Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Welcome, Master Amaxa"

"Hi. Oh, this is the councillors of Hardenturm."

It was the Hardenturm merchants who were introduced, but they finally meet. I still couldn't recover from the shock caused by my first Momentary Movement (Teleport).

Even so, there is no such thing as instantaneous motion sickness. Simply surprised, in an instant, to move from Hardenturm's conference room to the entrance to Mainz.

I knew it, but I couldn't keep up with the change in consciousness and I'm surrounded.

Looking sympathetically at those merchants, the gatekeeper of the welcomed Mainz - naturally, Dwarf - left the scene to call the people of the city, telling them that they wouldn't mind resting in the stuffing.

"What do you want to do? Would you like to sit down for a minute and rest?

"Oh, don't worry..."

The first to utter the word was Regina Niebes, the head of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, who is regaining the momentum of old times. Of course, regardless of its commercial talent, it was largely resistant to Yut's impotence additions and subtractions.

After a few minutes, four other people besides Regina regain their sanity and spoken out their thoughts.

"Rumor has it, I've heard it, but it's really moving in an instant."

"Yeah, I'm surprised. But with this kind of mobility, the risk of banditry and sabotage is irrelevant."

"Sure, does that stabilize business..."

And all of a sudden, it's all about business. Reliable, but hard to say what action I have read the air.

"I'm sorry it's so exciting, but the Moment Move spell can't carry enough to be commercialized."

"Then precious metals and spices that are profitable in small quantities. Or carrying distant specialties, what do you think?

To Regina's opinion, Yut also offers an idea by flipping the foreword.

"And then, do you have time to urinate?

"That's good, too."

"However, it would be nice to have a connection with a great magician who can use Momentum Momentum, and pay more to make a profit."

"... it's a difficult thing"

There, the gatekeeper brings back Chief Miranda.

"Please welcome the chief himself."

"No, no, of course not."

The greeting is there too, taking the merchants into the city.

When I first came, somewhere the city itself seemed to be depressed and the boulevard was not lively.

That's now the sound of a hammer swinging from there, with a natural smile on the faces of the dwarves walking down the road.

"Really, thanks to the lords."

"I just made the trigger. Besides, I had a lot of young people pulled out."

"Not at all. Conditions are too good for anyone to come back"

The chief has complained in a good mood. Around being made a joke, it seemed that there was no longer any certainty.

"By the way, that Istas uncle must have arrived first."

"Oh. I'll show you to my house already. Diwan, the armorer, explained it to me."

With a slow but surprisingly firm foothold, we move on through the city of Mainz.

"Is it protective equipment..."

I guess I have a handling of weapons. One of the merchants reacts.

(Come on, I wonder what's going on...)

I am not particularly worried about Dwarf's machining techniques. Because it's a more troublesome species that can train magical silver (miserable) and adamantine.

The question is whether it will be for sale.

Arrive at the chief's house in no time.

Guided was the great hall where Yut persuaded the chief and drunkenly crushed the dwarves alongside Valtrude. From the skylight, it brings winter sunlight indoors.

In the middle of it, the Valtrudes were there.

But the merchants of Hardenturm saw Valtrude, only Valtrude.

I heard it was beautiful.

I've seen things that are supposedly beautiful.

But such a thing was nothing but a crane in a sweep. I'm just saying it was better than anything else. If you put Valtrude in front of you, it's just the dust and mustard of that crane sweep.

Forget to breathe for now.

"Yut, slow"

Sewing that gap, you were bored, and Jonah came running first, acknowledging what Yut looked like.

"Ugh, hey."

Climb his robe as it is and voluntarily climb onto his shoulder.

"Here, Yona. A little, weigh yourself in."

"Because I'm tired"

"Well, there's no majesty, but there's no choice. Val should be more forthcoming than that."

"Mmm...... I'll tell Arcia later."

"Ugh."

Imagine the punishment, Jonah is frightened for a moment. But she never moved off the spot.

"Think about tomorrow. Think tomorrow."

"You look good in vain, you"

If you're impressed, you lose.

With the Albino girl on her shoulder, Yut decided to do her job.

"I think I've explained, can you do it again?

"Oh, wow."

The Dwarf artisan, who was flattered by the dimension played by the humans, who had heard that he was great, returns to me. At the same time, the merchants came back from their dreams.

Dwarf artisans turn to some bold iron (crystal iron) armor positioned in the center of the workshop. Turned away from the great man who carried the Albino girl, I would say.

"First of all, as I said earlier, and it's already a well-known fact, this bold iron doesn't dissolve at a higher temperature than just iron. Well, my brother taught me how to fix cokes."

"What do you mean by cokes?

"Well, if you think it's coal with higher temperatures,"

"Ha..."

Since it was likely to lead to environmental damage, Yut had no intention of spreading it to the Cokes method. Besides, it would be difficult to spread the furnace in the short term because it would have to be specially made.

"But the more I use this bold iron, the more I can apply it."

Apparently, it was Dwarf's favorite. The dwarf laughing at had the unique look of an artisan.

