[Ahh…why am I so busy….]
Kaijin, a dwarf man, was grumbling to himself.
He furiously thought inside, ‘Geez, the Empire in the east, might make a move? What kind of idiocy is that!?’.
Indeed, for the past 300 years it had remained a peaceful era.
Kaijin couldn’t understand. Why would the Empire, which was plenty rich enough as it was, go through the trouble of invading other lands?
Although for this dwarf, who made a living through creating weapons, the beginning of the war should have been a really good chance to make huge profits…
‘But still! Why did my workload have to increase so suddenly!!!’, was all that ran through the dwarf’s head.
Moreover, there was one thing that he was greatly worried about…
Even as he cursed and fantasized about beating up a certain government Minister, the dwarf was in deep consideration regarding another matter.
[What should I do…]
He breathed a tired sigh as he continued to think.
There was almost no time remaining for him to complete his work orders. Missing the deadline would be a huge blow to his reputation.
Saying ‘I couldn’t do it!’, was simply not an option.
Right now, his future depended on whether he would receive contact from the friends he had sent word for.
He was well known for his skill as a blacksmith, but there were still some things he couldn’t do.
What was troubling him so much, was the lack of materials to create weapons with!
And then the people he had been waiting for finally appeared before him.
[Sorry…we should have made it by yesterday, but there was a matter beyond our control…!]
Saying that, the three men entered Kaijin’s shop.
There were three of them, all siblings, and also of the dwarven race. All of them were in the business of mining.
The eldest son Garm. He was a skilled armorsmith.
The second son Dold. He was for known his first-rate craftsmanship.
The third son Mild. Though he was a dwarf of few words, he was an expert at what he did. Having knowledge in construction, and well-versed in the arts, he was a one of a kind genius.
By all rights, these three outstanding talents should have been the owners of their own shops, but unfortunately, they were all rather clumsy in regards to general living.
Blessed only in their respective specializations, they were hopeless when it came to planning things or business trades, which was why they were frequently taken advantage of by the people around them.
And so, their shop was taken over by a person they had trusted in, and what was more, they even fell into a trap laid by a fellow apprentice who was jealous of their talents, and ended up literally kicking an officer of the king and was now under watch by the country…
Having nowhere else to go to, they chose to rely on Kaijin, who was their childhood friend as well as the big brother of the group.
Although he ruefully thought to himself, ‘You should have depended on me sooner!’, he was aware that it was already far too late to say that.
He had decided to shelter three brothers into his shop and hire them to work for him. However, there was no work to entrust to them.
While Kaijin’s shop mainly sold weapons, his other goods were bought from other suppliers.
Since he personally made his weapons, there would be no problem in receiving assistance in regards to that, however…he feared that unnecessary troubles would occur if his shop suddenly stopped trading with the other suppliers and began self-producing armors and crafts.
There was a need to continue business operations as usual until the three settled down. This was why he had tasked the three brothers with overseeing laborers in the gathering of ores and raw materials.
After hearing their circumstances, he found out that they had encountered a demon. Kaijin was greatly perplexed at this. Nevertheless, their safety was something to be happy about.
Thinking of how fortunate the three were to avoid any injuries, he voiced his relief.
[Well, it’s good that you guys are safe! You must have done well in running away. It’s great that none of you were hurt!]
Indeed, as long as they were safe, it was always possible to go back to gathering the needed ores.
But while he was thinking to himself, ‘The safety of my friends are much more important!’, the three brothers exchanged awkward looks with each other.
They said,
[No…it’s not like we managed to get away in time.]
[Mhm. To tell you the truth, even now I still can’t come to terms with what happened yesterday…]
[…….]
*Third bro is silent
From then on, he listened as they explained what happened in detail.
They claimed, ‘A mysterious slime gave us medicine that brought us back to life!’.
Normally, he would have laughingly replied, ‘I don’t believe that!’, but he knew that the brothers were never the kind to lie. Or rather, they just weren’t skillful enough in telling lies. Which meant that what they said was true…
However, seeing as it was only yesterday that a demon attack had resulted in casualties, hiring new miners would most likely be impossible.
Due to yesterday’s events, the men he had employed were resigning one after another. Since they also incurred considerable injuries themselves, he could not really complain.
In regular circumstances, this would precisely be the time to go to the Freedom Association with a request, but that was not an option.
He had already issued a request for the gathering of ores, but there was yet to be a reply. It was the same situation for every other workshop, and so the stocks of goods in the market were deteriorating.
In the case of commissioning guards, not only would the fee be comparatively high, they would only work within the extent of the request. If you asked for escorts, they would do just that and no more…
And when it came to the price of adventurers capable of defeating a B rank demon…it wouldn’t do any good. Far from making a profit, he would go bankrupt instead.