Kuro no Senki (LN)

Eryl Sardomerik's morning is early.

Wake up by dawn when the night is white.

It is like a custom, not an action that comes from the sense of duty that the Empress of Tilia must be monitored.

Eryl doesn't remember how this habit started.

While I think that's what it is, I wonder that the result remains a habit, even though I can't remember the events that started it.

I don't feel anxious or afraid just wondering.

Because oblivion is a natural phenomenon for humans.

If oblivion is a normal phenomenon, then unforgettable memories will have value in both good and bad ways.

The day they were taken over by Viscount Sardomerik's mansion, my parents let me dress.

I do not know if it was to mislead guilt or the consideration not to be ashamed as a daughter of nobility.

She's like a princess, my mother said.

Of course, that can't be right.

Clothes and hair decorations to the extent that civilians can buy them.

It's just a metaphor.

Because parents who are civilians have never seen the Empress Tilia up close.

The son of a civilian is welcomed as the adopted son of a nobleman.

It's a dream story.

And there's always a back for dreamy stories.

Even the parents should have known that nobility could not have welcomed the civilian daughter as their adopted daughter without any cruelty.

In fact, Viscount Sardomerik, a court scholar, hid the real reason for welcoming Eryl as his adopted son.

The purpose of Viscount Sardomerik was to secure the experimental body.

But I'm not sure why I bothered to welcome Eryl, a civilian, as my adopted son.

It should be more efficient to buy a slave if only to secure an experimental object, but I guess Viscount Sardomerik had his own thoughts.

Though they thinly felt they were hiding the real reason, their parents should have thought that living under nobility could be a better life.

Of course, that's only a guess...... Eryl's desire.

If we restore meaning to the extreme, Viscount Sardomerik bought Eryl, and his parents sold Eryl.

That's all it starts talking about.

I don't know where my parents' hearts were now, but, dare I say, Viscount Sardomerik's purpose was achieved.

Because he successfully experimented with artificial attribute addition and virtual personality.

Viscount Sardomerik then educated Eryl.

I'm not sure why, but I think it contained a sort of insult there.

Eryl absorbed knowledge so that dry sand could suck water, and improved her magic ceremony and virtual personality so that she could change her power and range depending on the situation.

As a result, Viscount Sardomerik lost his life himself.

Again, I'm not sure why.

No, if you don't understand, there was never a time when Eryl understood Viscount Sardomerik.

Position, age, talent...... they were acting as some sort of disconnect and Eryl didn't have the energy to get over it.

……

Cursory and Eryl wake up.

It's horrible that special memories are lost, but you need money to live, and you have to work to get it.

Eryl changes her clothes and trims her hair with her hands.

Bear a worn bag and head to Empress Tilia's room.

Last night's night's games were supposed to be served by a brown half elf, not by the Empress Tilia.

The half elf known as Leila is the oldest mistress and Empress Tilia seems to be aware of something about her.

Even though I wonder what it would be like for an empress of a country to be confronted by a half-elf, according to Count Cairon, Princess Tilia feels herself bedridden by a half-elf Marquis Elakis.

Then I can assure you that Empress Tilia is not only aware of Leila the Half Elf.

First of all, I have a clear sense of hostility towards Count Cairon.

He also seems wary of Faye Mullifine these days.

We often hang out on the same level as Sue.

While I am dissatisfied with the fact that Marquis Elakis has a relationship with Elena, a slave, I don't really complain about the table.

According to what selection criteria, the queen and twin elves, cooks of the Marquis' residence, seem to be out of consciousness.

The cook, the general, is the bearer of no less breasts than Empress Tilia, and the twin elves… I'm not sure what they are, but they look stupid, and because of their silliness, they seem to be close to the Marquis Elakis.

"... not sure of the criteria"

An upward and downward relationship exists like an animal living in a herd, and the Empress Tilia may be more hostile to her opponent than she is to herself.

"The twin elves are convinced, the general needs to try"

Whether those breasts are inferior to those of Empress Tilia, we need to verify them and, if they were incorrect, make them alter their perception.

