Industrial revolution starting with the undead

A pile of silver coins fell from Chris' hand to the floor.

That's exactly the same weight, shape, and feel I touched. Whoever sees it will judge this to be a silver coin. There are probably people out there who can see it's fake at a glance.

And we can create it infinitely - if Chris cares about it, he'll even be able to pull the finances of this territory back into the black at once. That is why if we replicate gold, not silver coins, we may even be able to pay off the endless amount of debt of five thousand gold coins at once.

But no.

"Look, Chris."

"Yes."

"Money shouldn't be made on its own"

"Why?"

"Money is what the state makes. And money is worth it because the state recognizes its value. If you make that in one person's hands, it's not worth the money anymore. So if you make fake money, it's a crime."

"Hanzai"

It is true that this is identical to silver coins, which will only look like silver coins from anyone's eyes. Even I wouldn't suspect anything if I shopped and they gave me this as a change.

However, the problem is if this silver coin is' appraised '.

One of the magic tricks of life, "Appraisal Eye (Judge Eye)", can be used to learn more about its name, value, etc. I can use it too, by the way.

If you check normal silver coins with such an 'appraisal eye (Judgeeye)'.

Name: Imperial Silver Coin

Value: 100

This is how it appears.

Incidentally, value is the meaning of value in the currency underlying the user, and in my case the criterion is imperial copper coin. And in order to calculate one silver coin for a hundred copper coins, the appraisal result that comes out of my Appraisal Eye (Judge Eye) is worth 100.

Try this on Chris' silver coin.

Name: & $# + *

Value: # & @ ”

and is thus not reflected in the results at all.

Probably not doing 'Appraisal Eye (Judge Eye)' on just silver coins, but still, if this gets exposed, I'll be arrested for making fake money. It is true that we want to avoid such a situation if possible.

In other words, where Chris replicated how much silver money, he couldn't use it.

For a moment, I thought if I used this, my finances would... or something.

"Do you understand me? Money is something you shouldn't make."

"Yes, I won't make it."

"So turn this off"

"Kesu"

Koten, and Chris tilt his neck.

And then he saw the silver coins stacked like mountains on the floor, and then he saw me.

"How?

……

No, even if I ask you that.

Can't you turn it off?

In the meantime, the pile of fake silver coins burst into the appropriate crate and sealed it in the closet of the room. Because it's poorly in the room and I have trouble mixing it up with regular silver coins.

I hope this opportunity to use silver coins doesn't come. By the way, counting the numbers, there were more than a thousand at your leisure. It's more than ten coins or something I've never even seen before.

And that's the real deal from here.

"Well... let's make a skeleton"

"Yes. Soot."

"Chris, watch this."

"Yes."

Demon Square Room.

It's where the bone cow and Chris were born. There's no dirt or defects in the demon squares yet, but I'll check the whole thing once and see if anything's wrong. And as always, bone cows roared "Mo" in the corners of such rooms.

If I make a skeleton, how do I turn it off? There was no such thing as how to erase the undead in Art's sorcery book.

With the same reasoning, maybe Chris couldn't erase the silver coins.

"Phew...... tuned (synchronous)"

Throughout the Demon Square, pass the magic.

Placing it in the center of such a demonic cube is one of my pinky bones. By the way, all the bones left are in my pocket. It's a strange story to carry your own bones.

Magic powers circulate throughout the demonic cube without any problems.

And then it's just like when you make cow skeletons.

"- Creation (Creation) - Skeleton Soldier (Skeleton)!

Circulated magic gathers in the center.

Along with that, my little bone - it grows, it splits, it forms the bone of my arm first. Bones stretched from it are further spread by materialized magic bodies.

The scapula, clavicle, spine, sternum - all sorts of bones are born, so much so that they are attacked by the illusion that they are creating life.

It extends from the spine to the cervical spine, forming the skull. The lower extended lumbar spine leads to the bone of the foot and further down through the thick femur.

Just for a moment - still, it was such a fantastic sight that it seemed like we'd been watching it for a long time.

And in the center of the Demon Square.

There was one human bone, with all the parts.

"... succeeded, succeeded"

sleigh and such a human bone moves.

Absolutely invisible of emotions, cavity eyes. The jaw that shivers with the calf. How it was balanced, that was upright in the center of the demonic cube.

Slurp and unwittingly swallow.

My magic is shredded by about a tenth. I spent about half of my total yesterday, so I'm only recovering to about 80%. However, there is some light fatigue.

More than that, I guess I should be happy with this success.

Finally, I succeeded in making human skeletons.

"Here."

"Oh. It's Skeleton."

"Suke."

"Uh... raise your right hand"

I order the newborn skeleton to do so.

Skeleton raised his right hand with my orders, without particularly refusing.

"Hands down."

Skeleton will follow my orders and put his hands down.

And other than that, I won't make it slight. I guess there is no will at all.

I also thought when I made the cow skeleton, it takes magic to create it. But I don't need any magic at all to maintain Skeleton's presence. This means that once produced, unless this skeleton disappears due to some factor, it will work permanently.

There would be no more workforce, etc.

"All you have to do is follow complicated orders... skeleton, three steps forward"

On my orders, Skeleton takes one, two, three steps forward.

And at the point of three steps, he stands upright and stops moving again.

"Take the cow bones that are piled there, and gently slap them on the carpet from the edge of the room to the edge"

A skeleton checks the cow's bones stacked at the edge of the room. Then he took the longest of them and headed to the edge of the room.

Then gently beat the top of the carpet laid to hide the demon squares with the bones of the bull. Then take a step back and slap the carpet with more cow bones. Step back even further and slap the carpet with the bones of the cow.

Convenience, repeat it from end to end of the room -.

"Ha..."

Unexpectedly, I got a zero grin.

Even complex orders can be followed properly. and can also act optimally on the order. As much as I chose the longest of the cow's bones for the order to 'tap lightly on the carpet'.

Exactly, this would make a great workforce, although it would be difficult to entrust farmland tasks from one to ten.

"Are you happy, mister?

"Oh, I'm glad"

"Yes. Good. Chris is happy too."

The future of Count Fleetberg's territory is bright.

I'm going to make skeletons and make them, and I'm going to make more and more labor.

With that momentum, I had four bones left in my pocket, using it.

With remaining magic, I created all the skeletons.

Well, if you insist, there's one thing that caught me.

This is what's happening to my whole body skeleton, or something. I felt smudged.