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

After all, it's impossible to directly tell Oswald "We are making a magic sword", so I'm afraid I can't ask him in detail about this.

Another possibility is that she injected more magic than expected.

However, considering that there is no sign of magic power being exhausted, this speculation seems to be ruled out.

In any case, this result was completely unexpected.

I've heard that if the magic power is too strong, you can consider using rare materials with high magic defense as an intermediary or covering. It seems that the next time I create an artificial magic sword, I'll have to start by finding the right materials.

"We need to confirm the magical power of the materials in more detail... How can we detect individual differences?"

While Dahlia was immersed in various thoughts, she noticed that Wolf was stroking the scattered scabbard with a sad look on his face.

"You've become so shattered... Would you rather die than be reborn as a demon sword?"

"Wolver, stop talking like the sword has consciousness."

Watching him speak to the shattered sword, Dahlia tried to dispel the terrible thoughts that emerged in her mind.

Once, when she was making an artificial magic sword, she accidentally created a magic sword that could crawl on its own. Although this was due to the strength of the magic power, it did make her panic at the time.

At that time, Wolf half-jokingly said, "If there is a soul dwelling, it must be Dalia's..." She couldn't help but imagine that the soul of her father or ancestors was attached to the sword, and she felt a chill.

However, the artificial magic sword is essentially a magic tool, one of the magic tools she has been making.

The sword in front of him was just an ordinary, disassembled sword.

It just made some strange noises and broke apart due to the magic power - there was absolutely no way that the souls of my father and ancestors, or anything else, could reside in it.

Dahlia once again tried to shake off the thoughts that frightened her and stared intently at the blade.

"It seems like I really can't come up with a name for it this time."

This attempt ultimately failed to produce the magic sword. It would be difficult to name it.

"No, now that we've come this far, we should probably give it a name..."

"But it's already broken down like this? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call it the 'Broken Demon Sword', the 'Unreassembled Demon Sword', or the 'Self-Decomposing Demon Sword'?"

"Dalia, why do you always want to give it such tragic names..."

Dahlia had simply suggested a few appropriate names, but Wolff's expression of sadness made her feel puzzled.

“…Then let’s just call it the ‘Demon Sword of Destruction’.”

Hearing Wolfe say the name calmly, Dahlia couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

Dahlia thought that although she knew she had no talent for naming, Wolf's naming style was really the same.

"Isn't that strange, Wolf? This sword didn't become a demonic sword at all. What was truly destroyed was the sword itself."

"No, this is exactly the kind of romance we should pursue in naming a demon sword!"

"Does this kind of romance really need to be reflected in a name?"

"Of course, romance is absolutely necessary when naming a demon sword!"

After hearing Wolfe's serious words, Dahlia silently placed the glass spoon used to hold the magic-sealing silver on the table and let it roll.

The spoon flipped over with a crisp sound, and this time it was Wolf's turn to narrow his golden eyes in confusion.

"Dalia...you don't have to give up so quickly, right?"

"I really don't understand this kind of romance."

"No, I hope you understand."

"It's okay as long as you understand this kind of thing yourself, right?"

"No, I must share this romance with you! Now let me explain in detail the romance in the sword's name!"

"No, thank you!"

On this day, Dalia deeply realized that there were indeed some things between her and Wolf that they could not understand each other.

Volume 5: OEM Production Commissions from Interlude Members

After Ivano got off the carriage, he slowly looked from left to right.

Even though it was almost noon, there were few people in front of the Orlando Chamber of Commerce building and the delivery of goods had almost come to a standstill.

He remembered that the last time he was here, it was much busier. Just as he was about to take a step forward, a woman appeared in his sight. She was standing not far from the front of the building, looking inside with a somewhat dazed look.

That was the mother of Ireneo and Tobias whom he had met in the past few meetings of the Merchant Guild.

He thought her profile looked much older. Although she was nearly fifty, she still had bright and lush reddish-brown hair, and her overall temperament was plump but still retained the charm of her youth.

However, her hair was now visibly streaked with gray and was tied into a bun, and her dress seemed a little loose. Most notably, she looked haggard and gloomy.

"Madam Orlando, the former president, long time no see."

"...Ah, Mr. Ivano, long time no see."

Ivano took the initiative to greet her in front of the Chamber of Commerce. She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then responded to his greeting.

Ivano thought that his appearance must have changed a lot.

A dark blue three-piece suit paired with a fine ivory shirt, and mustard-colored hair combed to its natural curls. Fortunately, this outfit was chosen by Fortu, the head of the Clothing Guild, and the barber shop and barber were introduced by Oswald.

Compared to the days when he was a member of the Merchant Guild and wore casual clothes to help with the transportation, not only his dress but also his overall temperament has changed, which makes Ivano feel a little proud.

On the first day he put on the outfit, he looked in the mirror and thought it was too forced. But with his wife and two daughters praising him, "Dad has become so handsome!", he gradually got used to it. He was indeed a very simple person.

"Mr. Ivano, you've become much more impressive... Lady Gabriella will surely be very pleased."

"That's hard to say. I've been so busy lately that I've barely had a chance to talk to the Vice President."

The other party did not mention Ivano's wife or parents, but directly mentioned Gabriela's name. As expected of the former president's wife, her keen observation skills remained unchanged.

Ivano put on a business-like smile and waited for the other party's response.

"...Are you all right?"

"I'm fine as usual. But are you asking me, or someone else?"

He knew very well that the other party was asking about Dahlia's situation.

But he deliberately kept the subject vague and looked at her with his deep blue eyes.

"If Miss Dalia saw the state of our guild now, she would definitely find it hilarious."

