Chapter 271
(271) To the mountain where Dwarves live
Translator: Tseirp
“In that case, Rurina, are you able to transfer party settings?”
“Yes, it is possible . However, I will need the notes created by Magic Journalist so as long as I have those but … sorry, there is no Magic Journalist among us . ”
“Magic Journalist? By the way, at what level are they able to create those notes?”
“Level 10 . ”
My Magic Journalist level was currently 7 .
My level was a little short .
“Oh right, to create the note, you will need the specialized ink used by Herbalists . ”
“Ririana should be able to make the ink notes? She’s a Herbalist after all . ”
Rurina put up the name of a Dark Elf .
“Ooo, Ririana huh?”
I got to hear something good .
“Incidentally, what are the raw materials needed for the ink?”
“Gallnuts and Iron Sulfate . Both of them should be relatively easy to purchase in a Herbalist’s store . ”
Gallnut? I have never heard of that but I’ll make a mental note .
Leaving that aside, they use Iron Sulfate too huh?
I was sure it was only used for something like oil .
Either way, I’ll have to raise my Magic Journalist level .
“Ah, em, Ichinojo-sama . I have a request . ”
“Request? Well, if it’s something I can do ―”
“Could I please have your signature!”
Rurina said and offered her quiver with a dagger .
… Through carving?
I said that I would do it if I could so I was hesitant to refuse .
However, even though I have not even given my signature using a pen before, carving my name using a dagger was … the carving … went surprisingly well . I was able to carve my signature quickly like an entertainer .
I don’t believe I carved this beautifully even with a chisel . Was it a gift from skills such as Dexterity UP which doesn’t affect my status?
I could now make fine accessories with my Blacksmithing skill as well .
“Thank you very much! I will make it a family heirloom!”
Making it a family heirloom will be too exaggerated . Please keep it to a single generation .
The design of my signature was something I created with my middle school friend as a joke . I treated it as a dark past but it was surprisingly useful .
Hn? Crafting?
“Now that I think about it, the Dark-Elves are all dextrous right? You guys made the Mithril arrowhead and such on your own?”
“No, there is n.o.body among us capable of working with Mithril . We request the Dwarves for that . ”
“Dwarves!?”
Dwarves are a famous race on par with Elves . They have a strong image of having thick beards and strong love for alcohol and blacksmithing . In addition, in the guidebook I read when I first came to this world, which was written by Daijiro-san, the Dwarf race was also listed as one of the race that established the G.o.ddess Church together with the Hume, Giants and Mini-Humes .
“Do you know where the Dwarves live?”
“There is a mountain to the north of the Great Forest where the Dwarves live . ”
After that, Rurina drew a simple map detailing the specific location where the Dwarves lived and explained to me .
“We wholesale the fruit wine we make in the Great Forest and in return, request for Mithril processing . ”
When I first met Rarael, I pa.s.sed her the Mithril I had . They were originally stolen by the Mountain Bandit and my Blacksmithing skill still could not process Mithril so I readily gave it to her .
“Then, did you convert all the Mithril you guys obtained into arrowheads?”
“Only a portion . Most of it was used in order to create Isildin . ”
“Isildin?”
Another word I never heard of appeared .
The translation function would automatically convert the word spoken to its equivalent on Earth if it exists so that should be an Otherworld item after all . Although it might be possible that I just don’t know about it .
“Isildin is a type of ink created from Mithril . It will be faster if you took a look at the real thing . Please wait for a moment . ”
Rurina said and ran to the tree house before returning after a few minutes .
She was carrying a small bottle .
“This is Isildin . ”
“So this … is Isildin huh …”
I replied to indicate I looked but I could not see anything inside the small bottle .
“Is there actually Isildin in there?”
“Yes, there is . ”
“By any chance is it ink that idiots can’t see?”
“No, n.o.body can see it now . Isildin can only be seen under the moonlight after casting a spell . ”
Thank goodness it wasn’t something only I couldn’t see .
I had no idea how Mithril could be converted into a liquid and I couldn’t comprehend how it couldn’t be seen unless a spell was cast .
However, I finally understood its use .
“I see, so you use Isildin to transcribe secret text that the other races must never know . ”
“Ufufu, it isn’t used for something so grand . The light from Isildin is extremely beautiful when seen . For that reason, we draw pictures with Isildin on the cave wall where the Golden Tree was and once a year, we cast the spell and admire it when the moon pa.s.ses directly above the Golden Tree . In addition, Isildin is extremely valuable so not even a fifth of the wall has drawings on it . I wanted Ichinojo-sama to see it too . ”
“I truly wish to see it too . ”
Setolance-sama requested Rarael to destroy the cave where the Golden Tree was planted after the Salamander was defeated . So that n.o.body would know that the Golden Tree was transported away .
If I knew there were such wall drawings, I would have hesitated when destroying it .
Furthermore, the light from Ishildin will likely never appear in this world ever again .
Apart from the world of My World where we were standing on at the moment, there were no moon or stars . In fact, there was no day or night either . In such an environment, Ishildin which only shines under the moonlight will probably not emit any light .
“By the way, the Dwarves might be able to obtain some information on Daijiro which Ichinojo-sama is looking for . ”
“What!?”
I had shared information on Daijiro and Miri with the Dark-Elves .
I didn’t get much information then .
“Dwarves are known to have the best processing techniques in the world, especially in Alchemy and Blacksmithing, they are second to none . For that reason, many craftsmen gather there . ”
“I see ― certainly if Daijiro-san is not a lone wolf, she will definitely have craftsmen acquaintances . ”
Rather, I find it hard to believe Daijiro-san constructed that huge Flying Ship on her own .
If I could find the craftsmen who worked with Daijiro-san, I might be able to gather information on where she is at the moment .
I aimed for the mountain where the Dwarves lived .