Civilization Game

As Lord took a gesture to reconsider disposal, the gate appealed to successive information as if this was an opportunity.

"Eve, you went to the clothing store yesterday to buy conquest, right?"

She's flawed again. It was a bigger surprise than before.

"…… how can Mr. Moon do that?"

"You ordered one of those conquest bottoms, too. If you infer this situation, every time you go to work, it's because your pants are on your buttocks. So you should have eaten when you were working late."

Eve's eyebrows twitch.

At first glance, you might think it was a cold expression, but Lord knew it. I'm angry. I'm very angry.

"Your Majesty."

Eve's fierce gaze remains fixed at the gate, saying,

"Yes, why?"

"Stop smiling."

Lord took care of his expression urgently. After all, it was Lord himself who made me work the night shift, so I tried to endure it, but it seemed to me. But it was funny. When or when I'm gonna make fun of Eve!

"Oh, and Your Majesty."

The gate said.

"You skipped work last night and went to the tavern with the intelligence services?"

Eve flashes a flame through her body and turns to the road. He trembles in terror.

"Oh, Your Majesty. The kings have something to discuss at the commander's spear. Didn't you say you'd go first?"

"Oh, misunderstood!"

Lord says, sweating.

"Diplomacy went into the bedroom! And at the level of the fraud of his subordinates, not as a diner..."

"We'll talk about this in the Oval Office later."

She said with tears in her eyes. Rod felt the sky fall. Then I stared at the gate.

"Damn, I feel like I'm being invaded by privacy! As expected, we must destroy that door!"

"I agree with you."

"Oh, no! No verdict! No verdict! The royal family must ensure the survival of the gates!"

"……."

Hearing the protests of the gate to ensure the unprecedented literacy and survival, Lord raises a new question.

"By the way, how did you know about those little schedules in the city?"

It would have been impossible for the insiders to know that Eve had gone to the clothing store if she was just at the gates and even the events inside the small city where Lord had hung out. The gate smiles as confidently as it can.

"I'll show you!"

Suddenly, the necessities at the gate suddenly disappeared.

"... is it gone?"

"Here! Here!"

The two of them looked back and were furious. At the front of a building in a commercial district, rather than a gate, the doodling appeared.

"Uh, how did you do that?"

"Hehe! This is my power during Ego Weapon!"

He was originally Ego Weapon, a set of seven swords when he was famous before he was the Gate of Underhaim. It was a single personality, but it had the power of a special winning sword that carried it to its free material on seven swords.

Then it suddenly became a door to the Underhaim, and the spell used by the Dead Research Society seemed to have caused an anomaly and changed its abilities. Instead of being able to move from sword to sword, we can move to the same door as the main body.

"If it's a door, can it move anywhere?"

Rod asked with a surprised face. The gate quickly began to explain.

"No, I've done it a few times. I can only move within this city. And I couldn't move a door that was too small for a typical household, and the material of the door was too different from my main body, the voiceprint."

"I see. There must be another condition."

Lord thought we should try some more experiments. If we do well, we might be able to find a good use for it. While Lord was worrying about that, the equipment returned to the gate and began talking to the women.

"…… I'm glad I can't make it to the bathroom door if the door has to be big."

Eve said.

"I know. It's horrible just thinking about it."

"Then what are you going to do about Moon?"

Lord pondered for a moment.

"Let's leave it alone for now. It's bad luck, but it might come in handy later."

"Oh! You're saving me! Thank you! The castle is doomed!"

Lord looks at the gate and says,

"There are conditions, of course. Don't talk to other civilians about the information you see and hear in the city. And cooperate with Royal Intelligence and follow their control."

"Excellent! My mouth is full of doors!"

That flicker didn't seem too heavy, but I decided to just move on.

"Then I'll have to give you a name, but you can't call me a door forever, right?"

"Oh, I see. What's good about it?"

"Oh! You're giving me a name!"

The gate stirs and shifts its eyes.

"What was your name when you were Ego Welfare?"

"The White Sword of Giant Castle that cuts through Pluto."

"Then let's just say 'doorway'."

"No, no, no!"

The gate squeals.

"It has nothing to do with my old name! Isn't that a little rough?!"

As a result, Lord gained an Ego gate named 'Doorman'. I felt that Underhaim was becoming an increasingly strange neighborhood. It used to be a weird neighborhood.

*

You begin to see a procession of merchants outside the gates. The door had no reason to scare people, so Lord sent them away.

"… is there more than usual?"

Eve looks surprised at the parchment with the items claimed.

"Yeah, I bought a lot of stuff."

"…… What is that?"

She pointed to a cart full of construction materials.

"Fountain."

"… a fountain?"

"Yes, I will install it in the central clearance of the Underhaim. It's really not a fountain because of the lack of water, and it's for planting flowers in the sense of interior."

Eve blinks.

"Oh my, what is this sudden wind...?"

"Beyond commercial districts, it's a sad city! We could use some of that for the city view."

"... Then what are they?"

She points to another cart. Under the gray cloth, you see things like the roots of a plant.

"Black Shoulder Tree."

Lord explained.

