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

It seems that Wolff didn't know that athlete's foot was contagious, and he thought that the main cause of athlete's foot was the feet being stuffy in shoes.

"That's possible. How do you usually treat athlete's foot in your army?"

"For mild cases, ask the city's magicians who know healing magic for help. For serious cases, go to the temple for treatment. But I heard it's easy to relapse. So this is contagious..."

Wolf looked quite shocked, and Dalia searched her past life memories to offer him advice.

"When you shower, wash your feet and toes thoroughly with soap to prevent athlete's foot. If you do get it, dry your feet thoroughly after showering, apply special ointment, and keep them dry. Also, don't share shoes. Try to wear toe socks when wearing leather shoes or boots. When you're in your room, wear slippers to keep your feet fresh. Oh, and don't wear socks when you sleep."

"Wait a minute, let me take a note! I need to tell my friend who has athlete's foot."

Wolfe wrote out a list on a piece of paper, and Dahlia repeated it one by one, adding several more.

He hoped that they would follow these precautions so that his friend's athlete's foot could be cured and he would not be infected.

"Dalia, you're really knowledgeable about athlete's foot."

"...because my father has athlete's foot."

Wolfe spoke admiringly, and Dahlia responded vaguely. She wasn't lying, but the one with athlete's foot was her father in her previous life.

Sorry, Carlo Dad in this life.

Dahlia remembered what Carlo had said to her on the way home after attending Tobias's father's funeral:

"Dalia, after I die, if my name can help you through hard times, feel free to use it."

After his friend passed away, the drunk father said this sadly in the rain.

She thought it was unlucky to talk about her father's death, so she forgot about it.

That rainy day, my father was wearing these black boots.

Now she has borrowed her father's name, but is this really a good thing?

If it was for work, it would be fine, but she actually said that her father had athlete's foot, which he certainly couldn't have expected.

Next time I will bring better wine to visit the grave. I hope my father can forgive me.

Dahlia put away her father's boots and prayed in her heart.

Wolfe wrote down the methods to prevent athlete's foot, while Dalia recorded the modification methods of the shoe dryer. After they each listed the points and confirmed them, they returned to the second floor again.

It’s a pity that Wolf said he would wait for Ivano’s permission before bringing the shoe dryer back to the royal city.

"Dalia, can I wear this bracelet during joint training? I'll wear a glove to cover it."

The Sirius bracelet glowed faintly on the young man's left wrist.

"You can, but if you jump too high, others will notice quickly..."

"Well, I'll stop. I'm sorry for what happened just now. I know you might laugh at me... but I've never used external magic before. I had too much fun."

Only then did she understand why Wolfe had jumped like an innocent child just now.

The Sirius Bracelet has a powerful wind magic effect.

Wolfer had worn bracelets to detoxify and prevent anemia, and had used magical tools to prevent eavesdropping, but this bracelet was completely different. Furthermore, Dahlia had heard from Marcella that she could barely feel any magic power when using body enhancement.

He'd always been able to only use physical enhancement. Leaping up with wind magic must have felt very different from physical enhancement. He was like a child using magic for the first time, no wonder he was so excited.

Dahlia wanted to let him jump as much as he wanted, but if he jumped higher than the green tower, the people nearby might call the guards. It would be better to let him play in the safety of the royal city.

But she was still a little worried.

"Will that bracelet be difficult to control?"

"If it's just jumping up, it's fine. I can probably control it, and I just need to activate it when I need it."

People whose magic power leaks out will be unable to control even a small amount, but Wolf doesn't seem to have this problem at all.

"During your training, were there any magicians or priests who knew healing magic?"

"Well, there must be several of you standing by during the joint training. What's the matter?"

"You're not used to this bracelet yet. It would be bad if you got hurt..."

"Don't worry, minor injuries like broken bones heal quickly."

"A fracture is a serious injury, right..."

Seeing that Dalia was hesitant to speak, he smiled bitterly.

