Magical Tool Master Dahlia Never Compromises ~ Starting Today: Life as a Freelancer ~

"Then let's order a sweet red wine next time."

In broad daylight, I'm thinking about the second bottle of wine as soon as I open the first one.

She thought it was too early to drink, but she still enjoyed the smooth taste of the baijiu.

Then the food was served on the table and they ate and chatted.

"Are your eyes healed yet?"

"Thanks to you, I can see clearly now. But the captain still wants me to rest for a few days just in case."

"Do you want me to stay home and write a letter of apology...?"

"No, it's just a vacation. Luckily, I don't even have to write a letter of apology."

"Very good."

"But my teammates have been looking for me for two days, and I want to treat them to a drink after my vacation."

"Let's each pay for our own meal today."

"I can't agree to that. Don't worry, the pay for the subjugation team is pretty good."

Dalia chatted as she ate seafood noodles. The small pieces of seafood, seasoned with salt and spices, were perfectly flavored, perfect for this hot season.

The royal capital is very close to the sea, so there is a lot of seafood to eat.

But unlike her previous life, even similar seafood came in all different sizes. She'd seen people drying two-meter-long squid, fist-sized shrimp, and scallops nearly thirty centimeters long. She was always especially cautious when ordering without seeing the actual item.

The cold tomato soup was sweeter than expected, but the basil was very fragrant, making the whole bowl of soup very refreshing and perfect for summer.

Wolff gracefully sliced ​​the herb-breaded roast chicken, taking a bite of the chicken and a sip of the white wine. Judging by his satisfied expression, it must be delicious.

"Have some of this."

"Thanks."

Wolff asked her to have some cheese and ham platter with white wine.

There were two slices of reddish cheese on the plate. Even the cut surface was red, so it wasn't the wax coating on the cheese. Dalia had never seen cheese this red, not even in her previous life.

"This is the first time I've seen this kind of red cheese."

"This is Red Bull cheese."

Red Bull? "

"Yes, the neighboring country has domesticated that monster cow into livestock. It has red and white stripes on its body, and its milk is also pink. It's very popular recently."

"Let me try one and see."

She took a bite and found it surprisingly firm, tasting a lot like Mimolette cheese, but sweeter and richer.

It is more suitable to pair it with red wine than white wine.

"Let's add some red wine to go with this cheese..."

Wolfe was thinking the same thing, which made her laugh.

"Didn't your father scold you for lending me your coat?"

"It doesn't matter. My father has passed away."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was his legacy."

"No, I only use it occasionally to keep out the rain, so it's just sitting there anyway."

"I'll have the laundry service wash it and return it to you. Turns out it's not entirely made of sand lizard; it's also covered in flying dragon skin."

"Don't worry, I can take it home and wash it. My father often scratches his coat, so I just pieced together scraps of dragon skin to fix it in place and reinforce its structure."

"Reinforce with dragon skin..."

Wolff stared at her with his mouth open in surprise.

Even though it's called dragon skin, it's just scraps of scrap material chopped up, a little blue slime powder added, and then fixed with potions and magic. Using large pieces of dragon skin is too expensive.

"Yes, but it's actually discarded dragon skin material, and the inside of the elbow wasn't fixed properly, so it's torn."

"Ms. Dali, are you working in the clothing or materials industry?"

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself to you. My name is Dahlia Rossetti, and I'm a novice magic tool maker."

"So you're a magic tool master! No wonder you know so much about magic tools. The other day I actually expressed my opinion on tarpaulin to an expert... How embarrassing."

The young man covered half his face with one hand. Even this gesture was so beautiful that it was like a painting, which made Dahlia admire him.

“I’m happy to hear what users have to say, because I invented the tarpaulin.”

"You invented the tarpaulin?"

"Yes, after listening to your suggestions, I plan to modify the waterproof cloth to be more ventilated and lighter."

"Thank you. This makes camping so much easier... God, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for letting me meet Dahlia Rosetti."

"Don't be like that."

Wolf suddenly clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed, and Dalia couldn't help but complain seriously.

This is the second time today.

The young man before her smiled like a child who had pulled a successful prank, his appearance and behavior completely inconsistent. Whenever she was with him, Dahlia's pace was always disrupted or affected by him.

Or maybe it was just the liquor that made her unexpectedly a little drunk?

"We're almost done with the white wine. Let's order another bottle."

Maybe because there are more and more customers in the store, the staff are slow to come to the outdoor seats.

