquet. We usually make the loser drink, but some people can't drink, so we have other punishments, like singing in front of everyone, calling out the name of their crush, and so on. For those who are too drunk to take the punishment, or who have fallen asleep in the tavern and can't be woken up, we wrap them in furs or flags and throw them back to their rooms."

"I've been caught in a fishing net before."

"Because you're too big, Randolph, for the flag to wrap around you."

I don't know if he was drunk or asleep, but I'd better not ask.

If you catch a big fish like Randolph with a fishing net, it will definitely be a great harvest.

"Cloth...net?...Ah!"

Dalia thought of something and ran into the kitchen again.

She returned with a coarse, white cloth resembling gauze. It was the kind used to strain ingredients in soups. She planned to process it, so she took a new bundle.

"Sorry! I'm going to the workshop for a bit and will be back soon."

"You want to try making something? Then I'll come with you."

Dahlia said as she ran out of the living room, with Wolf following behind her.

She went to the workshop on the first floor, took out the green slime powder, poured it into a glass, and mixed it with the potion used for magic tools.

Then he injected magic power into his fingertips, and the liquid gradually became viscous.

Then, he used the magic power of his fingertips to control the light green slime and applied it to the spread of coarse white cloth.

But she did not paint it all over. Instead, she left some gaps to form a grid, and fixed the direction of the wind to flow from the front to the back.

The mucus flowed regularly along the magic power of Dahlia's fingertips, adhering to the surface of the fabric.

She was careful not to bestow too much wind magic on the cloth, and made sure to keep the grids evenly spaced, continuing to bestow it.

The piece of cloth was not large, and her magic power was higher than before, so she finished it surprisingly quickly.

Dahlia touched it with her left hand, and after making sure the mucus was fixed, she prepared herself mentally to wrap it around her neck.

After wrapping it around my neck, I immediately felt a cool breeze on the outside of my neck.

Although the inside of the fabric fits tightly around your neck, it doesn't feel sticky due to the lattice pattern and gauze-like texture. Furthermore, air flows from the inside out, so there's no itching.

Although I don't know if it will match the clothes or armor worn outside, at least I can be sure that there is no problem wearing it.

Maybe it doesn't have to be made into clothes, it can just be wrapped in cloth around the parts that sweat easily.

"This should be cool!"

She untied the cloth from around her neck and handed it to Wolff, who immediately put it around his neck.

Those golden eyes widened and a huge smile appeared on his face.

"It's so cool...it won't itch anymore!"

Dolino and Randolph followed him downstairs and tried it out, both of them smiling.

"This is awesome!"

"So cool and comfortable..."

"Then this amount of air seems to be enough."

Dahlia wrote down the steps in her notebook.

The knights took turns wrapping the scarf around their necks or arms and expressed their thoughts.

"When I wear a cycling suit in the summer, I put a piece of this cloth on my back, and I feel like I sweat much less."

"Yes, it would be even better if it could be attached to the armpits."

"When wearing armor, you need to put one on each side."

"Armor... there's no way to attach anything to the inside of the armor, right?"

"Yes, we can. We usually put a piece of cloth or padding inside the armor where it's prone to rubbing against the skin."

"Then maybe this kind of cloth would be a good option. Also, keep the wind in the same direction and increase the force a bit."

Whether you feel itchy or not, everyone's experience is different.

She added this to her notes: "We can create several different wind speeds for people to choose from."

"If it can be attached to the inside of the helmet, it can also prevent sweat from flowing into the eyes."

"But if the helmet has enhanced hardness or something, there might be a problem with magic repulsion... Ah, how about making the hat out of thin cloth? That way it'll be easier to replace."

The wind magic produced by green slimes is basically a consumable.

Although it is simple to make, like insoles, it must be replaced after a long time of use.

"This is even better. Once the magic is exhausted, all you have to do is remove it and replenish it. A magician or magic tool master in the royal city can do it in a few seconds."

"The magicians in the royal city are truly amazing. Normally, removing magic would be very time-consuming and expensive."

I heard that removing the magic from an item requires a lot of magic power. The magicians and magic tool makers in the royal city should all have high magic power.

"If it sticks to the inside of the gloves, my hands won't get slippery from sweat."

"No, the cloth is so thin, why not just make it into gloves? We can wear the gloves we have now over it."

"The archers will probably be happy if I can reduce the sweat on their hands."

Dahlia took notes and asked questions, and the knights also expressed their hopes and opinions.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, the group chatted animatedly, and before long, Dalia had accumulated a large stack of notes. This pile of notes filled her with excitement and anticipation. Collecting so many ideas and applications she had never considered before, a smile naturally welled up on her face.

"Haha... these are all very interesting ideas. I'll start by trying the ones I know!"

“…Ah, wait, Dahlia! Let’s talk to Ivano first.”

Wolf, who had been smiling at her, suddenly turned serious. Seeing his sudden change of expression, Dalia was a little confused.

"Of course I'll discuss it with him. What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, but please don't tell anyone. This cloth might be used by the team in the future, so we can't let anyone outside the unit know about it too soon."

"Oh... I think I understand your concern. I heard that the last time we mass-produced insoles, it was a huge mess."

Even Dolino nodded frequently.

Dahlia looked at Randolph and saw him staring at Wolff.

"Do I need to sign a temple contract?"

"What's the point of signing a temple contract?"

"Keep this secret. After all, my mother is from a count family in a neighboring country, and I studied there for five years."

"No need, you're my friend."

"Even if you think it's unnecessary, Miss Dahlia is the head of the Chamber of Commerce. Considering the safety of the Chamber of Commerce, it's still necessary, right?"

Their topic and attention were suddenly directed to her, making her panic.

But as Wolff said, Randolph was his friend, and Dahlia didn't think he would tell anyone.

"No, that's not necessary."