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

She began training to become a magic tool maker at the age of five, and her passion lies in magic stones and magic stone encyclopedias. She had long wanted to make magic tools and began developing them with her father.

Dahlia learned to cook from the maids since she was in elementary school, creating many unique dishes. Carlo praised them repeatedly, but after eating them for a while, he lost weight. Fortunately, her cooking skills improved significantly, and now Carlo looks forward to mealtime every day.

When she was sixteen and an adult, she drank wine for the first time and frowned deeply. Carlo had thought his daughter was unlike him and didn't like wine, but now she could drink with her father at dinner, and she could drink quite well.

How many more years could they live together in the Green Tower? Probably not much longer.

Carlo feels happy living with Dalia. However, he has recently begun to worry that his behavior will make it difficult for Dalia to find a partner.

There were only the two of them in the tower, father and daughter, so no one would want to live here as a son-in-law. He would have to let his daughter get married one day, and she was almost old enough to consider marriage.

However, his daughter had no interest in love and showed no signs of being in one.

Carlo once wondered if it was just his daughter who was hiding it from him, but a few days ago he heard her childhood playmate Irma yelling, "You keep saying slime, slime every day! Do you want to marry a slime?" Carlo agreed deeply.

It seems that my daughter’s lack of luck in love is also a big problem.

Carlo put on his reading glasses, sat in the chair next to Dahlia, and confirmed the order for the magic tools.

He saw some blue slime powder scattered on the edge of the work table, thought for a while, and took out several kinds of potions for magic tools from the cabinet.

Dahlia had only added one potion to the slime. Carlo, however, concluded that a combination of different potions might be more effective. However, if he did this for his daughter, he would be hindering her research.

He suppressed his desire to try and placed the four most compatible medicinal liquids from right to left.

Then he made sure the medicine was out of reach of his daughter, to prevent her from accidentally bumping into it while she was half asleep.

Perhaps he is still an overprotective father, which is why he worries about these things all the time.

Carlo looked at the bottle of blue slime on the table and suddenly recalled the past.

Under the blue sky, "little Dahlia" asked him for a hug for the first time, and he picked up his daughter with both hands.

Her body was so light, so small, yet her smile was so dazzling. He would be a saint or a villain if it meant protecting that smile. What a naive father.

Whenever he saw little Dalia fall, he couldn't help but rush over to help, but he was scolded by the maid every time.

"Mr. Carlo is too protective of Dalia! The child must learn to stand up on her own!"

The maid always persuaded me earnestly like this.

Later, when Dalia fell, she would even say, "Daddy, don't come over here, you'll get scolded!", stopping Carlo from helping her and standing up on her own. As a father, he was really embarrassed.

Although Carlo is a good magic tool master, he is an unqualified father.

He could teach his daughter academics and the skills of a magic tool master, but he couldn't tell her how to survive and deal with the world as a woman.

He hoped to make some compensation to his daughter, so he secretly asked the people around him for help.

He always says it's a "favor," but it's actually a "request."

Carlo kept exchanging small favors for help, telling the other party that if he was gone, please help Dahlia when she was in trouble and lend her a helping hand.

The people being asked for help would laugh when they heard this, perhaps because they were dumbfounded by his overprotective behavior towards his daughter.

Selling these favors might ultimately be futile, but he didn't care.

If Dalia knew about this, would she thank him? Or would she laugh at him? No, what he wanted most was for his daughter to live a smooth life and not encounter any difficulties.

In the future, when Dalia finds a partner to spend her life with, and he has passed on all the knowledge and skills of a magic tool master to his disciples, he will be able to sleep in peace - Carlo smiled bitterly when he thought of this.

No, that's not the case.

No matter how long he stays with his daughter, he will still be reluctant to let her go and will still worry about her.

After his daughter gets married, he will want to hold his grandson, and after his grandson is born, he will even worry about him.

If he were still with Dalia's mother, would he be able to send his daughter off to marriage with a smile and not worry about her future?

No, definitely not.

God wants people to "live without regrets." What can we do to achieve this goal?

