Civilization Game

Routine meetings were held in the chamber of the Abyss Royal Court. Maids were busy moving drinks and food around.

The gringos have also arrived. Not all the clans attended, Rod, Eve, Unibell, Beatrice, Phoenix, Harbert, Anylox and Aran. It consisted simply of 8 people.

"If you have an agenda, please raise your hand."

Eve taps the board with her palm as everyone sits down to announce the start of the meeting.

"Me! Let me tell you something!"

Harvard rises with a flash of his hand.

"I think we should renovate the king!"

"Somebody shut her up."

Lord sighs, wrapped around his forehead.

"No, Your Majesty! How serious is this?"

Harbert put his hands on his chest and exclaimed.

"Think about it! How many crises have there been in our Abyss? You were poisoned by a poisoned dagger, you were knocked unconscious by the abdomen, you were pierced by a sword..."

"No, why is the crisis in this country all my fault?! If anyone hears me, I'm usually the one getting beat up!"

Lord cools down for a moment. At this rate, Harvard seemed to get caught up in his horses, and he quietly acted out.

"We can't afford to lose an agenda like that on a white day. Give it up."

"Master Beatrice!"

Harvard turns his head and looks at Beatrice, speeding away from the table. She tilts her head with a snack in her mouth.

"Did you hear that? How many crises have you faced? The director responsible for your comfort will also not be able to see that you are completely free from this sin!"

She drops the snack from her mouth with a shocked face.

"Was it... my fault?"

"Of course!"

"Hey, you idiot! '

Without her, it wouldn't have ended in crisis, it would have died long ago! Tears echo through Beatrice's eyes, sitting next to her. Lord wants to appease her quickly....

"In that sense! If you agree to my agenda, I will make you a steel skin!"

"That's the point!"

She gives you a tempting look.

"You don't want to lose him, do you? Grooming."

Harvard mocks the cunning tongue, as if to tempt Eve to eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

"……."

She wiggles her fingers and looks at Lord in a plea.

"…… please be converted. My Lord."

"No! I don't want Bea's request!"

Boom, boom!

"Oh, it's so noisy! Stupid Scientist!"

Unibelle slams the table across the street.

"Should I convert it with your mouth or your blood? Huh? Get the fuck out of my lab if you don't want to get serious!"

Well done, Unibel! '

Lord looks at her, impressed. As expected, there is something different about the fact that all the clans were captured with the girl's body.

However, he said something without shaking his head.

"If you agree to my agenda, I will make a good medicine for breast development."

"Oh, yes."

"You bastards!"

Lord has his forehead. What kind of screwed-up royal meeting is this? Meanwhile, Rod's gaze was briefly directed towards a specific body part of Unibell.

"Still, you're aware of the lack of oil."

"Who is poor!"

She screams.

"But there's always a demand for men, even for washboard breasts, so live with your personality."

"What? You want your head stuck in the laundry?"

The two of you were arguing, and Harvard was beside him, "Hehehehe! 'I made an evil laugh.

"By the way, that's three votes, Your Majesty. If I can convince just a few more people..."

"Shut up! By the king's authority, this matter will be dismissed."

"… Yes?"

At that time, Harbert's expression was that of a patriot who had lost his country.

"Oh, no! You can't do this. This is dictatorship!"

"Warden Harbert?"

Eventually, Eve smiles with limited patience.

"Shut up and sit down."

"…… Yes."

Harbert gives in with a frowning look. Eve, the only true foe of Harvard.

"Enough with the jokes, and let's get down to business."

"Oh, by the way, I'm starting a new school. How'd it go with the teacher job?"

I suddenly remembered Lord and asked. It was a matter I had put my hands on for a while on the journey to Arogetsu.

"I took care of it randomly because the king is going to take a long time."

"… Huh? You got rid of it? There's no one in Abyss who can teach..."

"The Intelligence has decided to take over."

Oh!

The Intelligence was a religious group, but it was a unique cult that worshipped knowledge itself, not God. Lord's eyes flash open. That's how you did it!

"The Church welcomed the idea of starting a school. And I was willing to be a teacher. Because from their point of view, spreading knowledge is like spreading the teachings of the Church to the public. And since the congregation are all quite intelligent people, their qualifications as teachers shouldn't be a problem."

"... You're not a genius."

As expected, Lord thought that there was no one to follow Eve about the inner circle.

