Flying Whale’s Wonderful Life – I who has fused with an Invincible Weapon from the Age of Gods will build a city on my back –

"A company ...? Not a private store?"

I nodded to Senna's question.

"Yes, it's a company. We want to start a company, hire beasts there, and create a place on earth where they can spend their time there."

When I answered, Senna tilted her head.

"Um, is that permanent residence here?"

"I'm going to be the company's representative, but I won't stay here. I'll leave the business to the hired beastman. Well, maybe I'll just show my face a bit."

"... I see. Well, then, how do you accept Pomdor? Do you give up giving priority to protection at the company?"

"No, I'm not going to give up, but I want to create a place where the earth can be saved, not just for the beasts persecuted by humans, but also for the distorted class society in this city. A place for salvation for captive beastmen. ''

"I think it's a wonderful idea, but is it going to work so well? If you limit it to this city, I think that it is acceptable to beasts, but in other towns, human interference is a problem Isn't it? "

"Yes, it won't go smoothly without any problems."

"Then, shouldn't we move around accepting Pom Dolls? That's the best thing for the beasts suffering in this city."

"Of course, that's the answer-by the way, why don't Senna, the beastman defeat humans? Elves and dwarves, also minorities, have the power to compete with humans. Why is there a strong weapon? "

When I suddenly asked a question, Senna replied, wonderingly, sincerely.

"The biggest reason a beastman can't beat a human being is that it is difficult to take control because the racial nature of each race is different."

Senna's answer is correct.

The race of beastmen is diverse. Therefore, it is very difficult to accurately grasp individual racial traits and to compete with the outside world-that is, to form an army. In a small battle, you can use your physical abilities to overwhelm humans, but in a big battle, you can easily be overrun by a more commanding human.

That is why the beastman could not beat humans, and that was why the beastman was scattered and was thus always in persecution.

"Senna's answer is correct, but conversely, if you can take control, even a beastman can compete with humans-or maybe dominate."

In my words, Varena opened her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to lead a beastman and fight against humans !?"

I smile and shake my head.

"I'm not going to do that ridiculous thing, but in a way it's a fight. Senna, Varena, listen.

I don't think the place to be saved is more than just a safe place. It's an abstract word, but what I really want is a symbol that everyone in the world can support.

A symbol that unites the hearts of the scattered beastmen and unites them to inspire them to regain their dignity. I want to start a company that will be like that.

And if a company is strong enough to be able to bounce off human interference, unilateral persecution of beastmen will be eliminated. In other words, we want to change the perception of the world with the power of the economy, not violence. How do you think it's worth trying? "

Senna and Varena looked up and smiled.

"I see. If Mr. Quito says so, we'll do our best to support you."

"Me too. I don't know how to fall, but it's definitely worth it."

"Thank you, both of you. I understand and help."

"I was listening to Mr. Quito and thought-"

Senna says she notices something.

"It's probably because the beastman couldn't beat humans because he didn't do anything. I want to change the perception of the beasts in this world. ''

"Yes, let's do our best together."

When I nodded, a tale from Ballena slipped into my head.

"This is the difference between me and Captain Quito. I always thought they were vulnerable to protect them and didn't try to develop people who would change the world. At last I feel like I got an answer on what went wrong. "

Her voice, once sought to save the beastman but was not rewarded, was somewhat refreshing.

†

With the consent of the two, I decided to share my upcoming plans.

First, register your merchant at Abu Simbel. The products we deal with should be alcoholic.

There are plenty of other things, but selling anything without thinking is dangerous. Avoid breaking the market just because you want to change the ground.

For example, one of the quickest ways to make money is to crystallize and sell the magical elements stored in Toyokumo. Magic stones, which are used as catalysts for magic and alchemy, are in high demand and sell well in any city.

But if you suddenly increase the supply, the price will naturally drop. In that case, those who eat and support magic stones will be in distress.

I was originally an adventurer who lived by picking up magic stones. For me, who couldn't get any other job and just picked up magic stones, I didn't want to suffer those in a similar position.

So there's no way to sell magic stones.