"Thank you for worrying about me. It might sound scary to you, but broken bones are commonplace for us, so we just get used to it. Even if we were beaten by monsters during an expedition and lost our limbs, the magicians and priests were able to grow them back."

Wolff speaks with aplomb, but the subject is more than a little scary.

It's not like you're replacing a doll's parts, so don't make it sound so easy.

"Are you treating him on the spot? No need to go to the temple?"

"Yes. It depends on the person performing the healing magic and the severity of the injury, but during expeditions, healing is almost always done on the spot."

"Can I grow arms and legs in a short period of time?"

"Dalia, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Yeah, I want to hear it."

Wolfe asked seriously after sitting up straight, and Dahlia decided to listen attentively.

"Suppose today someone is injured by a collision or bite from a monster. As they writhe in pain, several knights will hold them down while a magician casts healing magic. After the magic is cast, white bones will begin to grow from the root to the tip, then gradually become covered with white tendons and red muscles. Finally, smooth skin will cover the top, forming new hands and feet. This process will take about five minutes. If the wound is uneven, someone nearby will use a sword to cut off a portion to speed up the healing process."

"Just hearing it hurts!"

After Wolfe finished his quick explanation, Dahlia felt uncomfortable all over and made a sound that was almost a scream.

"I think this topic might be a little scary for you, so I'm asking if you're sure you want to hear it..."

You definitely don't mean that, don't say that with a bright smile.

All kinds of bloody images appeared in Dahlia's mind, and she shook her head in fear.

Judging from Wolf's smile, he undoubtedly knew that Dahlia would have this reaction, so she was a little angry.

"Have you ever encountered anything this scary? Besides having your hands corroded by black slime?"

"...It's probably the time to dry out the slime."

Dahlia thought hard, but the thrilling memories that came to her mind were all related to making magic tools. Furthermore, the probability of slimes appearing was unusually high.

"You and slimes are truly connected..."

"I really want to say no, but unfortunately I can't deny it..."

"Can't we ask a business owner to help dry the slime?"

"You can buy slime powder on the market now, but when I was in college, it was almost impossible to find. It was also expensive to commission someone else to make it, so I just dried it myself. The roof, windowsills, and courtyard of the Green Tower were covered in all sorts of blue, red, and green slimes."

When she was a student, she collected a lot of slime and put it in her home to make waterproof cloth.

Father and Tobias burst out laughing when they saw this, while Irma, who came to play in the Green Tower, screamed.

"That must be a colorful sight. Hmm, won't slimes run away when exposed to the sun? If they're not completely dead, they'll split apart, right?"

"After catching a slime, you can pierce its core first and then tape the hole with Kraken tape. This will prevent the slime from breaking apart, allowing you to take it home intact. Once you get home, lay it flat in a sunny, well-ventilated area to dry. However, if it rains for several days, the slime may rot."

"This is the first time I've heard of this..."

Wolf had killed countless slimes in the past, but he had never heard of this method of collection.

In short, he decided to carry the Kraken Tape with him the next time he went to fight slimes.

"When you're drying slime, it's easy to attract birds."

"Huh, birds eat slimes?"

"Yes, unmelted slime is great food for birds, and there are a few types they particularly enjoy. Green slime is the most popular."

"Green slimes...are they like leafy vegetables to them?"

Wolfe imagined what green slime would look like next to the steak, but it didn't taste good at all.

"It should be good green nutrition for birds. I have a lot of green slimes that have been pecked by birds and are useless. I was planning to cover them with a layer of netting, but one day I found that the black slimes drying on the roof were still alive."

"Another black slime...?"

Wolf's expression twisted as if he had heard his nemesis' name. Dahlia smiled wryly upon seeing this.

"Yes, I noticed one of the black slimes was missing. Its core seemed intact, and it even ate the bird that came to eat it. Seeing the bird, half corroded, I was so scared that I went to find my father. We went to the roof together, and we found that it had not only eaten the bird, but also the green slimes that were drying there... It was a terrifying sight."

"The Black Slime was a Level 1 subjugation target. What was the result? Did you call the guards?"

