Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... vault?

"Are you a treasure troll?

"The treasure of the goddess... you have a dream..." Juru

"Button (Dahlia)! You're drooling! Amber!"

"No, no, no. This could be some kind of meaningful design, too."

".................." sooo

"Hmm? Beatrix? What is that painting..."

The black door is fitted with a large, brassy lever...... A row and a half (...) minutes (...) sparkled my eyes before such a huge door that looked like a picturesque vault. How much is the treasure of the goddess Deprexa... They were all imagining the other side of the door, inflating their breasts to their expectations.

Deprexa against looked somewhere in trouble as she got the gaze of anticipation from everyone. Apparently, what she wanted to show wasn't as treasure as we all thought.

"I'll tell you what, I'm not showing you the treasure, am I? In the first place, I don't need a brush."

As soon as I heard that word, a line came up with a blatantly unfortunate look.

The opposing deprexa added these words as to whether they expected that reaction.

"But some people may not call it treasure."

"What the hell is there?

"It would be quicker to see it in person than I would explain"

When Deprexa said so, she sent her gaze to Sebastian, who was in front of the console near the door.

Shortly thereafter ——

Gacon......

—— The sound of the lock literally coming off echoes on the spot. A gimmick of levers attached to a giant door moved heavily in conjunction with Sebastian's operation, which accessed the console.

"... Lord Deprexa? Does that lever mean anything to you?

"... it's romance"

"Come on..."

The door slowly begins to open while Deprexa and Teresa are interacting like that.

Then, shortly afterwards, I heard this noise coming from the gap in the door.

Gashon! Gashon! Gashon!

"Yeah? Teresa's sound?

"No, you don't sound like this from a concubine," Winn.

"I'm doing it again..."

Something like metal bumps into each other...... Or a sound like when the gas cylinder attached to the automatic door moves, seems to have entered a line of ears.

And the next thing I heard ——

Jarrah, jarrah, jarrah...

"This sign......" Cupid

"A little button? Your eyes are shining, huh?

—— The sound of some small piece of metal bumping into each other. It also causes Dahlia's eyes to glow physically (?) Such was the characteristic sound.

And everyone, I'm sure. What's on the other side of the door......

"No way...... is it a money-making facility?!

"You're right."

What Deprexa wanted to show you. It was a "gold" manufacturing plant that circulated in this world. A common currency that can be used throughout the continent, from the past to the future and for thousands of years. The manufacturing plant was inside the crestling.

"I've always wondered where the hell gold is made. Because it was a mysterious currency that even though it was not made in any country, the circulation was always constant and, moreover, never biased against any other country.... I see. Lord Deprexa made it... Then there's a point to be made."

Theresa said so, turning her gaze across the open door.

There, sloppily lined press machines were manufacturing currency dozens of pieces a second faster. The completed currency appeared to have been carried on belt conveyors and collected in treasure box-shaped containers. Apparently that's also what Deprexa calls "romance".

That, in a way, is treasure.... No, it was a sight not to exaggerate to say that the treasure itself was being made.

Because of that ——

"" "Wow......" "Glitter

--Looks like some of them were shining their eyes again.

Looks like I thought about pointing out to them that Teresa was "cash". But when you mouthed it, did you feel like you were getting retaliation from some fox girl who was at the end of her gaze... Is she that wasted (?) When swallowed, he asked Deprexa instead.

"Lord Deprexa. Why did you show this to your concubines?

"Actually, I'm trying to introduce you to the people who came here. Didn't you ever care? Where money is made......"

"Sure, I was wondering. Because there is always a certain number of currencies in circulation when it comes to not making any country. But I didn't think Lord Deprexa was making coins."

"For once, I am still proud to say that I am in a position to preside over the balance of this world. It's not just about technical balance, it's about power balance, it's about currency."

So, a deprexa that narrows your eyes. At that time, the color of relief was somewhat zero from her expression because she was able to keep her face as a goddess at the end of the day......

Thus the tour of the line of crestling put down the curtain.