I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 4-12. Their Decision

“The order volume at Luludan Workshop is the highest in Encarton. If you want to hone your skills, this is the only place to do it, but that damn old man won’t hire me at all… Alright, next, can you bend your wrist for me?”

“Like this?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Don’t move, okay? It’d be trouble if it shifts.”

Having reached an agreement on the contract, I was immediately having my right arm measured by her.

She meticulously measured the size and thickness of my arm resting on the low table, jotting down numbers on paper.

But that wasn’t all. She wanted all sorts of data.

The weight of my right arm. The length of my fingers, the position of the joints. She even used a magical camera to take pictures from various angles of the shape when I clenched my fist.

How much impact does my magic-infused attack have?

I didn’t expect her to be interested in my battle style as well.

Even while taking all this data, she was also discussing the intended use of the prosthetic arm and the approximate cost of the necessary materials. She must be quite sharp.

“But, Yueli. There’s one thing that’s been bothering me.”

“What is it?”

“Where do you plan to work? At least, it doesn’t seem like there’s any workspace here.”

“Oh, at Luludan Workshop.”

“…Wait a minute. I remember your father was furious about not hiring you at Luludan Workshop… Did I mishear?”

“No, you heard right. That damn old man’s words are hard to understand, aren’t they? I can use the workshop’s equipment, but he won’t hire me. It’s been like that ever since I became an adult.”

He lets her hone her skills but won’t let her work as a craftsman.

I agree that it’s hard to understand what his intentions are.

Her father’s actions are clearly contradictory.

“That’s why I fight with him every day. ‘Let me work at the workshop!'”

“…You have fights like that every day?”

“No, being forcibly thrown out like that was a first. Come to think of it, it was the first time he resorted to physical force… Alright, I’ve got all the measurements I need, so you can move now.”

“Is that all for today?”

“Yeah… Oh, I just remembered. If you have any requests for gimmicks, I’d like to hear them now. I’ll consider if they’re possible before drawing up the designs.”

“A hidden blade. Rocket punch. Flamethrower.”

“…I’m not familiar with those concepts, so could you explain them from the beginning?”

“Of course. Also, there’s something I want to ask if it’s possible…”

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