Civilization Game

There were numerous associations and organizations in the commercial district of Underhaim. The Black Magic Cult or Mad Scientists' labs were also filled with various types of clans operating in various locations, such as the Information Guild, the Mercenary Guild, the Civic Church, the Demibeast Alliance, the Continental Revolution, the Trafficker Union, the International Environmental Protection Group, and the DarhElves' Meeting on the brink of extinction.

The associations all had their own areas of expertise, unique profits and organizational culture, and had their own power within the commercial district, and had a peculiar balance. The fact that organizations with such diverse personalities and goals coexisted in one country itself felt strange to Lord.

In addition, there were often violent organizations that came to mind when they were "organized." He made certain areas of the Underheim his territory, and the main income was interest tax. Organizers were wandering around their territory armed with crude tools.

Of course, these back-alleys can be found anywhere on the continent, but the difference was that Abyss had a very strong voice and had a little power. As well as a small force of Underhaims, these gangsters have been instrumental in maintaining the security of this street.

Various illegal production facilities were also gathered in the commercial district.

A famous Abyss brewery on the continent was run by a giant group called the Half Ogre. It was a trade secret when Lord visited, but it was made public, and he wrote "secret spices" in the liquor he was making and read "ogre spices.").

I had a feeling Lord would never drink alcohol in this country again.

Next to it was a sheep farm. However, she is laying eggs, not chickens, but thunderbirds, a legendary animal that is the rarest on the continent and strictly forbids capture. The host was very proud of his modest business.

He showed me the black eggs born by thunderbirds and boasted again for thirty minutes about the beauty of the egg shell surface and the nutrition and efficacy of thunderbird eggs for thirty minutes. Lord dozed off and had to wait until the explanation was finished.

Furthermore, if we do not find it in the Underhaim, we will not find it anywhere on the continent. 'There was the largest black market on the continent famous for its words, as well as entertainment venues filled with adult playgrounds such as pubs, entertainment businesses, and host bars. Rod looked around the commercial district and said,' It's like seeing the end of the world behind him. '.

"Are these the hallmarks of Abyss?"

Eve walks side-by-side.

"In other countries, it's also possible for Abyss to be forbidden. Abandon the irrelevant norms and prejudices of law and practice, and see everything anew and evenly with your own eyes. If there is an ideology in this country, would you say this is it?"

"Hmm, yeah?"

Rod didn't look so good when he asked me that.

"So if someone with that awake value took me to a black market that hasn't been opened yet, did you buy that weird stuff?"

What she bought was a disgust-looking bracelet with a strong acoustic feel. On the eyelidless animal's head is the arm of a zombie that actually depicts rotten skin. It was not a girly hobby.

Eve chuckles.

"I don't care."

"... Yes, yes. Let's go to the next place."

"This way."

Along the way, you look back at Beatrice, who is heavily sucking the sugar candy he bought from the black market. The cheeks were plumped into my mouth.

"My ears, they're cute! '

Lord stretches out his arms to stroke her head without even knowing it. Beatrice shudders, and the rod flinches and stops.

"……"

You can see the scared eyes and the frightened shoulders. I did not know what had happened to her, but it still seemed impossible.

"Your Majesty?"

"… Oh, nothing. Let's go."

Lord quickly said.

As the three men walk down the street again, you hear a loud noise nearby.

"Oh, for real! You brainless bastards!"

"Heeheeheeheehee!"

Two men who appeared to be merchants among the wagons held hands politely and bowed their heads with sinful faces. And in front of it was a red-headed girl screaming for a whale.

"Do you really want a piece of work? I packed and delivered two days early. You say you don't take things anymore?"

"Well, that's... … I guess I heard a rumor from the other merchants and hit a player. Casar refused to trade because he had a lot of money at a cheaper price."

"What the fuck does that mean? The deal was with us first!"

"Well, you know! Caesar's people despise merchants, so they just disrespect them! They have no pride or loyalty. If I can get something cheap, that's it."

However, the more he made excuses, the worse the girl's face became.

"Oh, so you didn't sell anything and came back here? Whoa, fuck. Look at you. You're so scared, you can't even speak. If that happened, would you take out your knife and stick it in your face and make a deal? Or do you really want to go through with it? You're gonna have to work your balls off!"

"Yo, what time is it that merchants use such rough methods these days? Besides, it's Casar!"

"Casargo Naval! That's what I used to do in my day!"

Yeah, well, there was a girl who looked like a teenager who was like, "I was! 'It was a strange sight to scold the adults. Curious Rod pauses and watches the scene.

"Ahh - really! This is a brokerage, so if you can't pay for these things, we'll have to ask for them!"

Lord glances at the carts. Inside is iron ore. Iron Ore. Then why are we obsessed with Casar?

"…… I'd rather sell it to Evgenia."

