With an exclamation, the person pushing in was not just one. No, they weren’t people from the beginning.

Thump, thump!

With a forceful momentum, those who entered the Magic Tower were none other than…

“Is this a rock that maintains a constant temperature!”

Dwarves.

“Dw, dwarves…?”

Due to the abrupt appearance of this different race, everyone in the Magic Tower Hall stiffened.

And that was understandable; dwarves hardly ever left their villages.

With a dignified personality and stubborn artisan spirit, they stood against anyone who opposed their beliefs, be it nobles or royals.

But the weapons and artworks they crafted in various fields were far superior and excellent compared to those made by humans, and they were the best artisans that anyone would hope to trade with.

So, why would dwarves come to the Magic Tower’s new magic tool presentation?

Swiftly, a group of dwarves with stout legs moved with large strides and walked to the front of the stage.

Moments ago, the magic tool that had received criticism from the attendees was theirs.

People naturally thought the dwarves must have misunderstood something.

However.

“Hey, magician! Give me five!”

“I’ll take ten!”

“If you guys buy everything recklessly, how are we going to get some? Get lost! Give me twenty!”

Holding money-filled pockets, the dwarves weren’t shouting ‘give it to me’ violently, but rather aggressively.

The novice magician, who had come out as a substitute due to her recent entry, embarrassingly ended up facing the dwarves alone.

In a haste, she tried to respond according to the manual, lowering her head.

“Ah, we’re still in the middle of the demonstration, and sales will be after that [DASH].”

“Oh?!”

“I, I will give it!”

So, the demonstration was halted right there.

What followed was a unilateral looting scene.

“Money rots away! Bring what you have!”

“Move aside! Don’t push! I need that to make ‘My Ground’s Greatest and Strongest Mithril Armor!'”

“What kind of name is that? I should make ‘My Incomparable and Extraordinary Strongest Adamant Shield,’ give me more!”

Dwarves competed to create the strongest something, and I watched them from a distance with satisfaction.

‘I also sent them the magic tool, along with the beer they love, telling them to try it together.’

If they were a race obsessed with crafting like the dwarves, they would surely recognize the value of that magic tool.

Considering the results… it was a huge success!

Although it’s regrettable for the dwarves, the truth was that the magic tool being sold now was originally an enhanced version of the magic tool invented by Isis.

To deliberately reduce the unit price, they used small magic stones that weren’t in high demand.

The magic tool contained enough magical power to last through one season, considering even the slightest temperature change.
If you request it from a magician, you can recharge and reuse it, but after several reuses, the life of the vessel-like magic stone expires, and you can no longer use it.

‘It’s a kind of sales strategy to increase accessibility.’

If you make magic tools with high-quality magic stones, you can use them for a long time, but commoners won’t even dream of it.

There is a downside to having to buy new ones later, but it was judged to have quite a market value in being able to buy them immediately.

From the seller’s perspective, instead of selling it as a disposable item, if sales occur steadily, more money can be earned.

However, not everything went according to my plan.

Besides the dwarves, I promoted the magic tools in one more place, but they didn’t appear.

Of course, it seemed feasible to sell all the magic tools prepared for the dwarves alone, but it was still regrettable.

It was when the Magic Tower stage was in chaos.

Glance, glance [DASH].

People with an unusual appearance approached near the stage.

Not the luxurious clothes and elaborate decorations of the nobles who came to watch, but a plain appearance.

They were commoners.

“Is that the magic tool that chases away the heat…?”

“It looks like everything is sold out?”

“I came after the business ended; am I too late?”

“I thought I would sleep coolly without waking up at night for once, but it’s a shame.”

While sending promotional magic tool prototypes to the dwarf village, I also distributed promotional flyers and prototypes to the merchants in the capital market.

‘They’re here!’

I thought there was no interest since their appearance wasn’t visible during the demonstration, but it turned out they came late due to business hours.

Dwarves and merchants. I promoted with the mindset of catching only one of them, but both groups came.

However, with merchants coming at this point, there was no remaining stock since the dwarves had scattered money and bought all the magic tools.

“…Let’s go back.”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

As the disappointed merchants were about to leave the Magic Tower with drooping shoulders, one of the dwarves suddenly shouted.

“Hey, you guys, wait!”

“…?”