"They survive the drought and survive with a small amount of water. Rather, if you water it, it will kill you. Maybe planting those trees in the plaza will cheer up the city. Dry Fruit to get Spices."

"You said you saw some of it coming out of the commercial district, so you did something...... and you bought it a lot."

Established in the wilderness, the Underhaim was a desolate city with nothing but the word of Lord. The commercial district felt urban because of its many buildings and floors, but the rest of the area was nothing but an empty wasteland.

That's why Lord intends to transform the landscape of the city as he can afford it. Over the years, this underheim hopes to make its name for the continent as a resort. Of course, the main reason for more than 90% was because of 'cultural power'.

"... Unibell will be angry if he finds out."

Eve stops Lord.

"... That's why you ran away from the palace. Seems like they're coming for me now that they know the purchase details...."

If I tell you, the tiger will come.

"Hey! Panda???! You stay right there!"

Two or two!

Unibelle is running at an incredible speed with her life expectancy.

"...... Are you sure you want to kill me?"

Lord regrets not bringing Beatrice with him for a moment. There are still too many people in this city who want to kill themselves.

"Then I'll go deal with the merchants, and I'll pray for a fight."

"Ey, Eve!"

She picks up a parchment and approaches the merchant, wandering around looking for an official.

"I should run, too, for now."

At that moment, Unibell rushes forward and throws a bullet of his own making. Phew! A red bullet that flew through the atmosphere hits a wall far beyond the road.

Stop or I'll kill you! '

Lord is sweating cold.

"I got you!"

Eventually, she rushes past human limits and grabs the edge of Lord's clothing, panting violently.

"Oh, hello. Unibel."

Lord said with a smile on his face. The violent breath calms down gradually, and the crimson eyes of a harsh light reveal themselves and stare at the road.

"Hey, are you really psychic? How much have they spent on those useless ornaments!"

"Ugh!"

She grabs Lord by the collar and shakes. Rod's body wiggles like a paper doll. The boy was extremely powerful.

"Someone wrapped his head around Martin's writing in the name of his country! You're going to slowly kill me with a vase, aren't you? Is this the part where you entrust me with national finance? Huh?"

Unibell points to the cart with the statue extended.

"Yes, tell them they can be used as fruit. What's that statue? The statue!"

"They're so cheap! I only bought it for a stone...!"

"You didn't think the cost of transporting stones was tens of times more expensive than that stone? Huh?"

"Come on, calm down!"

Lord presses down on her shoulder.

"It wasn't just for decoration, it was for a reason!"

"Yes, I'll take your will. Why?"

City landscapes and environments influence cultural growth. Those mediocre statues also had a cultural ascension bonus option in the commander's window. It was an inevitable expenditure for the rapid development of the age!

'…' would not convince Unibell. '

She thinks it's just a luxury. In fact, for her position as a finance officer, her patience was the best she could have been, even if she passed the school building at great expense. Lord rolls his head hard, but leans behind him for no reason.

"Now, even if you think about it, there's not much of an excuse, is there? Why does that pouty mouth stop you?"

Unibell said with a smile on his face.

"Losing a lot of money doesn't mean you can just spend it. We always have to import food. I don't know what country the war is going to be with, and I don't know when the food deal will suddenly be cut... I don't understand buying statues or fountains."

"Now, wait a minute!"

She growls and approaches.

"Do you have someone to take care of and someone to write to? You can make rice or wheat!"

When Lord is stepping back.

"Oh! Will you be King of the Abyss?"

Unibell flinches at the sound behind him and stops moving. Lord turns to see an old man dressed as a priest bowing his head.

"… Yes, but?"

"Ah, the King of the Abyss! God bless you! I am an envoy from the Holy Father."

The old man lowers his head deeply. Lord smiles and Unibell smiles dazed.

"But what are you two doing here...?"

The old man raises his arms and looks at the solid unibell and asks. She quickly blushes her face in the back.

"It's nothing."

"……? Anyway, it's an honor to meet you. Your Holiness sent you a great help this time."

Unibell's eyes widen. It was a cart full of food coming from Guia.

Eve's timing is perfect. Lord and Eve make eye contact and nod at the same time. Lord told me.

"You should have just sent the goods. I'm glad you came here in person. You've come a long way. Let's stop by the royal palace for a quick recap and meet back at the dinner table."

"Thank you for your hospitality. Your Majesty, may the Goddess look down on you!"

"I'll show you. This way..."

Eve takes the old man to the palace.

Soon a new upper parade appeared, with horses flying on the flags of their flock. The food from Evgenia has arrived. That amount looks more than twice as much as the food from Gaia earlier.

'The delivery of food is simple when you send a meeting. Hmm.'

Lord takes a moment to think about it, then turns his head.

"Here."

Rod smiles at you.

"Am I going to clear up a little bit of a misunderstanding that I'm just spending money now?"

"…… * *."

Unibell takes a step back, blushing his face. The expression on her face was half embarrassed. No matter how much food she eats, she can't be angry.

"Well, how did you get it?"

"It's diplomatic."

Unibell turns around and mutters something in a very small voice. Maybe 'Good job.' Probably enough.

What do you want me to do? '

Lord gives an evil smile. You've taken over. How are you going to cook her?