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

"Could you prioritize collaborating with the workshop that already produces the Knights' shoes and socks?"

Those workshops had some experience and could handle large orders, and they would be troubled if Dalia suddenly took their work.

"Master Wolffred, do you know which workshops they are?"

"Yes, it's written on this document."

Dahlia's proposal was adopted, and just when she was relieved, Dominic raised another question.

"Next, we need to contact the Adventurer's Guild to order green slimes for insoles. The blue slimes used for waterproofing have been overfished before, so perhaps we should consider farming them from the beginning."

"Well, then let's get the Adventurer's Guild together. We'll have to sign a confidentiality agreement with them, and ask them to try breeding them as well as catching them."

Dominic and Gabriella naturally talked about slime breeding, and Dalia wondered if she had heard it wrong.

"But I don't need that much. One small slime can make five pairs of insoles."

"Three hundred pairs makes sixty... Three thousand pairs makes six hundred... Are these insoles disposable?"

Ivano muttered numbers and calculated on the paper at hand.

"If we use the discarded type, we'll need even more slimes, at least thousands. So we should start the breeding plan as soon as possible. Also, if it's convenient..."

“What, what happened?”

"Once the prototype is finished, can I buy it? I've suffered from tinea pedis for five years. Even if I'm cured, if someone around me has it, I'll relapse."

"Athlete's foot will come back..."

Wolff's whisper was particularly loud in the room.

"...Ivanor, does our guild also have certain needs for this?"

"I have no comment on that. Let me put it this way: once the transaction with the Knights is complete, please sell it within the Merchant Guild first!"

"I want to buy some too. My grandson won't dare get close to me if my socks are too smelly..."

Dahlia was very happy that someone was using the magic tools she made.

Making people's lives comfortable is the best thing.

However, magical tools are often used in places that developers never anticipated.

She learned that today.

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After finishing the discussion about the process, Dahlia began to prepare the interest contract for registering the magic tool.

First, check the specifications for the bubbler bottle, five-toe socks, and dry insoles. Then, identify any improvements to the five-toe socks and sign a profit agreement.

On her left and right were the guild members in charge of the inspection and the notary, Dominic. Wolff sat across the table, watching anxiously. Under their gaze, Dahlia wrote three documents. Honestly, this work was incredibly demanding.

After finally finishing it, she disagreed with Gabriela on the profit rate.

Dahlia wanted to get more people to use these products and thus reduce the infection rate of tinea pedis, so she wanted to use the lowest possible profit margin. Gabriela, on the other hand, believed that they should earn enough money now to fund future research. The two argued endlessly.

Dalia respected Gabriella and relied on her. She had accepted almost all of her advice so far, but she refused to compromise on this one point.

Wolf and Ivano agreed with Dalia, while Dominic supported Gabriella. Finally, following the developer Dalia's opinion, they adopted the lowest profit rate.

It was exactly noon.

Although the afternoon schedule was even more full, Dalia was too tired to think.

The guild offered to help them prepare lunch, and Dahlia gladly accepted. Considering Wolf's condition, it might be difficult to find a nearby restaurant to have a relaxing lunch today.

They were invited to dine in the large room on the fifth floor of the guild.

The furniture inside is obviously high-end, and the carpet is much softer than the one downstairs.

Only then did Dahlia realize that this was a room reserved for the nobles, and as a commoner she felt very frightened.

The oversized table had already been set with tableware, and a waiter was standing by to serve. To be honest, she was shocked by the scene.

"Ms. Dahlia, are you okay?"

Perhaps her expression was too obvious, and as soon as she sat down at the table, Wolf asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I just felt the trip was a bit rushed."

Dahlia tried to defend herself, but the young man in front of her seemed even more worried.

"Lord Wolffred, there are some things I only want to say to my own people. Excuse me, could you please leave after serving all the dishes?"

"Okay, no problem."

The waiter would have waited for the plates to be empty before serving the next course, but after Dominic suggested that, the waiter placed all the dishes on the table. Fortunately, the table was large enough to accommodate them.

After the waiter placed the glasses, he bowed and left.

"There are only four of us here, so it should be fine. Mr. Wolffred, Ms. Dahlia, you can talk easily in this room. We'll be busy this afternoon, so relax for a while. Gabriella, just do as the notarized documents say."

Dominic changed Wolff's address from "Sir" to "Mr." and said with a smile.

Ivano was not present as he went to the office to arrange his afternoon schedule.

"You said in the document, 'Dalia Rossetti and I are equal friends. She can speak freely and I would never consider her disrespectful,' right?"

The woman frowned slightly and looked at Wolf.

"Yes, Dalia and I are friends on equal terms."

"Wolf!"

Wolff dropped his polite chivalrous form and returned to his usual self. Dahlia accidentally called him by his first name, but by the time she realized it was too late.

"...It's exactly as written in the document."

Gabriela raised her glass without any surprise.

"Lord Wolffred, shall I test the poison for this meal? Or shall we exchange cups and plates?"