Eryl stops in front of an open door and gently peeks into the room.

There was a conical tent in the center of the room.

"What da?

"No use."

When Eryl answered, Sue swung her spear to make sure she was feeling better.

"Me, Herbs, Fell"

"Okay. When you return by around noon, tell the Marquis Elakis"

As Sue pointed directly above her, Eryl guessed around noon.

She splits into comatose woods and sells herbs she collects to earn cash.

Why doesn't Marquis Elakis get his hands on Sue? and Eryl stared at Sue.

He's as fit as a boy, but when he stares, he realizes there's a slight ups and downs.

Plus, I'm not wearing pants.

What are the criteria for Marquis Elakis to get his hands on? and Eryl tilts her inner neck.

"Me, Rhinoku. Good squid? '

"I don't mind."

Sue takes on a handmade spear and goes out the window.

Eryl walked through the hallway, up the stairs, in the room of the Empress Tilia...... and lowered her back to the chair placed in front of her.

Iss is what Marquis Elakis ordered and made his servants prepare.

Marquis Elakis' servant is a former soldier, saying most of them can no longer continue to be soldiers due to the invasion of the Kingdom of Holy Argo last May.

They seem to be quite beneficial to the Marquis Elakis and work quite seriously.

Eryl takes paper and plates, feather pens, and ink out of a worn bag to produce a report.

The paper was made in the territory of the Marquis of Elakis… it is precisely a recycled piece of used paper, which loses more quality than new, but is gentle on Eryl's nostalgia.

Drawing up a report is a laborious task.

Empress Tilia keeps playing, so she can struggle with what she writes.

On a sunny day, he tours the open-air shop in the name of swordsmanship archaeology and inspection, and on a rainy day, he draws a cage to the Marquis Mansion to read three things.

Eryl concludes as she writes her report that the watchdog of Empress Tilia is the idle job she deserves.

I gained military knowledge in self-study, but I don't know if that will pass in action.

It has the disadvantage of not having the know-how to run an organization, being ineligible as a general leading an army, and being too specialized in witchcraft even as a soldier, making it difficult to operate.

I think the development of magic ceremonies and the manufacture of magic items can produce results, but it is difficult for Eryl, the only aristocrat, to even move to the desired workplace.

Eril rests his hand that one day the opportunity should come upon him if he obeys Prime Minister Alcor's orders.

No, you should sell your grace so that you can receive assistance from the Marquis of Elakis while following Prime Minister Alcor's orders.

"... you should hit the hand you can hit"

You shouldn't be wrong to think about how you shake yourself, maybe.

I think Empress Tilia tended to feel depressed until she was unlocked and came to the Marquis of Elakis territory.

Ever since I came to Marquis Elakis territory, I have been emotionally unstable, and the day after I served night games, my face turned bright red and I was bored.

The footsteps of Empress Tilia heading to the dining room are light.

So much so that I can't remember what I looked like when I tended to feel depressed.

Eryl walks into the cafeteria silently and waits for service.

Occasionally, I cook dishes without clapping, but the lady general's dishes, including that, are delicious.

The general serves first the Empress Tilia, then Eryl.

Today's menu is soup, bread and whitefish muniel.

Seafood has been added to the menu since Count Cad territory joined territory.

"I don't like it, but were you in it?

"... the queen's food is delicious"

"You'd be happy to say something. In comparison."

The general turned her gaze to Empress Tilia and sighed at this sight.

"Mm, the queen's cooking is wild and fresh."

"Well, thank you"

The general bent her lips in a grumpy manner.

"Admiral, I want you to give in a little."

The general bows her knees as she leans her neck strangely.

Eryl silently buries her face in the general's chest and closes her eyes.

"Duh, what's wrong?

"... I'm sure"

Burying her face, Eryl lifts the lady general's chest.

It's as heavy as bread fabric.

Probably because the cooking area is hot.

My skin is slightly damp and smells a little sweaty.

