I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Well, do you want to collect the products from the store you have now..."

Earl Oram, first thing in the morning, decided yesterday to take a trip to that pharmacist, which equates to gaining de facto ownership in full.

Exactly, as soon as I signed the contract, I was dumbfounded, so I just exchanged the contract yesterday and pulled it off, but I didn't intend to leave it there forever.

Yes, the first thing you need to do is collect products from the store that may be of use to you. Instruct others not to sell what they collect and make them cheap. Make the others high and collect half of the sales.

For the Count family, the sale of small shops and so on is insignificant. But the reason I put that store in my hand is not that I wanted to. That is only "to get that store and all the products it handles".

Everything.

Yes, everything, the purchase route of materials, the method of making medicines, the route of obtaining glass finishes, ceramics, etc. And I'm not bluffing to take care of that shopkeeper. No, it's young, but it'll be fun again.

It's time to arrive......

We're here.

That's how your man spoke, and after the escort he was riding with got down first and checked the perimeter's safety with the horseback escort, the Count stepped on the prepared simple staircase and slowly stepped out of the carriage.

And when you open the door of the pharmacist of your purpose and step in slowly......

"" Welcome!

I don't bite, I was greeted by two aligned voices.

"Huh..."

And the Earl was peeling his eyes.

... None.

Everything, the product shelves that were lined up along the walls, the medicine kettles that were lined up there, the glasswork, the ceramics, the items that I'm not sure what.

In a cancerous store, there is one table and a few like lunches arranged on top of it.

And on the accounting counter are young people aged 16-17 and girls aged 11-12. Um, there's no sign of the shopkeeper's girl and her sister.

"Nah..."

Flattering, Count Oram.

After plenty of ten seconds solidified, the Count shouted at Emile, the youth of the counter.

"Here, what the hell is this! What happened to the pills and the ceramics! Where did those sisters go!

Emile explained as he ran over to the counter and stepped away from the count screaming as he rode out and spit (twat).

"Oh, if it's the manager, it's the store."

"Where! Aren't you anywhere!!

Emile re-explained in detail to the summoning Earl, looking like, oh.

"I'm from the branch. Anything, he decided to sell only what he doesn't mind teaching me how to make here, saying that here I would be in deficit and unable to live, or that I would have to tell him that he was being stopped by someone at the supplier and couldn't keep his promise. Look, it's right there, it's lunch.

I'm selling lunch lunches in the morning, mainly for hunters. So, if it's just a matter of time, close the store and we'll get to work, too.

Thirty lunches of three small silver coins sold out, and 90 small silver coins. Sold about 20 days a month, 18 small gold coins. Half of it is with rent. So if you have nine small gold coins a month, well, that's a reasonable amount, right? If it sells out every day, but......

So starting today, the main office became a warehouse and residential and lunchbox shop, and the pharmacist moved to the branch office. "

"Hey, hey, what the heck? Whoa!

Yes, after that, Caorle pulled out the realtor and demanded an empty store that could be rented immediately.

The realtor tried to claim that he was "not responsible," but there's no way Caorle would admit such a statement, yes, it is. I took the contract out of the item box and let them read the terms of the contract with the one, talk to me about the end of the store where I lost my credibility, and let them provide a temporary empty store for now. Intra-Day.

Of course, I didn't intend to open there all the time, so there was not much restraint like when I chose the head office, and for now it would have been good anywhere if I could use it right away.

And it was "Atelier MK-II in Layette" that I borrowed on the broken terms of no security deposit and rent service for the first week.

Externally, it is referred to as "branch", or "shop number two," but in the head of the caorle, it is "MK-II". Making it "G" or "Mk-II" was pretty stray.

And because Count Oram made a noise to lead him to the branch, Emile was to guide him.

Ignore it, but one of these days you'll look for it on your own, and when you do, you'll soon find it. Then you should just show him around and clean up when Emile's around. That's the decision.

"Bell is the store number. If you sell too much leftovers on the first day of lunch sales, the caorle will cry."

Yes, in fact, this lunch box, it wasn't made to appear as a potion, it was created by Caorle with Bell in their own hands.

Of course, it was possible to create within a moment with ability, but Caorle thought, "It's something different." Around it was a captive, a caorle.

"... ok"

Bell gently waves off Emile, without any emotion, who may be in danger from now on.

I'm never being unfaithful. If this were anything else, Bell would not have given way by holding Emile back or saying that he would go with him. This time, however, it is to be bound to the safety of Master Caorle.