The priests of the temple chanted repeatedly, "Live righteously, live with love, live without regrets."

Carlo found this jarring. Was it because he was old, or because he had failed to follow these principles?

As a child, he was a mischievous child, a source of worry for his parents. As a student, he was obsessed with play and experimentation, causing numerous problems for his friends and teachers. Before he could fulfill his filial duty, his parents died of illness, leaving him heartbroken. After becoming a magic tool maker, he experienced countless failures, each one leaving him wallowing in agony and gnashing with regret.

He got married after a passionate love affair, but it ended in divorce, leaving his daughter without her mother's company.

Carlo's life is filled with regrets of "what if?"

He had lived like this for most of his life, and lately he had been attending funerals of friends and acquaintances more and more frequently. He was afraid that it would soon be his turn to be sent away.

After all, he will be leaving first, so perhaps it's time to find a reliable partner for his daughter.

As the daughter of a baron, Dalia had received some blind date invitations, but Carlo believed that the restrained aristocratic life was not suitable for her.

Dahlia is a skilled magic tool maker, but her excellent creativity and execution can bring danger. Therefore, she needs a rational partner to put the brakes on her.

Carlo pushed up his sliding reading glasses and saw the silver plate against the wall of the studio gleaming.

The silver plate was evenly imbued with hardness-enhancing magic, and it was quite beautiful for a first-time work.

It was done by his friend's son, Tobias, his disciple.

Tobias did not come from a family of mages or magic tool makers, but he worked hard to enter the academy, determined to become a magic tool maker.

He is diligent and calm, and like Dalia, he doesn't understand what love is.

However, he still secretly worried about his junior sister Dahlia, just like a brother worries about his sister, which made Carlo feel relieved.

Carlo simply hoped that they could continue to help each other as brothers and sisters.

A friend suggested that his son Tobias marry Dalia, as the conditions were good for both of them.

However, Carlo could not imagine them changing from being senior and junior classmates to being husband and wife and laughing together, so he was reluctant to agree to this proposal.

Honestly, he felt that being overprotective was fine, and even if someone called him arrogant, he didn't care.

If possible, he would like to help his daughter find a reliable partner, create a smooth path for her, and eliminate all risks.

That man must always protect Dahlia, instead of being like him, who can't even protect his wife.

He wanted his son-in-law to wrap around her like the tarpaulin she was about to finish, protecting her from the cold rain and strong wind, and to protect her behind him, so that she would not be hurt.

Carlo doesn't want status or fame, he just wants an ordinary life.

But he hopes that Dahlia will be happy throughout her life──

This was his small yet ambitious wish as a father, but unfortunately he had no way of knowing whether it would come true.

"Dalia, are you awake? You're still sleeping..."

Dalia shifted in her sleep, her coat falling to the floor. She seemed to be dreaming, a childlike smile on her face.

Carlo picked up the coat and put it over his daughter's shoulders again, then laughed to himself.

His daughter won't always be the "little Dalia" in his arms. As a child, his daughter once told this overprotective father, "Daddy, don't come over here. You'll get scolded!" How will she rebuke him next time?

Maybe the strong daughter will just smile and say, "You don't have to worry about me anymore."

Even if one day, Dahlia deviates from the smooth path and chooses to go her own way, it doesn't matter.

That's what a capable magic tool master, as an adult, must do.

Whether it is a steep slope or a road full of thorns, he will admire his daughter's courage and give her blessings.

After this, all he could do was pray for his daughter.

Pray that good things happen down that road.

Illustrations for Volume 2

Volume 3 ◆Magic Tool ~Pop-up Toaster~

The Taiwanese version is from the Kingdom of Light

Light Kingdom Entry Group

Image source: Yueling

Entry: Moon Spirit

A bell jingled, and a light brown object flew through the air.

The object drew a large parabola in the dazzling sunlight coming in from the window. At this time, a young man walked in from the door, pounced on it and grabbed it.

When Dahlia saw the black-haired young man jump up beside her, she couldn't help but admire in her heart that he was worthy of being a member of the monster subjugation force. His dynamic vision and reflexes were indeed extraordinary.