"... understood"

"I don't know what you understand, but suddenly you get in trouble when you're hugged"

And Eryl departed from the general,

"It's okay, I won't do it anymore"

"When did the Knights miss their mother?"

When the general brutally stroked Eryl's head, she returned to the kitchen.

Eryl carries the meal to her mouth as she steals a look at Empress Tilia.

Empress Tilia credited herself with being wild, but she feels nostalgic for some of her cooking.

When Eryl finished her meal, Empress Tilia took a seat.

"... Empress Tilia"

"What. I'm busy."

"I want you to give in a little."

Empress Tilia turned her gaze to Eryl like she saw something incomprehensible.

"Are you gonna stick to my chest?

"This is very important"

Mm, and Empress Tilia groaned.

"But I say no!

"... Too bad"

Should I have sent Marquis Elakis out to pick him up, Eryl pursues the rugged foothold Empress Tilia.

It is unfortunate that I did not touch the breasts of Empress Tilia, but I have been informed that Marquis Elakis has an interest in the breasts of women.

I wonder if the Knights Commander misses his mother, too, the general said.

The answer is obvious.

"... Empress Tilia"

"What?"

"Motherhood is not enough for the breasts of Empress Tilia"

Empress Tilia stopped and turned around in a motion reminiscent of the sound of giggly giggly and hinged.

"Hey, think about what you're going to say... Wow, I'm a better size up there. And you're young."

"I agree that Empress Tilia is younger than the Queen General, but I would judge her to be the same size. If the chest deteriorates over time and the value is compromised, I don't see why the Marquis Elakis makes the Queen his mistress and still makes her perform night games"

Empress Tilia pampered her mouth like a fish launched on a hill.

"Marquis Elakis makes the damsel his mistress because… she decides that the damsel will have value that will not be impaired if she deteriorates over time. That is, motherhood."

"... the general doesn't have any children?

"That's not the problem. Princess Tilia should change her perception."

Empress Tilia opens her eyes in amazement.

"Duh, what do you mean?

"Empress Tilia's breasts don't exist worth anything but big"

Cancer! and Empress Tilia insisted as if she had been beaten with a blunt weapon.

"I can tell from the actions of Marquis Elakis that breasts are not good if they are big."

Empress Tilia had a beaten look on her face and headed upstairs in an unbridled foothold.

……

Eryl sees the Empress Tilia disappear from her sight and returns to her original path.

When I walked into the dining room, the general was cleaning up the dishes.

"Are you hungry already? Just give me a minute. I'll get rid of the dishes and I'll make you the right stuff."

"I'm not feeling hungry. I need to talk to you a little."

Eryl sat back on the chair and waited for the general.

"You've kept me waiting."

"I don't care"

As the general moved the chair, she sat next to Eryl.

"... I have a question about the Marquis Elakis"

"If it's as far as I can answer, let me answer it."

"Why hasn't Marquis Elakis got his hands on Sue?

The general rounds her eyes to say that she has been poked at.

"I don't know."

"Then change the question. Marquis Elakis hasn't even got his hands on Snow. Is that why?

"Well, maybe it's because you don't recognize a woman."

Eryl tilted her neck.

Neither Sue nor Snow have a feminine physique, but they should be able to accept the Marquis Elakis.

In other words, would you say that the Marquis of Elakis has some criterion, and when that condition is met, he becomes aware of it as a woman?

But Count Rio Cairon is a man.

Is it possible to assume that men and women alike, provided that the conditions are met?

"... very helpful. Thank you."

"Does Miss Eryl like Krono?

Asked by the general, Eryl wonders what she thinks of the Marquis Elakis.

The answer came immediately.

"I don't care. I hope to be able to use the Marquis Elakis to think about the future. I gather information for that."

"I don't know what to say, it's difficult."

"Naturally, it's hard to live"

Eryl took a seat and left the dining room behind.

I thought it would be easier to sell a favour if I knew what Marquis Elakis liked, but it doesn't seem that easy.

