Oh, I lost again!
Okay, I'm next! My turn!

　Children's laughter rises at the corner of the street. My opponent's child picked up a small steel top that had been blown away. I made it as a plaything for the children.
　I taught the children how to play with it, and they learned how to spin it in no time. The children were engaged in a heated battle on the battlefield covered with cloth.
　Naturally, I was the strongest, and at some point, the goal of the children's game became to beat me. By the way, I'm still undefeated. Don't lick the arm that your grandfather taught you.

That's enough for today. That's enough for today.
Really?
Yay!
I'm gonna be your retainer when I grow up!

　What a cheap way to become a vassal for a single beygoma.
　As I watched the children leave happily, I saw a familiar figure standing there.
　He looked like a well-built, smiling gentleman with a white beard. But from his head a pair of fox ears stretched out and a long, thick tail wagged.

'Isn't that Mr. Orba? When did you come here?
'Long time no see. Long time no see, Lord Winterfellas. No, His Majesty King Brunhild.

　This is Olba, a trading partner of Mismid. He is the father of Olga and Alma, and the uncle of our knight, Nicola.

I didn't expect His Majesty the King himself to be playing by the side of the road with his children. I couldn't help but stop and look at it. But.........

　Laughing, Mr. Orba grabs one of the bagomas from the cloth-covered play table in the tub.

This is another plaything I've never seen before. And it's simple to make. I wonder if you don't mind if we sell it in our shop?
Okay. It's not my idea, and I don't have a secret manufacturing technique. Oh, and if possible, you can make it affordable for a child's pocketbook.
"You're making a lot of money. That would mean that you'd have to buy one and then never sell another. That means that after you buy one thing, you may not be able to sell the rest. If that's the case....

　A merchant, indeed. You're starting to count your profits and losses. If you can't sell a number of products at a low price, you won't make a profit. If there's no merit to the product, it's useless. Normally, if a product breaks down, you buy a new one, but a thing is a beginner. It doesn't break that easily. Well, then.....

Why don't you just give it that kind of characteristic, the fun of collecting? For example, some of them come in various colors, or have their own family crests, coats of arms, dragons, knights and other markings engraved on them. Wouldn't you want to collect them if you made different kinds?
'I see! Then I'll want more than one for myself! You want to get it all together... take advantage of it, no, that's a good move!

　Taking advantage of it? That's not very nice to hear. There's no end to the collectible nature of it, though. Well, one is enough for the kids who are mainly playing, and they are the adults who collect, so they have money.

'This country is wonderful. There's an abundance of business seeds. And it's also wonderful that not many merchants have realized the value of it yet!

　Wow, you have the eyes of a merchant. It seems that Orba's "Strand Trading Company" wants to open a branch in our home. It seems that he came here to get permission for this, and to inspect the branch office. Since the Strand Trading Company is a trading company, it will be easier to get a variety of goods from other countries, and we can ask for their permission to export. There is no harm in asking for permission.
　I called Mr.Naito and his nephew, Nicolas, and had them discuss the division of the branch and the details. Nicolas is a security guard, but he might have a lot to say to his uncle.
　We decided to let her do whatever she wanted with Begojima. The government would pay ten percent of the sales to the government.
　I never thought that the prototype bagoma I made at this time would later be traded among the nobility at an absurdly high price.




I'm not sure if it's possible to maintain its hardness with magic. If, in the unlikely event that it breaks, it can be regenerated with its magical power, then if we can 'program' this thing to take in external magical power....

　I've been making a weapon out of a recently acquired crystal of flames.
　This is an item that converts magic power into hardness, as it were. The more magic is poured into it, the harder it becomes. In addition, it even changes its cutting power when it is made into a blade. So this is what the cutting power of the arm blade of Fraise is all about.
　I poured a large amount of my magic power into it to increase the hardness of the crystal. This magical power is used to increase the hardness and cutting power of the crystal, and to recreate the ability of Fraise, such as her regeneration ability.

That's why I made it. This is the first sword. Its name is 'Suika'.
I'm going to...

　Yae pulls a colorless blade from a white-painted scabbard. It's a crystal-clear blade like glass, crystal and ice. The light from outside the "workshop" glistens and emits a glittering light-scaled Riku Riku's radiance.

It's also made to automatically absorb outside magic power, mainly from the atmosphere, so it's unlikely that the magic power will run out. If you think your cutting ability has deteriorated, it should return to normal if you pour your magic power into it.

　Just by placing the blade lightly on the lump of iron we had prepared for the test cut, it tore apart as easily as if it were paper under its own weight. It is terrifyingly sharp.

''With this, you can slice through that flaze. Thank you, Fuyao-dono, that I do.''

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of it. When I say so, it's worth it for me to make it.
　The smile on his face was solemn, but there were four pointed-lipped looks on the other side of that smiling Yae.

I have one for everyone, so stop looking at me that way.

　First of all, two swords as long as a small tachi sword as a twin sword user to Lou. Basically the same as the Yae's 'tsukka'.
　Although it's not a direct weapon for Yumina and Linze, I give them crystal bullets made of Frase shards. It was fired, and at the moment it landed, an explosion backward by the 'Explosion' allowed the bullet to wedge into Frase. Even if the Explosions themselves are ineffective, there's nothing wrong with using them as a propellant for bullets. The tip of the bullet is made sharp so that it can be struck firmly, and it is further increased by the magic power. The one I was referring to is an imaginary weapon called a pile bunker, an iron stake driven vigorously into the ground with explosives and other weapons.
　And then there's Else's gauntlet, which is a weapon that makes use of its hardness, plus when I thought about how to focus the power on a single point, it became a vicious cone-shaped projection in front of the fist as an attachment. One sharp-tipped horn on each side so that the force could be applied to a single point. I feel like I could destroy anything if I was hit with that thing........
　Normally, it can be slid towards the back of the hand, and by bringing it to the front of the fist, it's designed to go into smashing mode.

''Just in case it's dangerous outside of combat, don't leave it in that state...''

　Gogang!

　Just as I was saying it, he crushed a garden stone on the grounds of the Workshop. Oh, God! I know you want to try it, but Rosetta is going to cry when she sees it, this.

'It's amazing. I'm more crushable than usual.
That's because I made it that way...

　As I looked at the shattered garden stone and thought about what excuse I would give to Rosetta, I heard a series of trees falling over on the other side.

'Pretty sharp,'
'It's amazing! A tree this thick can cut like a radish!

　Yae and Lou happily splashed around with their swords and twin swords, but when they saw the two large trees that had fallen, they realized that their excuses were no longer valid. Will I be scolded maturely........ Rosetta, I'm sorry. It's funny, why is this happening?
　Yumina and Linze also started loading crystal bullets into their guns, so as expected, I stopped them. We can't spread the damage any further. Many of my wives are martial artists. Totally.
　When we returned to the castle after testing the performance of our weapons for the time being, Lapidus-san came running up to us with a panicked look on her face. Is something wrong?

Sir, no, Your Majesty. A messenger from another country has arrived. Please change into formal attire at once and go to Takasaka-sama.

　Huh? An emissary from another country? I wonder, I've never seen anything like that before. Where in the world are they from...?