"My father burned it with a hair dryer."

Wolff raised his glass to his lips, but upon hearing this, he placed it back on the table without taking a sip. The bottom of the glass hit the table with a hard thud.

"Wait a minute, black slimes are very fire-resistant."

"If we raise the temperature above its refractoriness, we can burn it into powder."

Dahlia looked away and replied.

The first time Dahlia tried to make a hair dryer, she accidentally made a flamethrower, and that was indeed her fault.

However, the modified hair dryer that defeated the black slime was actually his father's masterpiece.

Out of interest and curiosity, she asked her father, "Dad, can you make a hair dryer with more power than the first one I made?" But she never asked her father to "try it." Therefore, she has absolutely no responsibility in this matter.

Carlo went to the roof and burned the black slime to death without batting an eyelid.

The power of the flame was far greater than the flamethrower in the previous life. The black slime was burned into powder before it could launch an attack and scattered on the ground.

Incidentally, Dahlia collected the powder into the Magic Sealing Box, intending to use it as a raw material. However, her hand was corrupted and she was sent to the temple. In some ways, this could be the Black Slime's revenge.

"I'd like to ask, are you talking about the hair dryer I know about? Or the new weapon of the same name?"

"It's a hair dryer. But at full power, it can spit out flames as powerful as a mid-level mage. It's also effective against slightly larger black slimes. It's truly a unique Stone Tower trick."

"That's definitely not a hair dryer! That hair dryer is scarier than the black slime!"

Wolfe retorted with all his might, causing her to chuckle and think, "Now you finally understand how I feel when I hear you say those things, right?"

She smirked and drank the brandy in her glass.

Later, Wolff kept asking her whether it was safe to use the hair dryer at high power.

She was also forced to explain that the improved hair dryers were also safe, which resulted in a lose-lose situation for both parties.

Volume 2 ◆ Merchant Members and Royal City Invitation

"Thank you very much for telling me this in advance..."

Dahlia came to the Chamber of Commerce early in the morning and had a meeting with Ivano in the conference room. The other party said this with a bright smile.

It seemed that Wolff's suggestion was right. Ivano was delighted after hearing the instructions for the shoe dryer.

"Let's quickly register the profit contract for the shoe dryer. Please don't release product information until we've established a mass production system."

"Mass production system? Are we going to sell shoe drying machines?"

"Of course we have to sell them. They'll definitely sell well, and I'll do my best to promote them. But we have to first confirm distribution channels and production quantities before announcing the information. Otherwise, we'll end up repeating the same mistakes we made with five-toed socks. Even if they weren't that serious, a similar situation could happen."

"Can you sell this..."

Dahlia brought a shoe dryer, but she thought it was just a simple improvement on the hair dryer and didn't think it could be called a new product.

"Not only do knight orders, shipping guilds, and adventurer guilds need it, but also shoe store warehouses during the rainy season, crowded mansions, and people suffering from athlete's foot or foot odor. Just thinking about it brings up so many possibilities."

"Mr. Ivano, you are amazing."

Ivano was surprised by the number of potential clients he had listed. He scratched his mustard-colored hair shyly.

"No, you're the one who's awesome, not me... Anyway, let's register the benefit contract first, and then we can make improvements later. By the way, you've been inventing new things lately. When did you invent this shoe dryer?"

"yesterday."

"What? All day yesterday?"

"No, I just thought about it yesterday and started working on it. It took me about twenty minutes to modify the hair dryer... Ah, but I checked the operating instructions, and the temperature limit is also set to a safer limit than a hair dryer!"

Dahlia was worried that Ivano would misunderstand her as being careless and not even doing a safety check, so she quickly explained.

Ivano narrowed his deep blue eyes and smiled quietly, which made Dahlia feel relieved.

"...Ms. Dahlia, if you have any other plans, trials, or things you'd like to make, please let me know everything you can think of right now so I can be mentally prepared. No, I want to use them to formulate future sales strategies."

Ivano took out a brown leather notebook from his breast pocket and waited for her to speak while holding a pencil.