afterwards.

Waltz and Lucia put iron lumps totalling 490 kg on the luggage rented to the liquor store owner and pulled it to where the merchant carriage was stopped......

The merchants who saw it, and the villagers, all seem to have unwittingly solidified.

They all seemed blatant because of their common doubts.

The man in charge was supposed to speak for him.

"From where the hell do we get all this metal mass... and everything looks like high purity iron... Would there have been such facilities in this village?

Where did you bring the iron from?

How did you square the iron?

Why is high purity iron here?

And who made this......

All those who were there looked at the pile of iron that was on the luggage, 5W1H (?) seems to have been thinking.

On the other hand.

The question, for Waltz, was the most unwanted word to hear.

As for her, I hope she bought it as it were.

In short, I didn't want any extra prying.

Because that doesn't necessarily make your identity appear bright...

Though.

She did not envisage this, it did not appear.

Instead, almost certainly, I expected this to happen, perhaps I should say.

As a result, she uttered the words she had prepared for this moment.

"... it would be helpful if you could guess around it, but do we have to talk about it in detail? Mainly, I have been told not to talk about the details, so if you can't buy them out without asking about the circumstances... I don't mind if I didn't have to talk about this one..."

and waltz to stick his poker face on his face himself and mouth him that way with perseverance.

Behind that mask, she was thinking about this.

"(I see? This means that in order to produce high-purity metals, we will need quite a bit of equipment in this world as well...... Does that mean, after all, that science and technology have not advanced so much, and that nothing has been done to convert magic into science, …)"

Waltz assembles the thumbnails of this world in his head when he sees the merchants, who should be touring various lands and sometimes even entering and leaving large towns, giving them all a surprised look.

Apparently, she was trying to determine, from the reaction of the merchants, the safety line of action that they would take in the future.

Then she seemed to think that if she gave her opponent time like this, it might be extra prying.

Looks like he decided to ask the man in charge for an early conclusion.

"So, what do you say? Can you buy it off without asking me anything?

I'm not sure if that worked, but the man in charge sighs small with a seemingly difficult look......

To Waltz, I answered:

"... ok. We're not without guests in other villages and towns with those complicated circumstances, so let's buy them out. But too bad...... I don't think it's this technology, but it's very unbearable to lay it down..."

"I am sorry, but it is the Lord's intention. I can't tell you anything."

"Hmm...... Now, I'm going to weigh in, so I want you to wait."

If you say so, look at the merchants around you...

And with the merchants out, the merchants who weigh iron chunks.

As Waltz watched, Lucia was next to her.

…………

And, against her, she seemed to have a worrying gaze...

Waltz put his hand gently on Lucia's shoulder like that and smiled gently......

Again it seems to have turned its gaze straight back toward the merchants.

And then.

The waltzes came back to the tavern's own room.

So they were having this conversation.

"... it's me. I wonder if this is it."

Waltz had an abominable gaze on a bag made of hemp cloth with a seemingly difficult look on his face.

Apparently, something in there that I don't care about was packed in large quantities.

"Is there no banknote in this world?

"What? Do you?

"Yeah. Paper money. Well, to be exact, you could trade coins, like a voucher?

"Hmmm...... But what happened to that” shihee ”?

"No? It's easier for the two of us to do it in detail than in a note... it's hard to get all the change like this mountain, right? It's hard to carry around..."

and waltz with his head, looking at the silver currency that was hidden from the mouth of the hemp bag.

That was the cost of an iron mass, as much as 400,000 gold received from the merchants.

In other words, the waltzes succeeded in selling iron chunks safely.

However, as many as 400 thick coins were packed in bags because they received all of the payments for "1000 Gold Coins”.

For once, there are things like "10,000 gold coins” and ”100,000 gold coins” in the world...

While the merchants were circling the villages, they seemed to have nothing to deal with and they only had 1000 gold coins with them.

Well, we can't deny the possibility that it was caused by the manipulation Waltz did to the male merchants in the merchant squad...

"Oh? As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather get a bunch of smaller money than just one bite of money, right? Something makes me feel rich..."

"... then... I don't mind..."

Waltz can take Lucia's words, smile bitterly, and get his hands inside a bag full of coins.

And take the currency out of it, and line it up on your desk, and divide it in half.

Should I give it to Lucia...

Waltz stopped his hand and said to Lucia:

"... yeah. I thought I'd give this to Lucia for half... I knew it was too heavy to walk with..."

"... half?

"What... no way, half isn't enough? Well, I only use it for about the cost of food, so you can give it all..."

"What... uh... I'm not so... I mean, I don't need half of it, do I? Even when I make iron, I just magically warm it up... I mean, if it's enough to keep your sister out of trouble, that's fine, right?

"... now that we're both holding each other to the store owner, it's not costing us a living, is it?

"... you did"

That's what I said, waltz and lucia turning bitter laughs at each other.

Then Waltz started talking to Lucia about managing the money.

"It's a lot heavier than I thought, so I got it for now, right? Half of it is good money that Lucia is free to do. And half my money. So, if you want to use it, tell me, and I'll give it to you then? Is that okay?

Lucia, by contrast, has a difficult look on her face….

Reply like this, shaking your neck small and sideways.

"... yeah. All managed by your sister? Because... even if I do, I don't think I can use it in this village."

"Ugh, yeah. Right...... Sure, there's no place to use it..."

And Waltz, listening to Lucia, has a subtle look on his face.

And then she tries to put the money she gave into the bag.

"... Oh, yeah. Bye? Quick... can I use some of this?

She seems to have come up with something.

That's right.

The use of money in this village….