"...... Princess, what did you just say? I'm getting a little too old to understand what you mean.
The old man's tone was calm, but a look of indignation was evident on his face. Watching him with a tight smile was Considie, one of Linos' wives.
In front of her sat Nambutu, the elder of the dwarves dispatched by the Duchy of Niza in the capital of Agartha. Behind him sat two other dwarves, Lynshock and Sankak, who were also elders, and who, like Nambutsu, were staring at Considine with expressions of indignation on their faces.
"So, how do you make Excalibur ......?"
"I explained that to you before!"
Suddenly, it was Lynn Shock who stood up with a hoarse voice. He continues to speak, huffing and puffing, breathing hard on his shoulders.
Only an elf could have made that. It is not something we can make no matter how hard we try!
"Well then, I ask you, has Lynnshock ever seen Excalibur?"
"It's ......."
"Have you? No? Which one?"
"...... I don't have one."
"What? I can't hear you? I beg your pardon?"
"I've never seen anything like it!"
Hearing those words, Sidney smiles.
"If you've never seen it, then of course you don't know how sharp it is, right?"
"What are you trying to say, Princess?
"A Dwarf, a blacksmith, must know the effect of his work with his own eyes. This is what I have been taught since I was a child, and I am sure you have been repeating it to your young people, haven't you?"
"......"
"So, then, we need to check the sharpness of Excalibur, the most powerful sword in the world, don't we?"
And why are we .........
"Who was it that said that if the three of us put our all into it, we would make a sword that would surpass Excalibur's sharpness in no time?"
At the sound of Sidi's voice, the old dwarves look at each other.
"Well, that's just the mood of the moment. ......
"Huh? What if the blacksmith once said he could do it, but now he says he can't?"
"Ugh ...... that's ......."
"Then you'll go, won't you?"
"Uh-uh. ......"
"My Lady, I am old. And I have neuralgia. ......
I also have a bad knee. ......
"I'm fine. You can come back here at night and sleep. You can travel all the way to the Muroc Mountains. We'll take care of the Mazpis and the Filcon Mountains. You can go to ......, right?"
At Sidi's words, the old dwarves slowly bowed their heads.
After talking with Linos and Mei the night before, Sidhi instantly realized that there were two problems to overcome in order to get to the elven village. One was, of course, the mountains that had to be crossed in order to reach the Elven Village, and the other was the way to the mountain range.
Needless to say, Rinos and the rest of the Bartham family were busy with their basic jobs. No one in the family could be left out. At first, Rinos insisted on traveling while keeping the transition wards in place, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was an impossible proposition. Then Sidi came up with the idea of utilizing the old dwarves of Agartha.
These three were, so to speak, the snubbed of the dwarves. They clung to their past glory and did not try to develop themselves. They were the ones who were shunned by the younger Dwarves because of their constant complaints to them. These stories had already reached Sidi's ears, and she suggested that they go on the trip instead of Linos, since she had a hunch that this trip would give them a chance to reevaluate themselves.
Moreover, these three, unlike the other dwarves, had a large amount of magical power. This meant that Rinos and the Poseidonians could easily detect their magic. Therefore, it was decided that one of Rinos or Posehai would pick them up at night and transfer them here in Agartha.
Sidhi's initial idea was to just watch them, but Rinos and Mei agreed to this plan, half-heartedly. Although they were bound by Linos' warding, they had to reach the mountain almost by themselves, and although they could go home at night, the severity of the situation was more than they could imagine. Sidi himself was determined to take advantage of this opportunity to seriously knock these three old men back to their roots.
On the other hand, Linos himself was sitting alone in the garden of the house, mumbling something and pouring magic power into his hands.
"Ha!
With his voice, a huge iceberg appears in front of him. He examines it carefully, tapping and touching it.
"I think this is it. ...... then."
He closes his eyes again and concentrates his magic power in his hands. A small yellowish sphere appears on his palm. It slowly leaves his hand and slowly moves toward the iceberg he has just created. It slowly moves through the ice.
"Okay. That's good. Keep going to ....... What the heck? It's gone. ......"
He stares ruefully at the hole in the iceberg. Then he closes his eyes again and repeats the same process of producing a yellow ball and embedding it in the iceberg.
One of Sidhi's ideas was to dig a tunnel through the iceberg. Using earth magic, they would tunnel into the Muroc Mountains and reach the Maspis Mountains. The problem was how to tunnel through the ice-covered mountains. Rinos was experimenting with his fire magic skills day by day to see how he could dig a tunnel effectively.
At first, he thought about putting up wards and climbing up the mountain, but it would take too much time to climb up a 3,000-meter-high mountain. So, I thought of an efficient way to cross the mountain, and I came up with the idea of digging a tunnel with this fire magic.
"It is difficult to adjust the magic power. If you put too much magic, even the ice around you will melt. ....... On the other hand, you could go all out and vaporize the Mathpis Mountains themselves. ....... No, no, that would be even worse. ....... And we don't know much about the Filcon Mountains, so I don't know what to do ......."
Mumbling to himself, Linos repeats the trial-and-error process.
"Anyway, I'll tell May and Sidie about this experiment today," he said.
With these words, he activated the transfer warding and returned to his residence in the capital.
At that time, there was a problem at the residence of the grand-mother.
"Hey! Shut up, shut up!
"No, I won't shut up. I won't shut up, my lady.
"You two, that's enough ......."
Around Ohiisama, several foxfires were appearing to express her anger, and she herself had an angry expression on her face. In front of her was an old fox, Sandille, who was throwing a sharp look at her. The two of them glared at each other in a terrible manner, while Chie and Saae, the courtesans, were quieting them down with a look of horror on their faces.
I will say it again.
"I said that's enough!"
No, you must listen to me! The Elven Princess must not be returned to the Elven King! Absolutely not!"
"If we don't let the Elven princess go, they will never be able to get back to us! Sandille would not understand that!"
"I am aware of that! But the Elven princess must not be sent home! Moreover, Lord Rinos will be taken ...... away, and that is not good either!"
Sandille, enough!
"No, you must not. We must not let the two of you go to the village. The elf princess will surely die if you go. And if you go to ...... Linos, the Elven village will surely perish. Therefore, I ask you to reconsider once again!
Saying this, Sandille fell deeply prostrate. The old fox continued to stare at him, trembling and wagging.