"I'll go get some more from the store clerk."

Wolfe stood up before Dahlia could speak.

His reaction was very natural. Maybe he was used to doing this for his superiors in the Knights Templar, or maybe he was used to doing this in front of women. Dahlia decided not to think about the reason behind it.

Good food and wine, and good company to talk to.

The gentle breeze made her feel relaxed and comfortable.

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“…Dalia?”

Unfortunately, she heard a familiar voice at this time.

The man who called her by her name was the one she least wanted to see. He stared at her blankly with wide eyes.

Dahlia pretended not to notice him and immediately looked away.

"Ms. Dalia!"

The person running towards him while shouting was not Tobias, but a girl who looked like a small animal.

She has fluffy, bright honey-colored hair and brown eyes with downturned corners. She is short, with slender hands and feet, which easily arouses others' desire to protect her.

That childish face with makeup is quite cute and easily attracts men's attention.

"I'm sorry! I hurt you. I've been wanting to apologize to you..."

"Emilia is not wrong! It's my fault."

The eyes around her all gathered together, and Dahlia's displeasure index suddenly soared.

Why not just pass by as if nothing happened?

Why do I have to apologize here?

Dahlia looked at the girl apologizing with tears in her eyes. She felt no emotion in her heart and had no interest in knowing what she was thinking.

"It's my fault that you were jilted. I'm so sorry!"

"It's all over."

Although she was apologizing, she actually did so to explain and publicize the broken engagement to the people around her, thereby rubbing salt into the wound - Dalia thought so seriously.

"I'm so sorry... Please forgive me..."

"Dalia, please don't blame Emilia."

Dahlia just said, "It's all in the past."

She really wanted to ask Tobias how this sentence sounded like a reproach.

I even wanted to ask him to write a detailed explanation using the special paper used by colleges and universities for their papers.

It was pointless and unnecessary to waste time with them here, but she didn't want to cause trouble for Wolfer. Just as she was thinking this impatiently, Wolfer came back.

Not only Tobias and Emilia, everyone present couldn't help but look at him who was walking behind Dahlia.

After all, he is not only eye-catching in appearance, but also steals everyone's attention and voice.

He whispered from behind her, in a voice only Dahlia could hear:

"Are you still reluctant to leave?"

"Not at all."

She answered succinctly in the smallest voice.

"...Since Miss Dahlia has broken off her engagement, she's single now, right?"

Wolfe walked up to Dahlia and his tone changed.

He smiled like a famous painting, and then his whole person turned into a weird and acting guy.

"Thank you very much, Lady Luck. I've invited Miss Dahlia to dinner before, but you never agreed. I'm delighted to meet you today, just now that you've become single."

A unique way of speaking, coupled with a sweet voice like candy covered in honey.

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Dahlia's cheeks stiffened and her back went cold when she heard this.

"Dalia, who is this?"

Tobias frowned and asked. Dahlia thought he was no longer qualified to call her by her name, nor to ask who the person next to her was. Wolfe answered before she could say anything.

"I am Wolfred Scafarot, a member of the Royal City Knights. Who are you?"

"!"

Dalia was so surprised that she was speechless.

How could he be a low-ranking noble?

The name of the Count Scafarot family is known to everyone in the royal capital.

During the "Great Water Supply Reform" initiated by the Wang family more than 20 years ago, the Scafarot family established a mass production system for water magic stones with the power of the family alone, and was promoted from Viscount to Earl.

This glorious achievement is even recorded in the history textbooks of elementary schools.

The Scafalot family is still in charge of the supply of water magic stones and sewer water purification.

Their water magic ability is the best in the capital, and there are even rumors that their next generation will be able to be promoted from earl to marquis.

Tobias and Emilia's expressions froze completely.

"S-Sorry for the rudeness! My name is Tobias Orlando, and I'm a member of the Orlando Chamber of Commerce."

"My name is Emilia Talini, and I work as a receptionist at the Orlando Chamber of Commerce."

"That's it."

Wolff only replied once, and then stopped talking to them and looking at them.

He walked gracefully toward Dahlia and held out his hand to her.

"Ms. Dahlia, would you like to go to the shop I recommended for a change of pace? I have a lot to say to you."

They were only two-thirds through their meal, but Wolff must have been trying to get her out of this whole mess.

He extended his hand with perfect movement, and Dahlia gave it to him without hesitation.

"Yes, I'd love to."

Wolff's hand was warm to the touch.

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