But there was also a harvest.

Marquis Elakis also gets his hands on the man, but he's not going to get his hands on Sue or Snow.

Perhaps Eryl is not included in Marquis Elakis' preference either.

As soon as we get close, we should be unlikely to be attacked.

Eryl ascends the stairs and heads to the office of Marquis Elakis on the top floor of the Marquis Mansion.

When he entered the office, Marquis Elakis was staring at the documents.

Looking over to the office, it was decorated with dishes, pots and other condiments.

Other large and small crates, clothes, shoes, etc. are stacked on the wall.

"What can I do for you?

"I have a message from Sue. I'll head out to the coma forest to pick up some herbs, but I'll be back by noon."

"Thanks"

When Eryl delivered the message, Marquis Elakis began to stare at the paperwork again.

"... Marquis Elakis thought he was not interested in condiments"

"Hmm, that's... look at the work of my artisanal hopeful men when the harbor is finished, and if you like it, promise me you'll fund it"

The result of trying to keep my word to discipline seems to be the office now.

"Marquis Elakis hasn't got his hands on Sue or Snow. Why?"

Eryl grabbed the pot that was nearby and asked instead.

Slowly the Marquis Elakis raised his face,

"Snow doesn't have romantic feelings for me before he gets his hands on me, does he?

……

Eryl remembers Snow's behavior.

Sure, Snow seems to have a crush on Marquis Elakis, but he doesn't seem to have any romantic feelings.

"I hear Sue is the daughter-in-law of Marquis Elakis"

"I'm your daughter-in-law, but Sue doesn't feel like she understands what a daughter-in-law is. Either way, the aftertaste looks bad."

Marquis Elakis poked his cheek cane.

"... understood"

The condition for getting your hands on it seems to be that the other person has romantic feelings for the Marquis Elakis, and that the other person understands the situation in which they are placed.

For once, you seem to be thinking about them too, but you would be genuine in saying that you don't want to feel bad about the aftertaste.

"... I have no romantic feelings for the Marquis Elakis. When you get your hands on it, you're going to have a very bad aftertaste"

"Well, that doesn't have to be said"

Stabbing the nail just in case, Marquis Elakis laughed bitterly.

Eryl returned the kettle to its original position,

"I can make magic items. If it's judged to be in my interest, is it possible for me to get assistance, too?

"I'd like to help."

Marquis Elakis looks at it in a meaningful way.

"… Marquis Elakis is concerned about being manipulated, decides"

"Do you have trouble getting back to Imperial Capital after you've assisted as much as you can?

Marquis Elakis doesn't seem to recognize the Empire as a virtual enemy if he receives it as he says.

"In thinking about the future, I want to have a cooperative relationship with the Marquis Elakis. This is not false."

"I believe you."

Marquis Elakis keeps his cheek sticking.

Eryl wonders what Marquis Elakis is wary of.

"... I have been ordered by Chancellor Alcor to monitor and report regularly to the Crown Princess Tilia"

"I know."

Naturally, I think.

"I have not received any other orders"

"What does Chancellor Alcor think?

Marquis Elakis said to exhale.

"I don't get it. But I can guess."

After the end of the civil war, some of the hands that Chancellor Alcor struck made sense, some were pointless, and some are still undetermined.

"Empress Tilia is also considered to be ready when the next emperor of Alfort runs wild"

"You took your first throne inheritance from Tilia yourself?

"If it is worth using, use it. That's all the story."

Marquis Elakis leaned against his back and joined hands over his belly.

"... the pawn on the board? That's not funny."

"Use what is available. That's what politics is."

When it comes to preparing for the runoff of the next emperor Alfort, Chancellor Alcor needs to establish friendly relations with the Marquis of Elakis.

At the very least, it would not do the mane in a visible way to the detriment of the Marquis Elakis.

"Why would Eryl want to get along with me?

"It's foolishness to limit your options"

I see, I see, and Marquis Elakis muttered small.

"Okay. I believe you."

