As Atal said, Miranda doesn't talk any more, but I can see that she is obviously dissatisfied by sharpening her lips.
"I have a lot of ideas, so let's continue. Once the metal is powdered, it sticks to the tool that everyone is using, but uses a special adhesive to do so. I haven't made it yet, thinking about when no one wanted it...."
"Wait a minute! Is that what you're putting on a tool with a soul?
One of the artisans interrupts Atal's explanation and asks a question. He regarded the tool as an important collection, and he didn't think it would be a good idea to modify it that way.
"That's how it is. By doing so, the metal part of the tool becomes stronger and can be used to process Xuanwu materials....."
"Mm, I can't! Excuse me!
The man asking the question leaves the workshop after taking away the metal he brought.
Miranda slapped her tongue on this.
"I respect that idea. So, this is a supplement, but the modified tool cannot be undone. Then, if you process this hard material, the tool itself may break, and you have to powder it again and again."
A few more craftsmen left silently due to additional explanations.
"... the rest of them can use the metal as they please. I don't care what happens to the tools. So that's it?
Atal looks at the artisans' faces in turn.
Real, Miranda nodded without hesitation. Other craftsmen continue to nod, but of course there are those who are lost, and they are struggling with answers.
If you're lost, don't do it.
It was a word from Real.
"I care more about the materials. I wonder what I can make with this. That's why I even think it's okay if all the tools don't work. Maybe Miranda will too."
"Of course."
We both intend to accept the risk completely.
"But if you think about tools and materials, I think you should take care of them. If the tool breaks, it's over, but you'll still have a chance to meet a lot of stuff about the materials."
Unlike angry Miranda, she gently persuaded her that she knew how to feel because she was a craftsman.
"I'm sorry, I'll let you go."
Me, too.
From Atal's explanation, rather than Miranda's intimidation, the real words resonated in the chest, allowing the craftsmen to choose the option of going down on their own.
"Well, are there four of them left? That's enough. Now, let's do the machining I just mentioned. Carlo, I need you to sharpen the material. I borrow fire to make glue."
"Yes! Now, come here with the materials."
Carlo follows Atal's instructions.
"Well then, let me show you where the fire is... sorry."
I didn't think there would be so few Reals, and I apologize to Atal.
"Don't worry about it. Let's do it quicker."
Ah.
In these short moments, friendship was sprouting between the two of us...