At that moment, the girl's voice was silent. I just said it to myself. Did you hear that? When Lord turns around, the girl looks right at you. Moreover, after a brief blink of an eye in a crowded situation, Eve and Beatrice broke up.

I don't feel so good! '

Suddenly, Lord feels like he's about to get caught up in a bit of a pickle. He hurries to leave.

"Hey!"

I heard a girl's voice. All you need is speed!

"Black Robe, you miserable bastard! Over there!"

"Ugh."

A cunning woman to make a point before hiding in the crowd. Lord turns his head.

"Huff!"

As soon as Lord turns his head, the red-headed girl's face howls and appears. Rod was furious as if he had seen a scene from a horror movie before his eyes.

"Hey! What the fuck did you just say?"

"I didn't say anything..."

"If you don't want to rip your jaw open, just say it with a good word. Ang?"

When she breaks a knuckle, bam! Thud, thud, thud. What's wrong with her? Lord sighs and answers, as if giving up.

"I'd rather sell it to Evgenia."

"Why?"

"Then you'll need Iron Ore in Evgenia."

The girl slammed the shin of the great lord! Rod says, "Nooooo! 'I was running around screaming.

"I'll ask you again. Huh. Stop?"

Where did such a bad boy come from? But Lord replied quickly to protect his precious shin.

"In Evgenia, we're going to start growing an army."

"Huh? An army?"

"You said Casardo bought iron. It's not just the Evgenia, it's the global trend. The era of peace and coexistence is over, and soon the entire continent will be engulfed in a great war spiral. Everyone's sharpening knives just in case."

It was a natural story. It is now occupied by talented and ambitious contractors, rather than kings, who are naive and passive. And it was never normal for 22 countries to be so dense on such a narrow continent. In the near future, half of these countries will be destroyed.

"By the way, if Evgenia has more troops, iron supplementation is essential, such as firepans, armor, saddles, etc. It's a wide plains area, so there's no place for iron. I might want to increase my troops, but I'm running low on resources. If you show up with an iron, you'll be welcome with a double digit."

Rod laughs after finishing his explanation. Oops, the gamer's instincts have come out again. It's the sad gamer's instinct to stop and kindly explain everything he does when he sees the little unknown Newbie!

Praise the Lord. It's Newbie!

"Hmph."

Ugh.

She tugs again. Lord takes in the wind and wraps his shin around it.

"Why! You blew it!"

"Oh, this one's just bad luck."

"……"

"By the way, where's the source?"

Rod smiles again, pointing his finger at his head.

"My head."

"What the hell!"

"So just listen with one ear and spill it with one ear."

Lord shrugs.

"……"

She lowers her head in thought and shuts her mouth. As the answer does not return, Lord tries to get out of here quickly.

"Hey, you!"

The road is hot and you turn around.

"Why again?"

"Fuck, I'm in the mood! You will be joining our merchant guild tomorrow!"

"…… What's wrong?"

Lord grunts. The girl folds her arms and smiles confidently.

"Special. Star. He wants to hire you! In the same line of work these days!"

"…… Uh, hey. Who do you think I am? Even for a Merchant's daughter, you don't say hello too much, do you?"

"What nonsense! I'm the merchant!"

"Ugh?"

What kind of Christmas grovel is this for Santa Claus? You look so young. You're a merchant at that age? I thought Merchants were old people.

But Lord put aside the rising questions for a moment and said in a decisive tone.

"But I refuse!"

"I refuse!"

"…… what are you talking about."

"And you."

A girl steps forward, grabbing the collar of the great rod, and pulls her torso toward her.

Even though he was still a kid (I thought he was probably younger than Beatrice when I postponed him.) I felt the fragrance of a stunning woman.

Gosh, Lord feels his face flushed red and surprised. This is all because of the owner's taste!

The girl looks at his face, red or not.

"Your accent is a bit strange, but you hear a lot of voices somewhere, and you look familiar."

'... Huff!'

He seemed to have met the king before. She extends her arms to remove the hood from the road.

"Huhu, stop joking around. Unibel."

Eve grabs her arm. The girl's eyes grew sharply.

"Oh, Eve? Why are you here?"

"This is a new recruit for the royal family. So you can't go to the top."

"... Hehe!"

He sprayed unibelle's captured arm and said:

"Hey, you! You don't get paid enough to work for the Scarecrow Royal anyways! Just come to the top!"

Lord gives you a silly look. What a stupor......

"…… Master."

Beatrice approaches from behind. She already has her dagger drawn.

"…… May I execute you for contempt of the Royal Court?"

"How can this possibly work? Yeah, let's go!"

It's best to run away before the two kids get into a fight and get into an accident. The road rushes into the crowd. Eve and Beatrice followed.

"Hey! Nausea! Are you running away?"

The girl's deafening voice echoes through the streets.