"Thank you"

With that said, Eryl does not pepper the words of Marquis Elakis.

Neither should Marquis Elakis trust Eryl.

"Exam... Well, that's an exam. I'd like you to make a magic item for communications as a condition of assistance. Oh, it's convenient for Eryl to pay for the materials."

"Got it. I didn't expect you to believe me from the very beginning."

"We don't have a due date, so be cool."

Nodding small, Eryl left the office behind.

"… Virtual Personality Activation, Operational Inventory Deployment"

In response to Eryl's whining, the virtual personality is activated and the surgical inventory unfolds.

"Surgical Selection...... Surgical Editing"

When a surgical formula is selected, the magic formula used to manufacture magic items for communication fills the field of vision.

If a drug is used to store a sorcery ceremony, it is not possible to edit the sorcery ceremony, but with a virtual personality it is possible.

"Surgical Editing, End of Surgical Inventory Deployment… Migrate to Virtual Personality dormancy"

Finish editing the magic ceremony and transition the virtual personality to dormancy.

"... the problem is"

Eryl stares at the currency on her desk.

Food and housing costs have been saved thanks to the Marquis Elakis residence, but there is little money left on hand.

View Chirali and the bookshelf.

When the room was addressed, there was not a single book, but now there are fewer gaps.

"Knowledge is necessary, so it is not a waste"

Marquis Elakis said there would be no due date, but Eryl is not a child enough to pepper it.

Eryl puts the currency in a small bag.

"... I should have rights too"

As she went outside carrying a worn bag, Empress Tilia was wielding a wooden sword in the garden of the Marquis Mansion.

That's an impatient look.

Nobody speaks up about sparing your life.

"Empress Tilia"

"What the fuck!"

Yeah! and waved down the wooden sword, and Empress Tyria stared at Eryl.

"I'm busy!

"I'm here to get my share."

"Share?"

Empress Tilia jumps up her shoulder brow in a grumpy manner.

"I helped defeat the Barbarian Knife Wolf (Banded Wolf)"

"Say no!"

I'm a little musty, but I get that Empress Tilia is this kind of woman.

"Of course, I'm not saying it's just that. I have knowledge."

"Ho, what kind of knowledge?

"Knowledge of court romance. Running is essential for love."

"Hmm, so?

Was it also a verse to think of, the Empress Tilia nods with interest.

"You must not give everything from the beginning. When you give it all away, the man gets on with it"

"... Shh, after I give you everything, duh, what do I do?

Empress Tilia missed her gaze at first sight.

"It's not like everything is going to be what you want, you just have to make them recognize. It is supposedly effective to behave grumpy or chilling."

"Right."

Empress Tilia nodded many times and laughed sloppily.

"... share"

"Not until I know for sure."

With that said, Empress Tilia turned her back on Eryl and walked out.

I guess you're going to Marquis Elakis.

Because she has no choice, Eryl peeks into Dwarf's workshop to see if she has anything to make of magic items.

The impression of the workshop runs out of clutter.

Even though they receive financial assistance from the Marquis of Elakis, they do not seem to deal with glass or jewellery.

"What does it look like?

"I'm looking for Magic Item material. Ideal with glass or gems"

The Dwarf I've been talking to...... Goldie roared in his thick arms.

"We don't handle glass or jewelry at the moment."

"Understood"

The merchant tries to surround the skilled craftsman.

This has the aspect of monopolizing technology and knowledge, not just profits.

"... going to the commercial district"

"I see."

I felt like I was missing something, but Eryl's headed to the commercial district.

Since the port of Silva opened, the city of Hachel has become more vibrant with each passing day.

Among them, the area lined with dewstores is full of chaos and vibrancy.

Sue's shop... I just put the herbs on the fur I laid on the ground... is in the corner.

"I told the Marquis Elakis."

"Minute Cutter"

Eryl lowered her hips to a crate that was nearby to keep Sue out of the way.

"Ka for?

"What are you both doing?

When I looked up, Snow stood in front of Sue's shop.

