Chapter 12: Steamed Milk

The next morning.

Knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on my door.

It wasn’t early, so I was awake.

“Who is it?”

Creak.

I opened the door, but there was no one outside.

“Who is it?”

As I casually looked left and right, I suddenly saw the tip of a thin ribbon sticking out from the gap between the door and the wall.

It was Yona.

Knowing that she wanted to play, I immediately played along.

“Ahem. Who knocked on the door? I can’t see anyone no matter how much I look, did they soar into the sky? Or did they rise from the ground? Or else…”

I closed the door and stuck my head out into the gap where Yona was.

“Could they be between the door gap?!”

“Kyaak!”

Yona screamed in surprise. I grabbed her armpits and lifted her up.

“How are you feeling?”

“S, sister!”

“Hehe. Were you very surprised?”

A smile appears on my lips.

She was so cute, screaming with a flushed face.

“Ugh, how did you know? I was clearly hiding perfectly.”

“I’m the librarian here. There’s nothing I don’t know here.”

“Really?”

Round eyes as if curious. Those white pupils sparkled.

I hugged her.

She was light, probably because she was sick. Even I, who had no strength, could easily lift her.

“But you were perfect. How can you hide so well?”

“Hehe. He. Right?”

Yona hugged me.

Originally, she was a noble, so I couldn’t even imagine such physical contact.

But yesterday, Emily showed a human side, so I took a little courage.

If I was doing something that crossed the line, the guard knight would have appeared and stopped me.

In other words, Emily and I have a deal, and Yona likes me, so she wouldn’t kill me in one blow just because I’m rude.

“But sister. What are you doing? If you don’t have anything to do, play with me! How about playing tag?”

“Ah, I’m sorry, but I have somewhere to go today.”

“Uh.”

When I gently refused, Yona made a crying face. Her white pupils drooped down.

I thought for a moment.

‘The craftsman that Emily called is probably affiliated with the Muelia Duchy. And his workshop was also inside the duchy.’

Yona is sick and cannot leave the duchy. There are places she can’t go even within the duchy, so I asked just in case.

“I’m going to the craftsman’s workshop, is that okay?”

“Yes?”

I asked the guard. But there was no answer.

I guess it means it’s okay to go?

“Then how about going together? I’m going to the craftsman’s workshop.”

“The craftsman’s workshop?”

There will be many things in the craftsman’s workshop that you can’t see in everyday life. Wouldn’t it be a good experience for Yona, who doesn’t know this world because she’s just locked in her room?

“I like it!”

“Wait a minute. Let me change my clothes.”

I was currently in my pajamas. Pajamas are just comfortable cotton t-shirts that I wear at home.

So when I was about to go into the room, Yona asked.

“Can I go in too?”

“Huh? Well, of course.”

She came in once last time. She followed me, probably because she was bored being alone.

I left her in the living room and went into the room and changed into simple active clothes.

Plus a thin coat.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Yes!”

I left the library with Yona. I took out the paper I received last night from my pocket.

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Name: Estad Workshop

Location: Between Silk Forest and Waning Moon Lake. The third workshop on Craftsman Road.

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I don’t know just by hearing it.

When I spread out the map and checked, it was quite far from here. Fortunately, there was no uphill road.

I walked hand in hand with Yona.

Then, after about 5 minutes.

“Sister, my legs hurt.”

“Legs? Hmm. Shall I carry you?”

“Yes!”

I carried her.

It’s time for the muscles that have been trained hard by pushing the book cart for a week to work.

“Hehe.”

She snuggled in my arms and laughed senselessly.

She seems to like it.

“But if I hold you like this, I can’t see the map? Can Miss tell me the way?”

“Yes!”

I handed the map to Yona.

Yona spread out the map and pointed the direction we were going with her finger. She keeps laughing, probably because she likes it.

‘Ugh. So cute!’

I don’t know how a creature can be so cute.

“Okay. Let’s go.”

I walked for a long time.

As it was wide, there were many forks in the road.

“You have to go to the left.”

“Right.”

“Go straight ahead!”

Since I was simply following the map, there was no mistake.

So I arrived at Craftsman Road.

