The Elf Saint is a NEET, so I Forced Her to Work in Another World

Charm Offensive, Part 1 (Extra Chapter)

**Kuro**

As a halfling son of a union between a human and a dwarf, the Prince of Stadtsberg, Giuseppe Uhrian, had contacts between his father's race (the humans), and the people of his mother (the dwarves). And I find this convenient, since it's been well-known that the dwarves were isolationists, protective of their trade and craft.

"..."

Well, aside from attracting investment to the realm of the elves, there was another reason for inviting the Lord Uhrian to this place. A more personal one, if you'd ask me.

I mean, look, dwarves were famous for their industry...almost on par, or even superior, with the products of the demons. While I thought these guys were just like that because writers in my world made them that way, there's a sliver of truth in what they wrote. Dwarven wares were highly-prized, not only in Chersea, but also in Cherwind, and the Demon Republic, and for a good reason: the durability was unearthly, and the designs were so intricate, I bet a simple dwarven cauldron could fetch a high price in my own world.

The only difference between demon wares and those of the dwarves is that the former can mass produce because of their factories, while the latter prefer to do it the 'traditional', hand-crafted way...

"..."

And so, we go back to the matter with Prince Uhrian.

"Now that we've already inked the agreements between Stadtsberg and the Saint's Tree," the dwarf prince downed a single mug of ale before continuing, "I believe we should proceed to the other request you made from me, lad."

"Wait," Sir Dane called my attention. "How about the demon lord-president? Are you leaving her out of this?"

"Nope, but I sent her away for now because there's something His Highness, the Prince Uhrian, and I need to discuss. And Lady Noir shouldn't hear that..."

"Should we also go?" the chancellor and the bear-man stood and exchanged glances.

I shook my head, "In fact, it'd be nice if you guys will stay around. You're the closest male friends I have, and...yes, I'm nervous talking about this."

So, the Calabrian minister and Banu sat on their places on the table once again. Prince Uhrian then asked, "Can you show me what you got there, lad?"

"Yes," I pulled a rolled paper from the table drawers, while the bear-man and Sir Dane helped me unravel it before the halfling prince. "Can your contacts in Equality help me create these rings I designed?"

"You don't need to ask me about that, laddie!" the dwarf chuckled. "If you want it, then consider it done! You have my word!"

"Thanks, milord!"

"Don't mention it! It's the least I can do for our greatest hero since the Lady Cassandra David! And you shouldn't pay me as well! I'll take the burden of paying the craftsmen!"

"I believe I can't allow that, milord," I countered. "At least, let me shell out money for these rings. After all, I included my feelings in the designs..."

"Hoh..." Banu inspected the blueprints. "Now that you mention it milord, you really took your time creating individual designs for all of these!"

"Of course," I proudly admitted.

"What are these rings for?" Sir Dane asked.

"Those are...ahem, my wedding rings. I designed each of those to fit the character of the ladies I love."

"Finally deciding to settle, eh?" Prince Uhrian commented.

"I did promise my ladies I'd marry them after I solved the issues in this place," I explained. "Now, I'm just wrapping things up; the next thing I'd like to do is to build a family."