The young man held a perfectly toasted piece of bread in his right hand, a question mark appearing on his handsome face as he asked:

"Dalia, I want to ask you, why did you use a magic tool to bounce the toast?"

"Uh, that's because..."

Dahlia didn't know how to explain it, and a cold sweat ran down her forehead.

Recalling her past life, she had on a whim experimented with making a pop-up toaster—a reincarnated being, Dalia, couldn't honestly say that. In her past life, she worked for a Japanese home appliance company, but died from overwork due to the heavy workload.

Her name in this life is Dalia Rosetty.

This world has monsters and magic, just like the fantasy world described in the previous life.

Dahlia's profession in this life is a magic tool maker.

A magic tool master is equivalent to a craftsman, who can use magic stones and monster materials to make various magic tools.

There are many types of magic tools, including magic lamps that emit stable light using fire magic stones, hair dryers that use wind and fire magic stones to blow out warm air, rings and bracelets that remove toxins, and jewelry used as auxiliary tools when fighting monsters.

Dahlia works on the first floor of a vine-covered stone tower, commonly known as the "Green Tower."

"I want to make a 'pop-up toaster'..."

"'Pop-up toaster'?"

The black-haired young man who tilted his head and asked was named Wolffred Scafarot.

He was a member of the Monster Suppression Corps of the Odinie Kingdom Knights. With his tall stature, ebony hair, and fair, handsome features, his narrow, golden eyes were particularly captivating; he was truly a beautiful young man.

However, this face caused him a lot of trouble in interpersonal relationships, and he himself felt deeply disgusted.

"A pop-up toaster is... I want the toast to automatically pop up into an easy-to-reach position after it's heated."

Dahlia took the light brown toast from Wolf and looked at the work table.

There is a slightly elevated silver rectangular body on the table.

The appearance is based on the previous "pop-up toaster".

While there are bread warmers in this world, they can't be used on the dining table. Instead, they're placed on a magic furnace, sandwiching the bread in the middle to heat one side at a time. This takes time, and requires metal tongs, making it a bit cumbersome to use.

This morning, Dahlia went to buy bread and saw toast on sale. Having not eaten toast in a while, she recalled memories of her past life, and out of nostalgia, she decided to experiment with making a toaster.

She adjusted the square metal body to accommodate the Fire Magic Stone, then installed two facing combustion-type magic circuits inside.

There are two openings on the top of the machine. Ideally, you can put the toast in and heat both sides at the same time. When the set time is reached, a bell will sound and the toast will pop up one-third.

"The spring is too strong..."

Audine's toast was about the same size as in his previous life, but one slice was as thick as a pack of four in his previous life, and it was very solid. In other words, quite heavy.

On the first two attempts, the toast didn’t bounce back properly and got burnt.

She was using the weakest spring she had, and it seemed like it wasn't strong enough.

Actually, the spring only needs to be strengthened one or two levels, but unfortunately I don’t have it at home.

She originally wanted to wait until tomorrow to buy the right spring, but then she thought, this is just a trial piece anyway.

It wouldn't matter if she used a slightly stronger spring. She could just cover the work surface with rags and the toast would bounce away without a problem. That's how Dalia casually replaced the spring.

She was completely absorbed in the trial, hoping to finish it before Wolff arrived.

As it turned out, just as she was trying to make toast for the third time, Wolfe opened the door to the workroom. The toast suddenly flew behind Dahlia, and Wolfe, with his highly athletic nerves, quickly caught it—a timing that was truly unfortunate or not.

"You need a spring to make toast?"

Wolff asked with a puzzled expression.

"I didn't intend for the toast to fly that far. I just wanted to toast it on the dining table, and I thought it would be convenient if it could pop out automatically after it was done..."

As Dalia spoke, she realized that this matter was difficult to explain.

This machine isn't designed to flip the toast away, but rather to lift it up a little, making it easier for the user to grab. Does he understand what I'm saying? After all, there's nothing like a toaster in the world.