"Yes, yes... you're Sylvia. I'll be right there."

It was a woman with an indescribable smelly atmosphere who appeared in the back of the store.

Although the woman, called Miranda, has a snarling loving laugh, I can't feel the air from her standing behavior of actively making money at work.

I don't know, I'm trying to connect visitors to my income, but I don't see how (...) (...) (...) (...). But should I say?

The artisanal temperament as I said to Sylvia earlier, it doesn't matter if you can do a satisfactory job too, with minimal money, etc.

"Come on. Well, shall we talk about your work?"

Miranda looked at us with a carefree grin and frowned at her surprise (a lot) and briefly said, "Whoa."

"Oh well, isn't this the lord? So we can put up signs for the lords in the sunshine."

"Never mind, it's a nominal ornament. Besides, I got a favor for you today as a White Wolf shop."

The land around Greenhollow was deposited as a territory by the Royal Palace only in the name of replacing the taxes paid by that area as the budget for the White Wolf Knights' activities, not the Kingdom's tax revenues.

I don't really intend to behave as a lord myself, and I have my own town hall in charge, exactly as I did when the town was under the direct authority of the Royal Palace.

The owner of the arms store is the leader of the Knights... I'm very busy with these two simultaneous moves, but there's no way I can get him to take up the role of lord further.

"I've heard a lot about the reputation of the White Wolf store. Well, then, Mr. Store Manager. What kind of clothes are you looking for today? If it's a gift for your rumored fiancée, you might want to speak up to the top of the Wang Capital."

"It's not even personal. I would like to seek the cooperation of a skilled tailor in the processing of a newly developed product."

And I decided to give a brief overview of this request.

Detailed information is officially requested before we begin by explaining the extent to which we make special equipment to pay adventurers exploring the "Ark of Elements".

I would also add that it is an order for large-scale exploration led by A-rank adventurers and that the rewards should also be sufficiently large.

"... so can you please"

"Hmmm... I don't want to go under because it's Sylvia's introduction..."

Miranda put on her arms and thought, whispering and bumping and squeaking once, then turned her gaze to this one with no regrets.

"It's a request for clothes to be worn by adventurers, isn't it? I don't really feel comfortable..."

I looked at Sylvia unexpectedly.

I never thought I'd be turned down like this - the look on Sylvia's face tells the story so eloquently.

"Is there a problem? May I ask why? To put it in short... you don't feel comfortable about adventurers."

"No, it's not that it's pleasant or not... if it is, you haven't even made Sakura's clothes, have you? That's not true at all. It's not rational, it's just a matter of personal mood... yeah..."

Miranda gave her mouth a little cage, and as soon as she saw Sylvia and Sakura, regular guests, she turned away and opened her mouth again after being lost.

"Me, it's been about ten years since you moved over here. I had an adventurer friend in the land I used to live in. It's called Vera in Kurama Valley... No, I don't care what your name is"

"... of Kurama Valley..."

"He's a kid who cripples his clothes all the time in battle. I thought it was a good practice because I was running out, too, and I was fixing clothes and tailoring new ones."

We listened to Miranda's old story, which all of a sudden began.

"But at one point, I thought a lot. If anything happened to her, my clothes would be dead (...) costumes (...) bundles (...). I'm usually fine, but when I think about it like that, my work stops."

"... you can't deny it turns out that way"

"In the end, that's what you thought, Vera stopped coming to the store a lot, didn't she? In the meantime, I'm out of town, and we're out of tune. He's alive or dead."

Haha laughing Miranda.

I'm just saying that I'm laughing at myself pitifully, but that attitude is quite deeply rooted in my back.

"I wish I could have a kid like Sakura who thinks' this kid will be fine '. When you're an unspecified adventurer, you get a bad feeling."

"... Really? Of course I'm not asking you to."

Sylvia and Noir have turned their anxious gaze when I show them the bare gesture of leaving the front of the counter.

Behind that, Garnett and Sakura are watching me and Miranda interact with a serious look.

Honestly, it's also hard to talk about in these situations... but I still can't possibly not tell you.

"But only one...... no, just two. First and foremost, I thought the detailed story would come after I officially signed the contract. This is the bad one, but this request is for 'To Save the Life of Adventurers'. The environment they challenge is so harsh that without this equipment they could easily lose their lives"

Clothes made for adventurers become their death vests.

That's a possibility we can't deny, and there's no choice but to have a tailor who wants to avoid it.

But a lot of the gear we're trying to build is just to avoid that.

I also wanted Miranda to know that it was clothing to protect the lives of those who risked their vital mission.

"And... uh, I'm an adventurer like Vera in Kurama Valley."

I should have been prepared to have to tell you, but I'm ugly enough to step on two legs.

If Miranda and I were alone, I would have told her without any worries, but the situation is bad, no matter how much.

Or it's not convenient to be facial with you.

"... she stopped going to Miranda's store, not because she was avoiding Miranda. Just when I was dating this [restorative] skill idiot, I just had less chance of being attached to his practice and being taken care of by a tailor."

The quality of the gaze pierced from the back openly changes.

I painfully lagged behind in dealing with you and kept my words against Miranda with a decent face.

"Vera in Kurama Valley is doing well properly. I eventually retired after catching a tough guy, and I happened to look at him two years ago."

"What... you know about Vera...?

"Because this was still fifteen years of being an adventurer. Only my face is wide, really."

I laughed to relieve Miranda's anxiety as I braced myself for doing everything I could to keep Garnett in the mood later.

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