It is called Craftsman Road because the workshops of craftsmen are gathered.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Whirr! Bang!

Hammering sounds were heard everywhere. As befits a place where craftsmen work, all kinds of harsh words were rampant.

Of course, I knew this would happen, so I told Yona to cover her ears.

‘Ugh. Is it just me, or is my throat scratchy?’

I simply thought about it and entered the Estad workshop.

“Hey! Pay attention! Do you want to be roasted in the furnace!”

“You b*stard! I told you not to refine like this!”

Again, cursing was rampant.

Yona asked me to let her down, so I let her down. Then she ran inside and shouted.

“Bad words are not allowed!!!!”

“So I…eh, Miss Yona?”

“What are you talking about? I’m saying…huh? Why is Miss?”

The craftsmen who were arguing looked at Yona and muttered.

White eyes and white hair, which can be said to be the symbol of the duchy. That mysterious appearance exists only in the bloodline of the Muelia duchy.

There is no way a person working in the duchy does not know.

“You shouldn’t say bad words!”

“Ahem. This guy first…”

“Ugh!”

“Okay. I’m sorry, Miss.”

“I’m sorry too.”

The two men bow their heads. A curse came out from the inside in the momentary silence.

When Yona tried to go in there too, the craftsmen stopped her.

“Ordinary people can’t go in there. I’ll go in and tell them, so please wait here for a moment.”

One of the craftsmen went in, and soon silence flowed.

Clang!

“What? Miss came?”

“You should have told me earlier, you idiot!”

Thud!

The craftsmen who were working in the workshop came out one by one. Among them, the place where the most attention was focused was…

“Hello, Miss. I’m Estad, the owner of this place.”

It was Estad.

All the muscles in his body were bulging, as if they were about to burst.

“Hello!”

“But what brings you here?”

It’s natural to be embarrassed.

Usually, when nobles need a craftsman, they send a servant. It is rare for a noble to come in person like this.

“I came with my sister! Please take good care of my sister!”

“Ah, sister?”

His gaze turns to me. I bowed my head and greeted him.

“Hello. I’m Rachel, working as a librarian. I’m here because I have equipment to request.”

“I see, but our workshop is more expensive than you think, so if you want to buy something cheap, it’s better to go next door.”

“That Miss Emily…”

“Ah, right. Come to think of it, she said someone would come. It was you. Come in.”

I followed him into the next room.

“First, let me introduce myself again, I’m craftsman Estad. I run this workshop.”

Estad handed me paper and a pencil.

“It would be nice if you could write down the item you want in as much detail as possible. The more information you have, the better the result.”

First, I held the pencil and drew the shape of the instrument.

A long tube and a container for water. It looks similar to a drip kettle, but the difference is that the angle of the tube can be adjusted as desired.

“Hmm. I roughly understand the design, but what features does it have?”

“First of all, water goes into the bottom container. When this boils, the steam comes out through the tube. That’s it.”

“It won’t be that difficult. It’s detachable, right?”

Although it is medieval Europe, there are electric cords here. To be precise, it is a magic cord that is used by connecting to the magic power from the magic core.

If you plug the cord in there and use it, it’s a connected type, and if it’s separated, it’s a detached type.

This machine doesn’t matter, so I chose the detached type.

“But I’m curious what you’re going to do with this, I don’t think Miss Emily would have asked you to put in just steam. What are you going to use it for?”

“I’m going to use it for milk. It’s used to make so-called steamed milk.”

“Steamed milk?”

Estad tilted his head.

It’s a natural reaction.

Steamed milk hasn’t come out here yet.

‘If I have this, I can make latte and cappuccino.’

After adding a few more explanations, I finished the request.

“As it’s simple, the period will be fast. It will take about two days.”

“That fast?”

“It’s Miss Emily’s request, so I can’t handle it late. Come then. Or do you want delivery?”

“Is that possible?”

“Of course. Then I’ll send it to the library.”

I bowed my head and thanked him.

So I looked around to get out of the workshop, and Yona was looking at various things in the workshop with a mysterious look.

‘Should I let her look around a little more?’

In the first place, I wanted her to gain more experience, so I started looking around with her.