"How could that be? Our guild leader is not that kind of person."

Hearing her low, regretful tone, Ivano laughed exaggeratedly. However, the other party did not respond.

"I'm here today to discuss business. Could you please lead the way? I hope to establish a long-term business partnership."

"I'm so sorry, this way please."

She seemed to have been looking for an excuse to go in, and walked into the Chamber of Commerce with Ivano.

"I'm Mercadanti from the Roseti Chamber of Commerce. I'm here today to discuss a possible partnership."

"Welcome, Mr. Mercadante. Ireneo will be here soon. Please follow me."

It seemed that the member of the business who had been waiting was about to lead him to the reception room, but when he saw the former president's wife following behind, he showed an embarrassed expression.

"Madam, this—"

"Ah, I was planning to invite the wife of the former president of Orlando to join us."

After Ivano said this, the merchant looked hesitant but still led them to the reception room.

This was Ivano's third visit under the name of the "Rosetti Chamber of Commerce." Previously, he had come here to meet with Ireneo or to obtain materials.

Thanks to Goode's strong recommendation of the Roseti Chamber of Commerce at the dinner he was invited to, the order volume for magical tools such as waterproof cloth increased dramatically.

In contrast, the Orlando Chamber of Commerce's orders for magical tools should have dropped significantly.

A chamber of commerce recommended by the future marquis, and the president of the chamber of commerce is a woman who has a close relationship with his brother.

The person who proposed unilaterally breaking off the engagement with the Chamber of Commerce president was none other than the head of the Orlando Chamber of Commerce's Magical Equipment Department. In such a situation, the actions of those in the know were so predictable that it was hard to laugh.

However, even if Ivanor didn't tell Dalia and Guid, he himself did some things in the gray area.

The day after the launch of the expedition furnace, he commissioned rumormongers to spend eighteen days spreading the difficult situation of the monster subjugation forces.

The news told of those who had died in battle against powerful monsters, those who had been gravely wounded, stories of those separated from their families and loved ones due to the harsh conditions and poor food during the expedition—even so, these men continued to risk their lives fighting monsters to protect the people. These stories were deliberately spread to taverns frequented by civilians, allowing rumormongers to spread them until their budget ran out.

Men who have drunken a lot of wine always enjoy hearing about these heroic deeds, and gossipmongers seem to enjoy spreading them as a kind of gossip.

Monster hunting teams are already quite popular among civilians.

The exaggerated story of the hardships and tragic heroism of the expeditionary force reached Ivano's ears in a short time.

Then, slowly spreading in the same tavern, was the story of the expedition furnace developed by Dahlia.

To help the monster-suppression force, Dahlia, as the head of the Merchant Guild, pushed the price of the expedition furnace to the lowest possible price and requested her name be engraved on the back of the furnace, which she readily accepted as an honor. The expedition's captain, Gulat, expressed his respect and requested that she serve as their advisor—the entire story was shared.

Those who remembered the sad story of the Monster Suppression Team seemed to be actively helping to spread the news this time.

There is not a single lie or exaggeration in all this. No matter where we investigate, we cannot find any falsehood.

The story about the president of the Roseti Chamber of Commerce was as exciting as a drama and spread among the crowd without any hindrance.

Unconsciously, the talk of a broken engagement faded, and even the rumors about her being protected by Wolff began to diminish.

Instead, rumors began to spread that she presented herself as a strong woman who supported men of different status through work.

This part was not spread deliberately by Ivano. It is not known whether it was formed naturally or some noble was pushing it behind the scenes.

Although it was a cause for concern, he did not intend to confirm it, so as not to disturb something that should not be disturbed.

As for Dahlia, she believed that Ivanor had compromised and lowered the price of the expedition furnaces sold to the monster-suppression forces—but that was not the case at all.

When she suggested engraving their names on the back of the stoves used by the expeditionary force and said that this would become an advertisement for the Chamber of Commerce, Ivano broke out in a cold sweat, realizing how effective this publicity strategy was.

This incident also made him deeply realize that Dahlia's creative talent goes far beyond the development of magical tools.

However, Ivano did not discuss this matter in depth with Dalia.

He didn't want to put any obstacles in her way in terms of her free creativity.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

Just as the Chamber of Commerce staff brought the tea, Ireneo walked quickly into the room.

"No, I arrived a little earlier than the agreed time."

Ivano said this on purpose, but in fact it was Ireneo who was a little late.

Signs of fatigue were obvious from his dark circles under his eyes and pale complexion, which were darker than last time.

"So, regarding this incident—"

"Mr. Ivanor, how should we apologize so that Lord Scafarot will let us go?"

The one who suddenly spoke up was the former president's wife.

"Neither Wolfe-sama nor Guid-sama has done anything to your company."

"However, the current situation of our Chamber of Commerce..."

"Mother, please be quiet."

Ireneo's expression collapsed.

At first he was unable to stop his mother from talking, probably because he was stunned by her presence.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Mercadante."

"No, I must make this clear. Lord Goode has been stopped by Lord Wolffred from taking any action against your Chamber of Commerce. I heard this from him personally, and it is true."

"Mr. Ivanor, are you familiar with Lord Scafarot?"

"Well, sort of. I even had a drink with Master Guid recently."

Even though it was their first meeting, Goode had already arranged for someone to contact him.

He probably couldn't get rid of Guid anymore, but looking at it from another perspective, this also meant that "Ivano Mercadanti" was of considerable value to Guid.

In that case, let's also make good use of the name "Guid Scafarot".

"Back to the topic, do you have any free time lately?"

"We still have some manpower that can be deployed."

"I have a lot of work to do with magical tools and would like your help."