"No, that's fine. Thank you for your kindness."

Wolfe replied calmly. Dalia was taken aback for a moment before she understood. Given his status, he should have someone test for poison at every meal. It was unusual for him to have started eating without testing the food at the Green Tower.

They toasted sparkling water and began to eat. Dahlia felt the glass in her hand was particularly heavy.

Appetizers adorned with colorful flower petals, a salad bursting with spices, and white kidney bean soup. Although every dish was delicious, Dalia had no desire to taste them.

Dahlia took a sip of sparkling water to change her mood, and at this time Wolfe reached out for the plate as if to attract her attention.

"Dalia, this is Red Bear."

"Hey, was that the red bear you threw?"

"It's not the one I threw, but it's still a red bear."

The young man replied with a nostalgic smile.

Today's main course is Red Bear Steak, with two steaks cut into half sizes on the plate.

"Don't worry, Dalia. This is a red bear in no man's land."

She wasn't worried about this at first, but after hearing what he said, she started to care about it.

After all, no one wants to eat a red bear that has eaten humans.

"The red bear has a unique flavor, but this steak is rich in flavor. I think Miss Dalia should be able to accept it."

Dominic said as he cut the steak.

"We got lucky and had some delicious red bear."

"Yes, there's almost no fishy smell."

Dahlia didn't pick up the knife until they had eaten.

The red bear is worthy of its name, its meat is reddish in color, but it has actually been roasted until fully cooked.

She took a bite. The meat was a bit tough, but perhaps because it had been carefully processed, it was still easy to bite through.

This meat has a unique aroma and taste that is hard to describe with other meats.

Is this bear meat? After she chewed it a few times, the taste began to change.

The smell of bear meat faded a little, replaced by a grassy aroma with a summery feel.

As you chew to the end, the aroma of the gravy gradually emerges, and it turns out that the meat is filled with a rich flavor.

She didn't know if it was the flavor of the meat itself or the seasoning, but she cut the bear meat into small pieces and chewed them carefully. The multi-layered flavor was quite delicious.

When she came to her senses, she realized that everyone was chewing quietly.

Having said that, this kind of meat is very suitable for pairing with stronger wine.

The Liedong wine she drank last time was quite good. She really wanted to take a big sip after swallowing the bear meat.

The afternoon that makes one want to escape is approaching, and Dalia is still in the mood to think about such things, which shows that she still has some spare time.

"I really want to drink some non-sweet white wine..."

"Dark ale goes well with it, too."

Gabriela heard Dominic's low murmur and expressed a different opinion.

Dahlia thought that they were so good at drinking, and turned her gaze to Wolf.

He finished his sparkling water and looked back at Dahlia, his golden eyes filled with regret. Dahlia understood exactly what he was thinking and couldn't help but speak:

"You want to pair it with Liedong wine, right?"

"That's right."

Dominic and Gabriela heard their conversation and laughed at the same time.

"This Red Bear has truly sinned greatly by making everyone think of alcohol."

"Dry white wine, dark ale, and Red East wine. Once the first batch of goods ordered by the Knights arrives, we'll celebrate together and enjoy this steak."

"That's really exciting."

Dalia felt a headache when she thought about the afternoon's itinerary, and she hoped that the anticipation would help her get through it - the red bear steak was so delicious that she thought so.

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Shortly after finishing lunch, they received news that the Small Goods Workshop Manager had arrived at the guild.

Those who entered the conference room were Dahlia, Gabriela, and Ivano.

They asked Wolff and Dominic to wait in the reception room together, as the workshop representatives might feel uncomfortable with the presence of members of the Knights.

Waiting in the conference room was a man with graying hair and deep green eyes. He was of medium build and wore olive green clothes.

I don’t know if he is like this normally or if he was in a hurry to get here, but he has stubble on his face and his clothes are wrinkled.

"I'm Fermo Gandolfi of Atelier Gandolfi. Thank you for your guidance."

The man stood up and bowed, but his face was expressionless, without even a polite smile.

"I'm Dalia from the Roseti Chamber of Commerce. Please give me your guidance."

After Dalia greeted him, the man looked at her as if he was inspecting a product.

"I heard that Mr. Gandolfi's workshop often makes pump bottles. What else does it produce?"

"Various bottles, sprayers, tubes, boxes, etc."

Dahlia felt relieved, thinking that it should be no problem to entrust them with making the sparkling bottles.

"What I want to make is this 'bubbling bottle'."

She put the bottle of foam on the table, squeezed a little foam into the cup and showed it to the other person.

When Fermo saw this, he frowned deeply.

"Is this filled with... special foam?"

"No, it's just regular soapy water, but the concentration has been adjusted."

"...Looks like it can be used for washing your face, washing your hands, hanging it in a barbershop, or as a child's toy. It has many uses."

"Yes. I've heard from people who've used it that it's very convenient for shaving."

"Shaving... I want to try it too."

The man touched the bottle of bubbly as if it were a treasure.