Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

"Ooh, you've come a long way. of Elves."

I sit face to face with the head of the pig "Oak" clan.

The village of the pig "Oak" tribe is several times the size of Elsier in a large area of about a thousand people.

Civilization levels were low and naively assembled trees and mud houses were built on bumpy grounds.

"It's been a while. Lord Ringaga, head of the pig" Oak ""

"Gahaha, Ringaga is fine. Each other hates the Empire. Aren't we supposed to get along? The Lord is a warrior whom I have recognized. Let's allow ourselves to speak equally."

"Then let me sweeten your words"

I quit saluting and change my attitude to something that's not easy. Here, getting out lousy is a fool. Lickable.

"What did you say your name was?

It's Cyril.

"Oh, Cyril, Cyril. I remember that."

Big mouth, Ringaga laughs.

I don't break my laugh.

Most of the adults of the Porcupine tribe have green skin, a species with more than 2m giants with rocky muscle armor.

And he is also quite a hater because of the characteristics of women not being born and taking away women of many races to have children. Essentially, children are born of the same race as their mothers, with the few exceptions of the pig "Oak" clan.

"And what does it look like? I've come all the way from Elsier, but it's also just a greeting. Cyril won't be free either. Of course I'm not free."

Ringaga then hoists the edge of her mouth. But my eyes say I won't accept it if it's a boring story.

This guy looks simple and gutsy at first sight, but he turns his head unnoticed.

Anyway, the pig pig clan is making peace with the empire firmly on the surface. Using the mighty power of the Pig and Pig tribe as a shield, instead of the Pig and Pig tribe raiding the Empire's mainland, the Empire side made a pact to miss the raid on the Empire's ruling village.

If the empire also puts its back in, it is possible to eradicate the pig pig tribe, but considerable damage cannot be spared if it is bumped with the inflexible pig tribe. Besides, I don't have anything to gain where I win. If it's the villages that are under control and other countries that are harmed, it's okay to miss them.

Peace, but from the Empire, the pig and pig tribes attacking the ruling villages are in the way, and from the pig and pig tribes, it is hard and unfriendly to put up with the good food in front of them.

"Absolutely. Ringaga. I've got a story to satisfy you."

"That's me, the man I expected."

When Ringaga said so, a pig pig tribe man who was glaring behind his back looked bored.

"Uncle! Such a hiccup, I can't believe you let him have a big attitude!

"Murtaka! You would have lost to Cyril. He defeated you, the pig pig warrior. Cyril here needs respect. Forgive me for forgetting your name. I didn't take Cyril lightly. I'm just not smart. Instead of brains, this place is packed with muscles."

"But!

"You've grown so pale that one day you can speak to me. Yeah?"

"... sorry"

Last time I was here, I was in a duel with a man called Murtaka. The pig pigs have respect for the strong, so they can speak equally.

"Cyril, I'm sorry my men got in the way. Let me tell you more."

"I came here today to deliver a gift. Bring me a hemp bag of my carriage load."

"Huh. Gifts. Hey. Murtaka, Mumbaba. Go get it now!!

"Hey, Uncle!

With that voice, two men of the inflexible pig tribe, who had refrained behind Ringaga, rush out.

"It's Cyril's gift. I guess it's good stuff."

"Oh, I'm sure Ringa would love that."

I smile. Today's carry-ons should be very beneficial to the Pig Clan as well.

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"I brought all your carriage stuff."

Apparently, it wasn't just the men they called Murtaka and Mumbaba, they called people to bring all their stuff.

"Thanks"

"Hey, Cyril, can I just open it? I can't help but wonder."

"I don't mind."

When I say that, one of the hemp bags is placed with a flashy sound on the desk.

And when the frightening hemp bag is torn, from the inside, a bunch of imperial notes spill out in a blur.

How unexpected, Ringaga rounds her eyes. And grab a bunch of bills up with your trembling hands.

See the reaction and be sure. The Pig and Pig have used imperial banknotes in place of gold coins.

"What do you say? You like that?

"Is this, really, an imperial note? Well, it says, all of it, I guarantee I can exchange it for gold next year. This amount, that's all. hehe."

"It's an imperial note, but this is a fake made in Elsier"

"It's fake. Hey, Murtaka! Bring the borrower from the safe."

"Hey, right away"

At Ringaga's behest, a real, borrowed letter is brought from the warehouse of the Pork Clan.

And Ringaga compares the fake and real I brought with my eyes like a plate.

"This guy is amazing. Either way, it's real no matter what. Hey, compare yourselves. Tell me if there's anything at all different from the real thing!

The pig pigs are out in total, comparing them to the fake bills I made and the real ones.

Surprisingly cautious. Well, if you find out using fake bills, you won't be spared a maximum sentence. There is no need to be cautious.

"Has the Pig Pig Clan ever used imperial banknotes?

I'll check it just in case. The pigs are basically hunting and farming. And he makes a living from looting, but buys what he lacks with it in the empire.

Therefore, I was convinced that the borrowings were used to.

"Absolutely. Five gold coins will be six next year. I'll buy it. Plus, it's light. Go buy out food for a thousand people. Just the weight of the gold coin doesn't make you an idiot. If you can buy this light piece of paper, you don't have to use it."

"I see, by the way, when was the last time you used a borrower to shop?

"That was a buyout two days ago. Now most of them are shopping over here."

"It is"

More than I thought, this letter of borrowing seems to work as gold.

The Pig and Pig "Oak" tribes have finished their search for mistakes, and they seem to understand that it is a fake bill that works as a real thing.