I don't have a lot of fighting ability, it's better if I knock one or both of them down with a hidden knife, and on the contrary I could be held hostage and pull my legs. Then preserve here, Caor-sama's castle, your temple, and if Emir falls, take his vengeance later by surprise, and instead of Emir, become the shield of Caor-sama, and continue to protect you until the day when you can reunite on the side of Celestine, the goddess of this world. That was Bell's loyalty.

And even if it is wrong, it must not disturb Emile in demonstrating her own loyalty and fulfilling her responsibilities. Because we are members of The Eye of the Goddess, who are saved by the Goddess and who swear allegiance to the Goddess!

Too heavy, no reason to know about Bell's determination, Caorle had a store number at Atelier MK-II in Layette. Put Layette on your knees.

[incomprehensible]

Welcome ~ "

"Ira, it's not right."

Yeah, Layette, you'll be designated a traditional entertainment in a little while, that.

"That's not Emile, what's the matter......" And somehow, Count!

"It's Count Oram! Daughter, why are you imitating this..."

"Well, if they ask for the secrets of money and merchandise by being unreasonably imitated, they're going to give it back, right? I'm not stupid..."

"Hey..."

The Count looks surprised, but what, is that such a surprise?

"I didn't break my promise, and I kept everything that was written in the contract, did I? All you have to do is pay the Count half of your lunch sales every week, right?

To me saying that with a cheerful face, the Count has yelled at me with a bright red face.

"Hey, what are you talking about! If you imitate such a joke and piss me off about this, what do you think will happen!

"I don't think there's anything you can do about it?

"Hey, what is it!

Yeah, I don't think so.

"If you buy this building again, I will just move to another building again, and the next building will be taken care of by the Lieutenant Colonel's home, or you can finally rent a room on military property and wear it as a booze (P) bao (X), which is also available to civilians..."

There are other hands that make it a street mobile store, but you don't need to expose yourself that far.

Perhaps Count Oram thought it would take a lot of work and days to move the store and not something that could be altered to be so corny. But you should have seen the store you relocated easily overnight and realized you were wrong.

"Gu, no, no..."

Apart from the army and nobility, and commerce. But if the other noblemen gave a little to the girl whose son asked me to take care of the shop, the Count, the father of the Lieutenant Colonel, would embark on it, for the nobleman's sake (Mentsuko). And if the matter becomes rumoured, it spreads throughout the country about who committed outrage. And that would be somewhat inconvenient for a nobleman who values honor and decency.

Furthermore, if the store is moved to military premises, we will no longer be able to handle it entirely. Later all that remains is the outrageous stigma of being lightly embellished by a little girl in an attempt to make a ridiculous gorilla push out of common sense.

"Besides, if you're in real trouble, close the store and move to another country. It came from another country, so it doesn't mean I really have to live in this country. You just have to go to another country and open a store there.

So, before we move, I would like to greet the people of the city and the Lieutenant Colonel, as well as the Wang Du Army, Wang Du Guards and Kingsguards, who are traveling to other countries because they cannot stand the unbearable demands of Count Oram. Suddenly closing without telling us why is a disgrace. "

Bright red face, silent Count.

Yeah, if that happens, it'll be rumours all over Wang Du, and you'll get all the resentment and hatred from Wang Du Army, Kingsguards and Wang Du Guards.

The army has noble principals themselves, their descendants, and various other associates. Of course, there will be the involvement of the big merchants. Count Oram was about to put military disease cures under his control and use them to make connections, turning those "people who were trying to make connections" completely against the enemy, buying resentment and hatred.

... As a nobleman, that would be fatal. The person, his family, the faction to which he belongs.

No, they would be expelled immediately from the faction, by other nobles who feared that they would be tired too.

Am I supposed to be so strong on noble opponents?

Yeah, this country is pretty decent, and no matter how aristocratic it may be, it's unacceptable to harm civilians for gold. If I allow that, I won't be able to form the business of noble opponents or anything, and rich merchants or anything like that will be attacked all I want. Exactly. That doesn't make the country.

But what if my little girl makes fun of me, cuts me off and orders the escort to kill me?

No, I saw Emile take the nobleman and his escort into the store, because Francette and Roland are in a position to walk into the store and pull out their swords and be slashed at any moment.

As much as I pretend to be a normal guest, but all nerves are focused on the movements of the escorts, I can tell by my amateur. Maybe the escorts know. Something's been sweating since just now.