Hidden in the woods, a certain pink vampire found a clearing. She’d placed herself far enough away from the road and the city in the hopes that no one would hear her working. It was here that Elanore would see her plan through.
The vampire swiped her hand, and it cut through a tree perfectly. She felt like some kind of monk while she watched the tree slowly fall. She looked to her wyvern with a smug grin. “Tell me, if a tree falls in the woods, and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?”
Naela looked at her mistress strangely. “I assume that all falling trees make sounds whether one is around to hear them or not, mistress.”
Pot swayed from side to side. “I disagree. I think our mistress is onto something. Bravo, mistress, this is a profound philosophical question that I hadn’t even considered.”
Elanore chuckled. “Exactly right. Considering that neither of you ever heard it before, that means I am the first one to propose it in another world.”
The vampire turned her attention to the fallen log. Hmm, if I am going to make a flat shape, I will probably need more of these. I suppose that my jewelry crafting skill can work here.
She cut the log in half with her skill, making a rounded side and a flat side. If I cut each tree into thirds, then I will have enough logs from two trees?
Elanore followed through with her estimation while the pot and the wyvern watched. The latter seemed very uninterested, and the former seemed interested in everything the vampire witch did.
“I can’t believe you are really going to make a carriage just to sneak in there,” Neala said. “There is no way this plan will work, and on top of that, we will have wasted time. It would be so much easier to just fly over the wall.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, you think too much for a wyvern, but you are forgetting something crucial. The moment I make a carriage, I will have a carriage forever.”
“And who is going to pull this carriage?”
Elanore’s eyes widened. She’d completely forgotten that she didn’t have any horses. Let alone horses, she had none of her trusty steeds from the MMO. “Of course, I can just make a horse if there is not a horse. Much like I made Pot over here.”
Elanore shrugged off the wyvern’s questions and got back to work. She cemented together each piece of wood with their flat sides facing up, eventually making a platform big enough to fit at least twenty Pots. And she even had enough spare wood to make benches on either side.
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Now I just need a canopy made from the foliage around here. Wait! I have those pelts in my inventory!
She opened up her inventory and dropped the hide of the allosaur on the ground. “This should be enough leather to make a canopy.”
The only thing she needed to do was dry it out, and that was easily accomplished with a [Drying] spell.
With a high enough [Alchemy] class, it was possible to use spells to change the nature of things. Somehow, she’d completely forgotten that earlier, but there was no time to dwell on things previously forgotten.
Her staff glowed pink, and she pointed it at the leather. “[White Dyeing].”
As she spoke, the mana coated the allosaur pelt, and it started changing color to white. She took some boards, and made pillars on each corner of the base. Next, she took flexible branches and fixed the leather to the top.
“And now we have a covering! The only thing we need to do next is put a logo on the side, give this bad boy some wheels, and then roll up to the city.”
The wyvern stood from the stump she was zoning out on to walk over. “I am impressed that you managed to make something that looks decent, mistress. Your attitude is contrasted heavily by the actual outcome.”
Elanore smiled wryly. “I will take that as a compliment. It’s only natural that with an overpowered character, every outcome would be in my favor.”
Pot nodded in agreement and flapped his wings several times. “Of course, mistress. Anything you do will turn out perfectly.”
Elanore stared at the cauldron briefly. Does this guy not know what happens to people surrounded by yes men? With this kind of attitude, my products will get worse over time.
The vampire witch sighed and shook her head. These people know nothing about customer service.
For the wheels of the carriage, she took the bones of the allosaur and chiseled them into shapes. The large rib bones were basically perfect for the inside of the wheels, she just had to straighten them out. And for the rim, she used bits of the creature’s tail.
She considered making a proper tire out of rubber, but alas, she was rubberless and maidenless.
For the axles, she simply made two more long and thin logs and allowed the front one to turn.
“Behold my masterpiece! The only thing it’s missing is a mammoth logo…I have to remember the tiger stripes.”
She smeared mud along the side of the canvas into a circle, and she drew the mammoth by changing colors with her alchemy class. The only problem was...She didn’t have a painter’s class. Somehow her logo ended up looking much worse than the ones on the banners.
Naela tried to stop herself from laughing as she stared at it. “Mistress…”
Even the Pot, who Elanore never thought capable of laughing, was holding back his own chuckles. “Mistress…”
“Whatever! Screw both of you! This will work. This logo is good enough! I never was one for graphics design. This will have to work.”
She stared at the smeared orange and black logo. It looked nothing like a mammoth at all. It looked much more like a kid’s drawing of a tiger hog.
Naela walked over and patted the witch on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it mistress, you can always learn how to make logos later.”
A bell chimed inside of Elanore’s head at that moment.
[New Class Acquired: Novice Artist]
[Updating Status…]
[Congratulations! You have created your first piece of art.]
Elanore frowned. It made no sense! She had the motor skills to create fine-detailed crystals and enchantments. She could laser focus on something...I should have used my laser to make the art.
