236 234 Forge Guild (1/2)
20 minutes after the dragon diner.
When I went to the district where Gumd taught me, I knew immediately which building the blacksmith guild was. A building like a smoking workshop in a huge building and grounds. All those who enter and leave are tough men.
That would definitely be the blacksmith guild. If it wasn't, it'd be more interesting.
As I approach, I see a sign with a crest crossed by a hammer. Was it still a blacksmith guild?
When I go inside, I have a dim, very compressive atmosphere. The ceiling is low, and I thought you were making it like this deliberately to freak out the people who came in? It was so intimidating that it seemed so. I guess it feels like The Hard Boiled Man's Workplace.
”Mm, what can I do for you?
The reception is completely different from the glittering reception of the Adventurers Guild. Mr. Machodwarf, with a sharp eye, asked in such a low voice that he wondered if he was threatening him.
”Looking for people”
”Well, it's not our job. It's an Adventurer's Guild.”
Oh, it's not amazing. The protagonist who entered the tavern ordered milk, which is not in the master. It reminded me of scenes where people say things like that.
”What I'm looking for is Garth, the blacksmith”
”I don't know. Is this it?
”Not good. Get me someone who knows me better. This is a souvenir.”
”Ho?
That's Dwarf. You changed your look just because you saw the booze.
”This guy... Oh!
It was a dwarf who tried to reach for a bottle of wine that Fran placed on the counter, but takes up the liquor bottle in front of it. He was a dwarf staring at a liquor bottle with resentful eyes, but Fran ignored it and turned the liquor bottle into dimensional storage.
”Let out someone who was close to Garth or who seems to know where he is”
”... wait a minute”
The Dwarf at the reception pulls into the back. 10 minutes to be left unattended.
”Follow me.”
”Mmm.”
He was finally led back by a Dwarf, and Fran had been put through to an underground room. Diving into the big door, it was a small room there. However, I can tell that the conditioning is lavish and that it is a great human room there. However, the lights are only indirect lighting in the four corners of the room and are very dim. If it wasn't Dwarf, it would be too dark.
”Chief Guild, I brought you here.”
”Oh, thank you so much.”
What a guild leader's room it was. I don't have a name. Is that the effect of booze? Is this because you gave me Garth's name?
I give a bottle of booze to the Dwarf at the reception who tried to walk away.
”Mm-hmm? Is that good?
'Cause there's more.
”Well, thank you.”
It's my first smile of the day all of a sudden! How far do you like booze, Dwarf?
”Hmm? Is that booze?
”Mm. Souvenirs”
”Then we need to talk seriously. Plus, Princess Black Thunder says she's scared when she pisses you off.”
He still seemed to know about Fran. But he only knew the alias to say Princess Black Thunder and the information to say Black Cat women. Still, I was able to identify Fran as Princess Black Thunder for several reasons. Now, among adventurers and those close to it, it is said that the rumor is that Princess Black Thunder has entered Barbora.
And he looked directly at Fran and seemed to think that there couldn't be a Black Cat clan that strong. As a result, you must have been convinced that Fran was the rumored Black Thunder Princess.
When Fran tells him he's looking for Garth, the guild leader thinks in a difficult face. This reaction. Sounds like the guild leader knows about Garth.
”Could the name of Princess Black Thunder be Fran?