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

After Wolfe finished speaking, he took out his fairy crystal glasses and narrowed his golden eyes as if he was checking his glasses.

"Will you wear glasses when you get to the guild?"

"No, I was thinking of wearing it, but I decided not to. I need to work hard today."

Wolfe carefully put the glasses into the case and put them in his bag.

"Even though you might dislike me, I will start playing the role of 'Wolfred Scafarot of the Knights' from now on until I can speak more easily."

"Thank you for taking on such a difficult task. I'll also take the role of 'President of the Rossetti Merchants Guild' seriously, but I don't have much experience."

When she said this, she suddenly realized that they both exuded fatigue.

I will be working hard in the Business Guild soon, so how can I be tired now?

"We need to cheer up. Let's go have a drink together after work."

"Okay, let's do it."

They set short-term goals and rekindled their enthusiasm.

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The moment she opened the carriage door, she felt the piercing gaze of someone.

This was perfectly normal. Wolff, in his black knight uniform, stood out even more than usual, and passersby were naturally curious about whose luggage he was carrying and who he was helping out of the carriage.

Even if Dalia put on makeup and changed into formal clothes, she still couldn't match him. She paused unconsciously with a self-deprecating thought in her mind.

"Miss Dahlia, please be careful with your steps."

Wolfe extended his hand to her and smiled an aristocratic smile.

It was a perfectly crafted expression, completely different from the boyish grin he wore when they were alone, or the smile he wore when a prank was successful. To be honest, Dalia didn't like it.

But he did all this for Dalia. To promote Dalia's magic tools, he wore a scorching knight's uniform, enduring fatigue and creating an aristocratic aura.

So, what is there for her to feel inferior about?

Despite her inconspicuousness, she could still stand proudly next to Wolf.

Don't lower your head, straighten your back, and raise your eyes - she told herself this and held Wolf's hand.

She walked side by side with the eye-catching man towards the black brick business guild.

The guard at the door bowed his head and welcomed Wolff in as if he were his master.

As they entered the first floor, the noisy chatter instantly died down. Incredibly, everyone even slowed down their movements.

As the women noticed Wolff, a whisper spread quickly. But he continued forward without changing his expression, stopping before the bowing man.

"Greetings, Lord Scafarot, President of the Roseti Merchants Guild. Please follow me to the reception room."

It was Ivano who came to greet them.

They came to the reception room on the second floor, where Gabriela was already waiting.

"I'm Vice Guild Master Gabriela Jedda, currently acting as deputy to the Merchant Guild Master, Leone Jedda. Thank you for visiting me. I'm sorry to bother you today."

"I'm Wolfred Scafalot, a member of the Royal City Knights' Monster Suppression Corps. I'm making this sudden request, so please help me."

Dalia looked at them, thinking indifferently, "So this is the atmosphere of the nobility?" But she was the instigator of this discussion, so she didn't dare say such a thing.

"Sorry, before we can start formal discussions, I'd like to complete the formalities and become a guarantor for the Roseti Chamber of Commerce."

"Alright, the guild will send someone to handle it immediately. Ivano, I leave it to you. Dominic is also waiting for us, I'll ask him to come over. Dahlia, can you come with me to the reception room next door for the time being?"

Gabriella's question was a question, but her deep blue eyes were full of command.

After Dahlia agreed, they went to the corridor and separated from Wolf.

"I'll ask someone to get Dominic over. You wait here."

"OK."

While Gabriela went to give instructions to the staff, Dalia saw two men carrying large boxes and climbing the stairs.

Both wore the bright green armbands of the Transport Guild.

"Dalia, are you coming to work?"

"Yes, Marcella, you too?"

"Yeah, helping move the guild's paper."

Each of them was holding three large boxes filled with papers.

It was obviously very heavy, but they were holding it like cotton.

"Dalia, the sparkling bottle is amazing."

"Does Irma like it?"

"She likes it, but I like it more than she does. It's great for shaving in the morning. I don't get any irritation, and I get a really clean shave."

Marcella lifted the box easily with one hand and touched his chin with his free hand. Dalia couldn't see the difference, but he seemed to feel something different.

"Inflammation? How did you shave before?"

"I often rub soap on my face because I'm too lazy to do it, and then I start shaving before I even lather up. A lot of people have inflammation issues, so I hope you can sell the foaming bottles at a reasonable price."

Dahlia originally only wanted to use it to wash her face and hands, and this unexpected use surprised her a little.

"I see. I'll put it on the market soon."

"Thanks. I'll leave it to you. Come over to our house for a drink next time."

"Okay, say hello to Irma for me."

After Marcella left, Gabriela came back.

"Dalia, what's going on?"

The two men entered the reception room, and the other party asked this question as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The guild received a letter from the leader of the Knights' Monster Suppression Team. It said, 'I've sent my subordinates to discuss matters. Please respond as soon as possible.' That's pretty common. But he also said, 'Please assist the developers as much as possible.' I've never encountered such a situation before."

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to handle this. Please teach me, Gabriella."