"Then let's move on to something else, since this is short notice."

"Me! Me!"

Unibell raises his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Finance. Tell me."

"Terra's exporting is getting us into trouble."

She frowns.

"The merchant coalitions around United have lowered the price of buying Terra again."

This is what happened.

Terra, an ingredient in magical armor, is found all over the continent, but is essentially a small amount of minerals, so it belongs to expensive minerals. However, the owners of the Terra Authority colluded and only adjusted the price of the Terra purchased from the Terra Mine.

Despite the tyranny of these merchants, Abyss had no choice at the time. I had to sell the terraces I had mined and buy food right away. If I had a Rough Terra in my country, I wouldn't have any processing skills, so it wouldn't matter if I didn't sell it.

That's why the merchants also lowered prices while exporting terra at a slightly lower price than the market price to eat mustard while crying.

"You bastards!"

While listening, Phoenix unleashed his fury as he slammed down the table. Lord nods.

"That's right, we're totally screwed. At this rate, they will continue to pay..."

"Terrafa is the best medicine for our Zoppoclan family! I can't believe you harassed those guys! Which faction did this? Big Brother!"

"…… even if we talk, we can't beat that bastard because the texts don't communicate."

Rod shakes his head horizontally.

"Yes. Let me ask you something, Unibel. Why did the merchants' decision to adjust the price of Terra purchases as they wished?"

"After all this time, the royal family was a sham?"

She confidently said. And she's like, "What would you have done without me? I felt like I was saying."

"…… No, more specific reason."

"Hmmm, that's a lot of reasons. They held onto Terra Distribution, and we were in a hurry to get food, even if we suffered some damage. Besides, even if we had a terrace, it wouldn't do us any good, would it?"

"Yes! That's the last part I'm paying attention to."

Lord flicks his fingers.

"We've always done primary industries where we dig up and sell the stones, which are natural resources. Because there was no processing technique. But if you are satisfied with the primary industry, you will end up with no money! You could be swayed by middlemen like you are now."

"… Hmm, so?"

"That's why we have a manufacturing industry that processes resources into our technology! You can make a lot more money selling steel as a weapon than just selling steel."

"In short, we're going to do the weapons industry."

Lord nods.

If it is difficult to survive agriculture, you can stand out in other fields. Manufacturing was a highly value-added industry. If a piece of steel is 50 silver, the weapons made by a blacksmith are sold at over 10 times that. A weapon called a masterpiece or a premium weapon is a different price. It's made of the same amount of 50 silver steel. Value added was different

Unibell closes his eyes and folds his arms and says, "Ugh."

"Of course, if that's possible, I'd love to. Weapons are always in high demand, and even if you don't go through other merchants, you may be able to sell to countries in a hurry. But we don't have that technology, do we?"

"Hehe, that's why the Guan took the swordsmen and women from Arogetsu."

Lord grumbles and says.

"We can't build a forge right now, but if Nojojungirl and the smiths take their place, we can make weapons and sell them ourselves. I'm going to keep increasing the number of blacksmiths. The name Noho Jungirl attracts blacksmiths from the continent and breeds blacksmiths from the Abyss. There will be many wars on the continent in the future, so the price of weapons will rise to the skirmish."

"Then what do we do until the forge is built?"

"That's your heart, financial officer. What do you want to do?"

She raises her jaw in Rod's question.

"Then we need to escape. I'm stockpiling tera, not selling it. I hope they raise the market again, or they'll be of use to us now."

"I agree with you."

"Yes."

She leans back against the backrest as if her agenda were over. She nods at Eve.

"Okay, that sounds like a good meeting. So I'm going to tell you this time."

Eve raises the document and says,

"It's about our stubborn problem, our food problem."

As soon as the word "food" comes out, the road flinches.

"What, what? Did you write everything you got from the other countries?"

"It's not like that, but there are quite a lot of people who have been brought to the Underhaim this time. He won't last long."

"Oh my. Is it pouring water into the poison beneath...?" "

"What I want to talk about is the problems of the future. The population is growing, but there's no place for food. But if you rely on food imports as you rely on them now, you'll see that Martin's legacy is becoming increasingly rich."

Unibell nods and adds.

"Also, if we stop exporting food from places like United, we have to starve to death."

"Yes, we need a more stable and regular way to get food."