"Nevertheless, I am an armorer. If you can't use it for armor, it doesn't make sense how good the ore is..."

Dwarf armorers turn their gaze to one of several lined prototypes - a type of heavy-duty armor commonly known as a half-plate.

Glass iron armor, as if it had shredded crystals, is so beautiful that you can't help but breathe.

Of course, that's not all. The combination of sheet metal and chainmail covering the steeple is sufficient to protect the lives of the warriors on the front line. At the same time, it does not hinder action more than necessary.

Exactly, handmade delicacies (masterwork).

But the Dwarf craftsman revealing it looked sinister.

"Val, how'd it go?

Yut asks Valtrude what he thinks, who would have already been briefed.

"It's not bad. Defensive performance is comparable to or greater than iron equipment. It looks spectacular, and the effect of the spell on the armor seems to last longer than usual"

Valtrude to name one advantage after another, but for some reason a face that doesn't float.

"But it weighs quite a bit. Even if you say it won't interfere with the use of a theoretical spell, it is a magician like Yut who wears it…"

"Well, sure."

Mages cannot be equipped with armor.

The laws (rules) set in the name of balance in the game, but reality - at least in the reality in the Brewers - was repelled for the simple reason that it would get in the way when exercising spells.

In addition, brainy magicians cannot move properly with heavy armor, nor do they usually have time to devote to training.

"The Magic Knight (Eldrite) will be able to use it well..."

"And then, like, a chain shirt."

Just as the chainmail is chained armor, the chainshirt is a braided top. Defense performance is inferior, but less likely to hinder action for that matter.

"I thought you'd say that, and I'm making you one too."

As the saying goes, the prototype chain shirts were already arranged as well.

"Heh..."

Yut, with Yona on her shoulder, takes the hem of her shirt.

A well built delicacy, just like half-plates. It also seems to fit to a point where there is no problem with the weight or yut.

"But hey..."

Yut's reaction is not fragrant.

"Oh, either way, magic silver is more high-performance"

"Say it. Come on."

Dwarf armorers laugh bitterly. But I guess I'm aware of it. There was no more protest.

It is true that it is cheaper and more supplied than magical silver, but it is unknown whether you will be convinced by the performance of the bold iron.

"After that, naturally, I also made weapons."

As if I was gauging the timing, the big hall door opens and some dwarves come in. Each holds a crate and brings it to the center where the armor is decorated.

"Oh, this is beautiful..."

"With a blade, you stand out for its translucent crystal-like beauty."

Dwarves silently open the lid of the crate.

From the short sword that showed up to Hulbert, who is as tall as he is. With the eyes of various weapons, the eyes of the merchants shine.

But again, I can't say the look on the faces of Valtrude and the Dwarves.

"It's a business, but not that far."

"I don't know about that"

Yut can't really feel it, but I guess if Valtrude says so.

You don't care about Jonah either, keep quiet. Maybe he's sleeping on his shoulder.

"Well, here's the thing. Equivalent to iron, yet more beautiful than iron. But he blurred that it was nothing more or less."

To the armorer who continues to be the explanator, Yut bumped into a simple question.

"Who's the craftsman who hit this?

"I stumbled and pulled in."

In the meantime, all I can do is raise a dry laugh.

"But some weapons are important in weight, right?

"Yes, but I knew demand was limited."

In the first place, there's no reason to bother choosing bold iron if it's just weight.

"It's just that this is pretty beautiful, too"

"It's not bad quality, either."

The quality appeals to the contents like a rigid dwarf, but the merchants were another good one.

"It might not be a bad idea to introduce it as a gift."

"So far, it's a pretty rare product."

"I'm afraid you're from the Earl of Istas, but if it's a weapon, I thought it would be foiled."

Lord Regina's right.

Yut is impressed with merchants. Valtrude didn't look good for his fictitious name to be used, but it seems hard to deny that it only leads to territorial development.

"Why don't you put Val's signature in one of them and sell it anyway?

"Hmm..."

Exclamation leaks from no one to Jonah's suggestion. The gaze of anticipation gathered in Valtrude.

"I won't do it!

"Well, let's just say that. Now."

It doesn't sound good when it comes to signing, but it's some sort of branding. Quality control must be thorough, but not a bad idea.

If you have to, Yut concludes that you can substitute.

"Yut, the guy named you..."

"Now, before Valtrude obsesses in earnest, shall we go next?"

Until now, Yut will look out for the chief who has watched what happens. She nodded loudly, slapping her hand twice.

"This is our destiny."

Like the earlier weapon, the crate is carried. However, the Dwarves are also somewhat more cautious than they were earlier.

In addition, a larger table is available together, placing the crate on top of it.

In the carefully opened lid...

"Hmm..."

What showed up was a glass plate that was less than a meter long.

"Glass, isn't it?

"It's glass."

But I can't say it's completely transparent. The cloudy surface was like ice with air inside. The cloudiness is still in the rays.

Although it is quite a luxury item when it comes to glass of this size, its transparency is still when it comes to the best selling of glass.