Dahlia looked confused and lowered her head deeply.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"I made dry five-toed socks and insoles that keep shoes dry for my friend, uh, that Lord Wolfred, and asked him to try them out during his expedition."

"and then?"

"The monster-slaying team urgently placed an order for a large quantity of toe socks and insoles from me the day they returned from their expedition. They also wanted to place a long-term order. But the quantity is too large for me to complete on my own."

“This is so strange…”

"I think so too. They want to buy eighty sets first, and then over three hundred sets in the next six months. I don't know who to ask..."

Dahlia felt dizzy just thinking about it. Besides, she had orders for tarpaulins and raincoats. Those weren't on a tight deadline, but she didn't want to delay them too much either.

“How many sets can you do in a day?”

"The five-toed socks must be made by a clothing workshop. I can produce fifteen to twenty pairs a day after I get them. The insoles need to be cut from leather and processed on different days from the socks, so I can produce twenty pairs a day. However, I also need green slime powder as a raw material..."

"Can you do it faster?"

"If we ask a magician or wizard with more magic power to help, the speed should be twice as fast."

"Then hire someone."

Gabriela, who was lost in thought, suddenly raised her eyes and then looked away.

"Sorry, Dahlia... I have a very urgent order for sparkling bottles here too."

"what?"

"This sparkling bottle is so useful, I couldn't help but recommend it to a noble friend. He just sent me an urgent order for 200 bottles."

"...Thank you, I'm so touched I want to cry..."

Dahlia was sincerely grateful, but her voice became hard and she accidentally spoke the truth.

She originally wanted to ask Gabriela for help, but she ended up increasing her workload.

"Let's list all these things and discuss them together. It's okay, there will definitely be a solution."

"Gabriella, please don't make the prayer gesture while you're talking..."

"...I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Both of their voices were filled with fatigue, and Dalia could only smile bitterly.

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Dahlia, Wolf, Gabriela, Dominic and Ivano gathered in the reception room.

On the table lay the "Monster Suppression Force Procurement Plan for Five-Toed Socks and Dry Insoles." Dahlia and Wolfe each gave a brief explanation, outlining the key points of the procurement plan and trial report. Gabriella then brought up the matter of the bubbling bottle.

Dahlia remembered that she still had an order for a small magic furnace, but the atmosphere was not suitable for talking about this, so she had to put the matter aside for the time being.

Now everyone is silent.

Dahlia's face showed half tiredness and half nervousness.

Wolff treads the fine line between smirk and deadpan.

Gabriela narrowed her eyes and stared at the purchase plan.

Dominic looked at the specifications, closing his eyes and thinking from time to time.

Ivano stared at the key points of the trial report with a stern face.

Gabriela didn't speak until the guild member who came to refill their tea left tremblingly.

"Excuse me, Master Scafarot. I need to review the situation at the Roseti Chamber of Commerce. May I speak?"

"Okay. By the way, please call me Wolfred in the Chamber of Commerce. I'm more accustomed to it."

"Yes, Lord Wolffred. Here are my suggestions."

Gabriella coughed lightly.

"First, Dahlia, you must submit your application for the benefit contract for the bubbler, five-toed socks, and dry insoles as soon as possible. We will send a guild member to assist you."

"I see. I have the specifications with me and will be able to fill out the paperwork and submit it shortly."

She is right. An application for a benefit contract must be submitted before giving birth, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

"Secondly, regarding the sparkling bottles, I've found a suitable workshop for you. You can discuss mass production with them. The workshop manager said he's not busy right now and is available anytime. How about having him come over this afternoon?"

"OK."

"Third, regarding the business of five-toed socks and dry insoles, we'll send an envoy to the Clothing Guild. The person in charge of shoes and socks or a guild official should be here this afternoon. Please wait here. Excuse me, could Lord Wolffred please join us?"

"certainly."

When Dahlia heard that they would invite people from the Clothing Guild over, she turned pale with fright.

"Um, could you please just ask the Clothing Guild to introduce the workshop to me, and I can just contact the workshop directly?"

"Don't do that."

Dominic, who had remained silent, shook his head.

"Lord Wolffred, you really like this set of socks and insoles, right?"

"I like it very much. I really need it when I go on an expedition to the swamp."

"Do knights and soldiers in the royal castle, besides the monster-slaying troops, also wear boots or leather shoes?"

"Yes, almost all of them."

"Where are the civil servants?"

"Almost all civil servants wear leather shoes."

"So relying on just one workshop for production is absolutely impossible. The Monster Suppression Force needs orders for 300 sets every six months, which means 600 sets a year. If we spread it throughout the entire royal city, the demand could more than quintuple. It might even become popular among nobles and commoners alike."

"Yeah, that makes sense...other people who wear leather shoes need it too..."

Wolff agrees.

Dahlia couldn't help but wonder, are there so many people with athlete's foot in the capital? Do they all work in an environment that makes them sweat easily? Or do they often have to step on the ground at work? However, the current atmosphere wasn't suitable for asking such questions.