Magi Craft Meister

"Well, how about it, Lord Peggin Borntoff?

"Guru..."

Peggin Borntov distorting his face with regret.

"Have you seen the strength of the Wizard I have found, in particular?

Paellova says proudly.

Here, the Duke interrupted.

"Let's get it over with. Paellova's wizard skills are top notch, which everyone acknowledges."

It would have been the realization that the two of us would not get any worse together, but that would have ended up in jail. I threw up a line that Peggin could take as a loser.

"Let's admit we're top notch. But is it superb or not? I want you to look at the golem that my Gloma Tray is producing before you judge it."

Paellova laughed at it with her nose.

"I see. He said he would brag about putting it out later. It's pretty bruised."

"What?

"... I also know how Sir (Kai) and others feel about this, but it is already well beyond today's meeting time. That's the end of it."

The king who threw the spoon turned himself over when he abandoned him and disappeared into the back.

"Sure, I don't need to be fooled by the hangover.... Then Lord Peggin Borntov, I in this"

Paellova left that behind, too, and left the spot behind without waiting for Peggin's reply.

He sounded like he was' waiting 'or' running away 'behind his back, but he ignored it all at the winner's leisure.

You did a great job today.

"You're on your left."

Paellova and Jed were discussing this alone.

"I wonder if this would have led to a bit of a 'Committee of Ten'"

"You can think of that. But not yet, we're going to."

"Uhm.... that peggin can't be a glimmer. On the contrary, if we do something about him, the other nine won't care."

"Indeed."

"Jin, huh?... It's getting harder to believe that memory is vague. What brings you to this country?"

"I have no idea either. I can't read it."

Jed Aramold is also tilting his neck.

"The most likely one is' Lost ', yet we all have no idea how he showed up in Tazzy Village"

"Don't you see..."

"It's not up to me."

"Good, at least if you're not hostile."

"is, for that matter, he's not of an offensive character, so I was wondering if he'd be okay as long as he didn't set up an impotence from here"

"Okay. More than that. Definitely a gin... no, Eira and Kathea too. Never 'give it to me'. That's our country's loss."

"Really. I'll hit the best I can."

"... this will never get our country out of its current situation"

Jens was having dinner with the three of us.

"The food at the Imperial Castle is delicious!

"Delicious."

"The fish is fresh, the juice is sourced, I guess it's rich in seasonings"

Jen thought he sometimes just had a trade transfer gate (Warp Gate).

"Tea is delicious."

Drinking green tea after a meal, Jen had fuzzy questions about the trade.

"... what's going on with the funds to buy these goods?

Kathea also multiplied Jen's words.

"Oh, that, I was wondering, too. I wonder what you're paying for it?

The value of gold varies little in each country. The monetary economy in this world was gold-based.

Or no banknotes exist.

In an era Jen knows...... I mean around 3460 there were a lot of gold coins and silver coins issued before the war because of the continuing effects of the drastic depopulation caused by the Magic Wars, and the nations were taking it in and adjusting it.

What about this era?

"We can't issue currency in the Principality. I mean, if you pay in money, you lose money in the country."

Eira explained.

"I'm not familiar with it because I'm neglectful of the economy either. It seems that big countries are doing something like 'world conferences' between themselves to determine the currency to issue. Don't ask me about standards, okay?

"A world conference..."

Jen, who heard the word, had something emotional.

The World Conference advocated by Jens, which is probably still going on.

There's nothing to be proud of about this country.

To Eira's voice, Jen returned to me from her thoughts.

"I don't care what you think, I don't think we have the magic crystal or the artifact to match the magic guide."

"I think Eira is right. If you have not paid in currency, it means that you can exchange the equivalent goods…"

I don't know anything about such items.

"No way... I'm not a person."

"What!?

"Huh?"

Eira and Kathea reacted to the joking words Jen muttered softly.

"People... or..."

"You're encouraging prolific production... I thought you were trying to grow the population and make the country bigger..."

"Oh, come on, I was just kidding."

I just remembered the occasional stories I saw in the epoch about the missing shipment of the Nanban trade and the daughters who kidnapped (Kadowa) for the price of it...

"It's not funny because it's not an impossible story."

"But there's no one missing, is there? Even Cathea's brothers and sisters are decent, right?

"I don't know... I think..."

Toothless words returned.

"Oh, and then, because there are so many possibilities that I'm not really independent, and my country is sending me such supplies with compassion."

Jen opens his thoughtful theory to fix it, but it wasn't convincing at all.

So, I'll try to change the subject forcefully.

"... because you're in King's Capital, you're also an ant to take the opportunity and ask around."

I don't dare ask because I feel like even asking Paellova or Jed is going to make fun of me, Jen said.

Because there's nothing to gain from making the relationship worse.

"Right, right"

I agree with you about that.

Kathea and Eira also agreed.

"He... why don't you ask around Gloma?

When Jen said that, Eira looked blatantly disgusted.

"I hate him. Somehow, it's lightweight, and I don't know what you're thinking. There's no way a good wizard would want to come all the way to a country like this in the first place."

Jen had to laugh bitterly at the line.

"Ella, that's about you. You're putting it on the shelf, right?

"Huh?... uhh... maybe I do. But if I'm not happy with the status quo, he seemed satisfied."

"Oh, sure. You said," It's twice as powerful as that one I'm making right now. "I wonder if that's how luxurious materials can be used."

"You said that."

More and more frigid, Eira told me to throw up.

In the end, many things remained a mystery, and the night of the Mahareague went even further.