Alma POV 12/17
The dwarf looked at me dumbfounded. He didn't believed a little girl such as myself could be ever interested in armors, and thought I was joking or something.
"Erm, little girl, we don't sell armors as toys, you have to understand that you cannot properly handle one-"
"Who are you calling little girl? The girl before you are this Kingdom's Princess, Alma Sylphy Greenwood!" said Rose. As she showed off the proof once more.
"Eh? Ah… EEEEEH?!"
The dwarf almost fell over the ground, bȧrėly keeping himself standing. He couldn't believe I wanted armor and that I was actually the princess too.
"Indeed, she's the princess, so you better act gentle with her, you heard me, dwarf?" asked Elred. He suddenly changed his clumsy and shy personality, as he became domineering, cold, and held a strong presence. This wasn't the first time I saw him switch gears so fast, but it appears that he is really like this when I am not around…
"Did I made myself clear?" he asked once more, walking near the dwarf as his sharp eyes looked down on the humble dwarf, for a moment, the air suddenly got incredibly cold… was this his Ice Magic?
"You're intimidating him!" I said, stopping Elred as he suddenly switched gears when I spoke.
"O-Oh, I-I didn't intend to! S-Sorry!" he said.
"Eh? What's with this kid?" wondered the dwarf, as he looked at Elred while raising an eyebrow.
"By the way, he's the prince of the Flowerbed Nation, so you better be respectful to him too, old man." I said.
"Eh? I-is that so? I-I will!" said the dwarf, quickly rushing to the table where he would usually attend guests that wanted to shop for goods.
"Anyways, now quickly look for the perfect armor for me. I want one that guards me against most magic and also physical damage, if possible, it would be nice if it could self-repair if it ever receives damage, and that it doesn't require to absorb my own mana to reinforce itself too. Oh, and it would be nice if it has matching colors with me, but that's not too required." I said.
"Y-You're asking for a lot of things, young princess…" sighed the dwarf, walking around his armory.
"What's your name by the way?" I asked.
"Heh, name's Balmonlir. I am a respected Blacksmith that once roamed the world. I settled down here because I like nature more than the darkness of the mountain caves. I am a well-known blacksmith and I supply with goods many Adventurers, Hunters, and Explorers around these lands! I've even mass-produced equipment for your own army. I am surprised you don't know about me!" said the man.
"Wait, Balmonlir?! You're really the Legendary Magic Smith?!" asked Rose, suddenly losing her cool.
"Wait, legendary?" asked Elred while raising an eyebrow.
"Eh?! He's that well known?" I asked curiously.
"Gahaha! I guess that's one of the titles you elves gave to me. But compared to my homeland, I am not too much. My peers back home are all monsters compared to me, there are many Godsmiths too!" said Balmonlir.
"Godsmith?" I asked.
"There is a certain classification between blacksmith, young princess. Those that have attained the ability to use high level Smith Magic are known as Magic Smiths, and then there are an even higher grade, the Godsmiths have attained a power near-divine in the use of Blacksmith, most of them end up being Immortals though." Said the dwarf.
"Immortals?"
Wait, immortals… that's how people are called when they reach Rank 7 and above, right? I suppose I had forgotten about them because they don't show themselves in mortal societies, but I guess these people can really be qualified as Gods.
These arrogant people don't delve into the society of mortals and have some sort of pact to not interfere nor kill mortals for any motive… I believe it is something done by the Aesir Descendant's Court.
Anyways, I don't have the time to care about these idiots.
Balmonlir began walking around the armory for a while, he showed me some armors and a lot of stuff, and I tried it out. All of it was way too heavy for my tiny and weak body, even the gauntlets felt terribly hard to wear.
"Hmm… This is really a problem, I am sorry to say this but I fear that there is nothing in my armory that can properly fit with your body, young princess…" he sighed regretfully.
"Ugh… Is that so?" I sighed.
"Well, isn't that… b-bad? How bad!" said Rose. She seemed happy.
"Y-Yeah! How unfortunate! Now, let's get out of here, shall we? Maybe we should go buy some candy or something to cheer you up, Alma!" said Elred, just as happy as her.
Did these two idiots got happy I wouldn't get to wear an armor?! Ugh, but what about the princess knight archetype? Does it not exist in this world? How unfair… I want an armor!
"Ugh…" I sighed.
"W-Wait, hold on! It makes me feel horrible to not be able to serve the royal family of the country I've settled down, and it is really a shame that within my repertoire there isn't anything I could offer you… But that doesn't mean I can't make it!" he said.
"Oho~? You can?!" I asked.
"I sure can! I need to quickly need to check your measures first, young princess. After that, I will show you the materials I got and you can pick them up, the price… well, you're the princess, I don't think the price will be a problem, right?" he asked.
"Sure! Measure my entire body!" I said, as I began to take out my dress.
"PRINCESS, STOP!"
Rose and Elred stopped me before I was to do something regretful. Meanwhile, Balmonlir covered his face and averted his gaze from me.
"I'll measure her in private!" said Rose, as she grabbed me into another room.
After the measurements were done, I decided to give Balmonlir some of the Mana Cores I got to use as ingredients, including the Rank 5 Mana Core.
"A-A Rank 5 Mana Core?! I-I will make sure to use it well!"
"Heh, you better do!"