I don't intend to be involved in any other areas that will be devastated by my entry. If you have the idea that someone can be unhappy if you want to be happy, you will surely get a strong opposition. Even better, my goal is to change the perception of the world's beasts, so you should always be careful.

In that respect, sake is easy to enter. Sake is the cornerstone of civilized life, but it is only a luxury item in terms of necessity, and it does not take away its share unless others set prices incorrectly. If it is sold as delicious and reasonably priced sake, it should be accepted as one of the new luxury sake brands.

Of course, it is difficult for newcomers to brand their products. That's why I'm looking for Heisenberg's help in that regard. If one of the city's three sages gave the endorsement of quality, the wealthy, who will be the main target, should pick it up. If you pick it up, you will always be a repeater. Pomdor liquor is worth it.

And if its popularity ignites in this world's largest trading city, the company's reputation will soon spread to each region. In the process, we want to grow the company and accept the beasts as employees of the company or as residents of Pomdor.

It's a story that it's easy to do, but it shouldn't be too difficult to run. Senna, who was reluctant, seemed reassured by my explanation.

†

While talking like this, a meal was brought into the room. The various meals on the table are all unique to the region. For the evidence, a tremendous amount of spice was used to make the nose pinch.

"Can you really eat this?"

Senna shook, pinching her nose. I'm a bitter smell, so the beastman Senna is even more so. It looks red and poisonous, and hesitates to eat.

"Come on, both of us. They are all specialties of this city. If you are not used to it, it may be difficult to put it in your mouth, but we guarantee the taste."

Varena, who ordered the food, grinned with a happy face.

This guy ... I purposely asked for a dish that was hard to eat ... I'm sorry, but I'm going to play mischief ... How old are you this year! ? Babaa is over the age!

"... Valena, is this really okay to eat?"

"Yeah, no problem. I also ate a lot when I came alone. It's a very delicious dish ... can't you believe me?"

"Unbelievable"

I immediately answer and stare at Varena.

"First, try to eat you, and I'll believe if there's no problem."

"That's it! I can't afford to eat before my master because I'm just a lowly slave! Please forgive me!"

This rotten dog! Ikeshashasha!

When she came to her head and tried to eat without asking, Senna began to cook the dish with a determined expression.

"Hey, hey, Senna. You don't have to overdo it?"

"No, no, this is also a study of a different culture .... I will do my best!"

The voice is trembling, is it okay?

What Senna took was a bite-sized fried dish covered with a red, thick, liquid. The vegetables are abundant, and they look delicious without the smell of stiffness.

"And then ... we'll go!"

Senna brought to the mouth with a fork-

"Ginya aa aa ah! Spicy good okay! Smell good okay!"

After shouting out loud, he turned his eyes and fell.

"Sena !?"

I rush to check Senna's pulse and breathing. … It was good, it just seemed faint. I suddenly fell, so I thought I was dead ...

"What the hell did you eat ...?"

Desert Crocodile Shark "Oh, Senna ate with fried death sauce. Soul food in this city."

Saying so, Varena laughs crazy.

"... Is soul food in this city stunning if I eat it?"

"Well, it's a very stimulating dish. The fish slices are fermented, not to mention the death sauce, so you can taste the double punch of spiciness and smell."

"I can taste it, don't try to feed those unfamiliar ones!"

"Hehe"

"Don't laugh! What do you mean, what do you do? Do you ask me to eat responsibly?"

"Huh? ... No, that's ..."

This dog, you didn't think of anything after that?

"I'm just saying, I can't forgive poor food."

"Wow, wow, I know! I'll eat properly!"

Varena, dismayed, throws at her the same food she ate.

"……delicious?"

"Me, insane, delicious? Delicious!"

"For real?"

"I don't know why! It's good, good! Good! Good! Water! Water! Please give water!"

After all, you can't use it! What should I do with this dish ...?

†

In the end, we couldn't eat the food that Varena asked for, so we invited locals who were staying at the same hotel. Though I was suspicious, she was given a good mood after drinking Pomdol liquor. I feel a certain response to the fact that it has been well received by the local people.

The next day, I registered my merchant and company, made a large donation, and told Heisenberg that I wanted to have an audience. Two days later, a letter arrives from Heisenberg to be invited to the mansion.

Well, a demon or a snake?