Even if it's cloudy enough to overlook it if it's a weapon, it's not a story if it's a glass plate.

The representatives of Hardenturm, although surprised at first, now have a subtle look on their face.

"Hundreds of newspapers are only at first sight. But not everything can be seen."

Without wishing to react like that, Chief Miranda threw one piece of glass on the floor - naturally, stone made - unconstructively when he removed it from the top.

The glass plate smashed to pieces, and the crushing noise rang - there was no such thing.

"Ah."

"Ooh."

Regina's feminine, tall screams and Yona's loose reaction.

"Oh, this is amazing."

Whether it's glass or crystal, it can't be shattered by the way it's handled right now.

But there was not one scratch on the thin sheet of glass iron.

Valtrude was the only one who had a hard reaction. Other faces round their eyes and mouths to unexpected results. Yut looked like he had confirmed the results of the experiment because he knew it beforehand.

This isn't even a prototype yet.

"So you think there's room for improvement?

"Mm-hmm. I was hoping there was still room for improvement in processing methods, abrasives, and polishing methods."

Bold iron that it has the properties of iron and crystal combined.

Thus, by cast-dissolving and stretching thinly, glass plates with iron ruggedness can be produced.

It's easy to put it in words, but the ore of that nature itself is analogous in the first place because of Yut's common sense, and I lose my mind in the Dwarves' technology that processed it in just a few months.

"Exactly fantasy."

"Yut's fantasy has begun again"

"Come on, this is the culture gap you can't cross"

In fact, instead of culture, the world is different.

"Whoa, yeah. What's going on with the other experiment?

"It's going well. Even if they say it's too good to be the other way around, I'm in trouble too."

Regina and the representatives of Hardenturm shine their eyes in anticipation of what is still there.

"Yut, you've been planting a lot of things."

"Well. After that, look at the finish."

Now I roll Valtrude into smoke with dialogue turns like I wouldn't even say in a time play. But Yut suddenly worried that Jonah and Val might have a bad idea.

The next one brought in was a 15 cm square crate.

"Already, it hasn't been like this for almost two months."

When the chief opens the lid, the blurry light leaks out.

Even then, the air of surprise fills the great hall, but it did not go hand in hand with it and solemnly took one glass ball out of the box.

"How bright"

Needless to say, one of the merchants spoke for me. But the Reginas can't afford to thank you for that.

A glass ball the size of a child's clenching fist.

The light sphere sealed in it had a bright illumination of about 5 meters around it.

"Yut. Is this, is this magic?

"Yeah, but it's just Light Fire."

The Light Fire is only a primary spell, not even included in the first staircase.

Can also be used by apprentice magicians. Rather than that, it's the first spell many magicians practice.

For the catalyst, a small amount of a kind of hikari native to the cave.

Duration varies from user to user, but 10 minutes at most for apprenticeships. Like three hours in Yut?

"Wait, you think it stays that way for nearly two months, as if that's the Light Fire?

Valtrude is also a Cathedral Knight, but has basic spell-like knowledge of Light Fire. And the merchants know what Valtrude knows, too.

With one extremely simple spell, a treasure ball that will continue to shine light for months. Plus, it's probably less expensive.

I will have to wear a thick cloth during the day if I put it in a shuttered lantern because it keeps emitting constant light, but that stuff isn't even a downside.

"We have a lot of connections, whatever it takes."

"But if you're not sure how much it is to keep, isn't it hard to sell?

"How about in the form of a loan, not a sale? If it expires, you just have to replace it. That could lead to new business deals."

"That's a plan."

"Actually, I have a plan to install this on the streets like a burning fire..."

It was exuberant, the merchants turn to Yut at the same time. I'm a little scared because I'm too impatient.

"Is that a story in Falve? Aren't you going to install it in Hardentrum?

"Well, chasing"

Too powerful, they took a mild word for it. If there are lights even at night, crime will be reduced. So, it's not like I'm having trouble getting my words taken.

"But it's still glowing during the day, isn't it? What are you gonna do?

Yut replied briefly to Yona overhead who said it was too inconvenient.

"Of course. You hire people. It's a simple job to open and close the lantern shutters in the morning and evening."

If it's as Yut planned, I'll install it like a street light, so I'll have to climb the ladder, and there's a lot of them. It wouldn't be as easy a job as I'd say.

"I see. So we're going to have another job. With employment, consumption occurs, with gold turned, the economy is revitalized, income and tax revenues are increased"

"Exactly. Val, you've grown..."

"I don't feel praised, but, well, it's not bad."

Forget most of the obedience.

The merchants, who were shown the various possibilities of bold iron, stood in colour.

Negotiations with the Dwarves. The Yuts, a compromise with the lords. Establishment of sales routes. Product development.

There is as much to be done.

Dwarves are inquisitive of the city's survival and rewarding materials by merchants who are more pigmented by a new sense of commerce than profit itself.

(Good thing I seem to manage)

When shall I show off my other plan?

It was a relieving yuut for now, with an even more surprising dialogue in my chest once everyone found out.