"So. Cyril. What do you demand for consideration? Imperial notes full of this hemp bag. I'll pay for what's right."

"Two, you seem to be making a mistake. First, one. Who said it was just this hemp bag? Open all but two small hemp bags around."

When I say that, Ringaga urges her men to open it with her eyes.

"Uncle, the hemp bag over here is full of notes, too."

"This way too."

"Wow, and my open guy."

One pig after another cheers from the pig tribe. Yes, it's all filled with bundles of bills except for two with the drug Sauge in it.

"Become, what the hell. That's all. Ah, I can play and live for a few years."

Ringaga leaks her voice with a frightened look

"I guess so. And that's the second mistake. I didn't ask for consideration from the beginning."

"What!? So, what do you get for the elves!?

"We can weaken the empire"

The excessive influx of counterfeit bills would destroy the value of the banknotes, and in the process of circulating counterfeit bills everything would be bought up, resulting in an unprecedented shortage of supplies. Then mayhem is a must.

"Then all this borrowing..."

"Oh, I'll give you a free pig tribe"

"Is that true?

I ride out my body and Ringaga gives me a startling voice.

Well, for them, that reaction would be natural. It's a time when you should be asked for something.

Perhaps it is possible to make a profit on these terms as well. But I don't have time to do that, and the gratitude of selling here leads to long-term profits.

"True. But I only need one favor."

"Please."

Ringaga blatantly swept out her vigilance.

"When you go shopping with that fake bill to the Empire, can you sell and walk through the medicine in that little hemp bag?

"Medicine," he said?

"Oh, it's medicine. Of course, I'm not asking you to pay the purchase value. I'll just give you that medicine. But selling it without ever using it. It's the devil's medicine."

The pig and pig tribes harden their facial expressions in such moments as the devil's medicine.

"Are you going to die drinking?

"No, I feel bright, I have a good appetite, I get good rice. Don't even feel better about sex."

"That's a good pill."

"But the more you use it, the less medicine you can live without. Once a week or so, but when I start using it every day, my life ends."

"For once, that's fine."

"If it's one time"

"Then why don't we give it a try"

Ringaga swallows the drug Sauge in her mouth.

Exactly, it's slow to turn around in tablet type.

"It takes time for the pills to work, so do one magic trick. [Enhanced metabolic capacity]"

I give Ringaga the metabolic ability to move around the medicine.

Ringaga's cheeks turn red as she looks at them.

"Ho, this works. I feel high. Oh, great. Ha, no, this guy. Even so, I can't help but be hungry."

Ringaga laughs in an exhilarating mood and heartfelt fun.

"Here you go. Lymch fruit."

I give them fruits with brown skins. Turning the skin reveals bright, orange-like fruit.

The sweet and sour smell spreads around.

I can hear you drinkin 'saliva. It was Ringaga who made the noise.

"Oh, my God, it looks good. I can't believe the lime nuts just seemed so, so good. Ha, ha."

Ringaga rips the lime fruit out of my hand all the way to the limit of patience from me and wears it in one bite.

"Whoa, good, what, the texture sticking to this tongue, it just seems, hey, aye, aye, melt. Hey, Murtaka, right away, grab the lime nuts, no, warm the fruit! Eat more."

Ringaga responds to the roar of reason as her men's orcs carry in one fruit after another.

Makes it look good and good with horrible momentum. The disappearing fruits one after the other, a few kg, then finally stopped Ringaga's hand.

"Wow, I've never been this good before. Huh, you're dying to do it when you eat it. Yabe. I can't stand Binbin anymore when I'm conscious. Since when!? That's all that's expensive! Cyril, I'm gonna take my seat off."

"I'd like to take my seat off, but come back early. We still need to talk."

"I'll try. Hey, you guys get the most out of Cyril. I don't care how much you use."

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Then after standing for about two hours, Ringaga came back.

He has a pretty neat look.

Well, I guess you were looking forward to it.

"I've never had such good sex before. That's the best pill ever, dude."

"But keep this clear."

"Absolutely. If you say so, it must really be the devil's medicine. It's a total pain in the ass. This can't be stopped by a normal guy, even if he knows it's dangerous. At least they won't let us use it. Definitely break the ban and get your hands on it. Are you really an elf to sell something like this? It's strange how the devil doesn't have a tail."

Looks like Ringaga understood my intentions.

I have an evil grin because I know what would happen if I flowed this to the Empire.

"Fine. This medicine, the pig Orc, is responsible for selling it to the Empire."

"Thank you. One last piece of advice. It's not just the pigs we're spreading fake bills around."

"... well, I mean, don't judge the imperial notes in your hand quickly, you'll be scraping paper in no time. No fakes prepared by Cyril, no real imperial notes."

"Your answer. That's great, Ringaga."

I laugh naughty.

Saved me a lot of time explaining. Only gold abnormally floods and things disappear. In such a situation, the value of the gold disappears.

Not to mention that the Empire will soon realize that the fake is overflowing and that the Imperial Notes will no longer have the collateral that they can be exchanged for gold coins. At that moment, both real and fake are put together and turned into garbage.

"Well, while the money is gold, we can't put together real or fake money and use it. Before the rest of the village can move. Bastards! We're going to the Empire in a minute! Prepare the carriage and load the notes. Buy it out! Food is the top priority, then we'll buy some gems and iron."

"Whoa!"

That's just fast moving. A man who doesn't want to turn to his enemies.

By now, members of Iraqsa have told similar stories in other villages to the heads of each village.

Come on, it gets interesting from here.

This is the pre-emptive attack on the Empire.