"Soko, Retreat"

"I'm sorry."

As Sue glanced, Snow crouched in front of Eryl's sitting crate and cheeked up the sausage she was holding.

"Half today...... not with Layla?

"Ugh, your mother seems busy. Ah! Not just your mother, but Faye as well. Uh, look, the wheat harvest's over, and it's time to pay taxes, right? But Captain Kane's going everywhere."

"Understood"

Eryl blocked Snow's words.

It's a stream of taxpayers estimating yields around the countryside at the beginning of July, collecting a fixed percentage of crops again around the villages in August, and finally buying and cashing in crops collected by merchants.

Kane, the cavalry captain, is still patrolling the territory because it takes time to collect crops.

If you think about it, Caine, the cavalry captain, worked as a lord's deputy until Marquis Elakis returned in August.

It takes longer than usual, naturally.

Of course, Marquis Elakis will understand that, as well as the need for a supervisor like Kane to ensure that tax collectors don't collect crops based on quotes.

"What's Eryl doing?

"I'm looking for glass and gems that will be ingredients for magic items. Make a magic item and Marquis Elakis will help you."

"It is."

Snow finished his sausage,

"Glass and gems are expensive, aren't they? Aren't you just wasting money on Eryl?

"It's not a waste. Knowledge is very important"

Extra heart, I think.

"... I'll lend you some money, though? Oh, you don't have to worry about paying me back. 'Cause I'm not gonna come back and lend it to you."

Eryl stared at Snow.

"Why?"

"Uh-huh, I think money is important. Sometimes when I lived in a place where I owed money, it was a fight to live and die. But I don't want to do that with my friends, and I don't like to say gutsy, so when I lend money, I'm not gonna come back and lend it to you."

"I only receive feelings"

I'm not sure myself, but I didn't feel like borrowing money here.

"Really? Then I'll just give you an idea. Look, Sue, don't look at me like I don't have anything to do with this. Come on, come on."

……

Sue sat back facing Eryl and Snow like she was reluctant to say.

……

……

"... Talk Se"

As Sue penetrated, Snow scratched his head in the light.

"Eh heh, I wonder if I can help with the store?

"Inefficient"

A little pocket money would do that, but it's too inefficient to buy glass and gems.

"But I don't think the idea is a problem. Find a store where you can make money efficiently."

"What's an efficient place to make money... no! You can never have a store like that!

Snow turned his face bright blue and shouted.

I somehow noticed that such a shop would mean a whorehouse or similar store.

"Hunli, Srl. Prey, Doi '

Sue looks at the people around her with the eyes of a predator.

"Neither can that."

"Weak Guy, Bad Guy"

"In Krono-sama's territory, that kind of logic doesn't make sense. If you get caught like that, you're gonna get beat up."

Snow said with a face that was still going to cry.

"Imitate to the Empress Tilia and hunt animals in the coma forest"

"Me, Prey No Location, Chittel"

"Are you okay with just us?

Snow is worrying, Eryl thinks.

Sue goes into the coma forest like every day to collect herbs, and Eryl and Snow can use magic.

But it is also true that it cannot be truncated with concern.

Anyway, Sue, Eryl and Snow are amateurs in the woods.

Snow is working out as a soldier, so he'll figure it out, but Eryl has no confidence in his health.

When I calm down and think about it, I feel like I'm close to committing suicide through adventure.

"… for once, we need to rethink"

The idea of helping and making money isn't bad, but it's inefficient.

Efficient work is ethically bad.

In the first place, the question remains whether we can make efficient money in such a store.

"We can run that kind of store ourselves. If an unspecified number is repelled, it should be limited."

"Is that the problem?

"Efficiency and ethics are clear"

Alcohol can be purchased cheaply through the general, and cooking ingredients can be purchased cheaply in outdoor stores.

"The three of us will deal with the Marquis Elakis"

"Uh, I... I don't want your mother to hate me"

"Just serve liquor and food in thin clothes. I mean, entertainment."

I felt something was wrong, but Eryl cuts it off with the end.

"I've looked for you!

The Lord of the Voice is Empress Tilia.

Empress Tilia looked down at Eryl in the way she said angry mind.

"If I did what you said, I'd have lost my temper! What 'works with grumpy barebacks and cold attitudes'!

……

……

……

Eryl, Snow and Sue looked at each other.

"Beyond being a rush, Marquis Elakis will also set you up"

Eryl understands the importance of timing, as she does now, if she gets intruded into a serious place of work and gets grumpy barebacks and chills, she won't have to be Marquis Elakis.

"What, those hands?

"I gave you knowledge, so I demand the price"

When Eryl offered her hand, Empress Tilia pulled her cheeks apart.

"You've got a thick skin on your face."

"This is a legitimate right"

Empress Tilia arms up and turns away from Eryl.

"Okay. So, what are you going to buy?

"Glass and gems that are ingredients for magic items. If you make a magic item for communication, you can help me."

Heh, and Empress Tilia sighed deeply and threw something at Eryl.

It was Sue who grabbed it before she hit Eryl.

"Stone?"

"It's a scumbag jewel I was selling in a suspicious outdoor shop."

The stone Sue is holding... colorless, transparent, about the size of a thumbnail.

"Long distance communication is impossible at this size"

"It doesn't matter if the communication distance is short."

Eryl was stunned.

I was told to make a magic item for communication, but the distance is not specified.

"Aren't you too sturdy for a kid's sake?

……

I was a little musty, but Eryl didn't say it back.

Chrono is a magic item for communication... he puts the scum jewels he received from Empress Tilia on the desk in the office and stares at Eryl.

"You sound right. I'll help you, as promised."

"... thank you"

Hearing the words, Eryl appeased.

"He said it was a hit to think about the future, but what kind of assistance does Eryl want?

"I want to work as a scholar. Because we manufacture the magic items Marquis Elakis wants…"

Huh and Eryl punctuate the words.

Do I really want to work as a scholar? and because doubts have arisen as now.

Having decided that working as a knight has no way to go, I just wanted to move to the department where I study magic and manufacture magic items, and I don't feel that much like working as a scholar.

"I want to explore a way of life other than that of a knight. Ask for just enough money to match it, as we undertake the manufacture of magic items"

"You don't know the price of magic items right now, do you?"

I understand what Marquis Elakis is trying to say.

Ten gold coins for even lighting magic items.

I guess I'm worried about how much money is reasonable as a price for my labor.

"Three gold coins per month"

"Even when it's not working?

Eryl nodded,

"Also, when I buy a book, I ask to pay the price"

Raise the demand.

"... three gold coins."

Marquis Elakis poked his cheek wand and strayed his gaze from Eryl.

"I also offer meals and residences, and it won't be like a piece of gold?

It is assumed that the Marquis Elakis will come at a price.

So I said three gold coins, but I didn't think two gold coins would be worth it.

But it's huge that you can pay for the book.

If you can swallow this condition, I even think you can make a big concession.

"Two Gold Coins"

Eryl sets her index finger and middle finger up.

"Take between, one gold coin and ten silver coins."

……

Eryl leaned over and stared at the Marquis Elakis.

"If you promise me that you will pay for the provision of clothing and accommodation and the book, I will strike my hand at that amount"

"What do you feel like conditions are being added?

Uh-huh, and Marquis Elakis roars deliberately.

"Okay."

"Thank you"

Eryl waits on the spot for Marquis Elakis' instructions as to what he intends to make.

"... I'd like you to make a magic item for communication."

"The instructions are too vague"

Right, and Krono laughed bitterly.

"So, can you tell me what kind of stuff you can make as a magic item for communications?

"Got it. I'll submit it tomorrow."

Eryl turned her back on the Marquis Elakis and walked out.

Didn't I just have anxiety about my spare days the moment I left the office? And the question passed.

"... I'm sure that's normal too"

Whimpering small, Eryl left the office behind.