Magic Gems Gourmet

Another hour and a little time pass, but there's no sign of Majorica coming back.

However, Ain was never free. Because I had many opportunities to deal with commonsense merchants and millionaires visiting beneath him, saying hello.

I don't know how many more, but two men are approaching.

Ain, who was surrounding the table, saw the appearance and corrected his residence, turning his face.

(That guy...)

One looks familiar. It was Garvi, a merchant who said the survival of a town mayor who was supposed to have seven when he took to Birdland at the time of the Heim war.

He looks older than he was then.

He came with a scepter, with a magnificent knight to accompany him next door, and broke his hips deeply in front of Ain.

"Long time no see, Your Highness"

There are not many opportunities for Ain to have a conversation with Garvi. Because during the Heim war, only when I was stationed in Birdland.

"Welcome. Lord Garvey seems to be doing well."

"Of course it is. My lord saved me, but I'm not soft enough to be driven away by the waves. - Well, it's been a long time, my Lord Guard Officer."

Speaking to Dill, whom Garvi refrained next to Ain.

Then the knight he was accompanying also opens his mouth again.

"Lord Garvi, I must now call you His Excellency the General"

"I see Lord Rendle is right. Excuse me, Your Excellency, General Grayshire."

"I'm definitely even the Guardian, so don't worry about it. Long time no see, Lord Rendle."

"Yeah, since I met you at the post-war heim."

Ein was listening to the conversation.

When you look over at Dill, a story I don't know? and send a gaze.

Because no matter how much I thought about it, it was a story I'd never put in my ear.

"As Lord Rendle said, after the war, I was seeing you at work in Heim."

Rendle breaks his knee after Dill explains this.

"I'll see you first. My name is Rendle. He has been in Rockdam since before the Heim War, and has been saved by His Excellency Marshal Grayshire."

"Oh, nice to meet you. I couldn't afford to say hello at the time either. I wanted to apologize for running around the soil without permission."

"It's outrageous! It is the sense of benevolence that makes no difference to what was then!

"It would help if you told me that."

and Ain reached out to Rendle.

Let's shake hands, I don't have to tell you the thoughts that come from the tricks. But is that allowed to me, to the extent of a general?

Rendle got lost, but at the end of the day he took the hand.

Believe me, failure to respond to the generosity directed will be further disrespectful.

Stand up as you are, then bow your head once now and then open your mouth again.

"I was so lost in greeting you earlier."

"Uh, why?

"I am running for the ritual of selecting Rockdam Heads of State. It would not be welcome for Ishtarika to greet His Highness on this occasion"

Though I said so.

"There will be evil pushers, but I don't care."

Speaking out strong and clear, Ein was reliable and captivated the heart of General Rendle.

That's the third time.

He bowed his head again and revealed his gratitude.

"Unfortunately, it seems that those who are not the two prime ministers will be heads of state."

"Lord Rendle... if you say so, I am the pitiful one"

"How can you feel sorry for Lord Garvey?

"I can't help wondering if Your Highness is in doubt. If you give me a reason, it's because I'm the reason why Birdland merchants have lost their influence compared to before."

"But Lord Garvi!

Maybe Rendle throws words at the taste of food.

"I'm glad you care, but this is all the same"

with her cheeks distorted into sorrow.

Garvi mocked himself for his impudence.

"Does Your Highness know what this birdland is made of?

"Of course, I learned it many times when I was young."

"It's an honor. As I'm sure you know, then, this is where Birdland ended more than a hundred years ago, when the entire continent was engulfed in war. The signing of the end of the war and the neutrality of the land alone did not give rise to a single Head of State."

Ain nodded and replied.

"But we need a summariser. That's why we divided the city into townships, and we set up that compiler in the form of a town mayor. But that equilibrium was lost once in the Heim War."

Garvi said at the time that he struggled.

In the midst of the reconstruction, he spared no time in his sleep to regain an orderly system and fulfilled his duty as a surviving mayor.

But the problem was that the equilibrium was lost.

Hence...

(Has the system seen a change in the consciousness of the merchants?)

It wasn't hard to imagine that change. I guess what the merchants who were in the midst of rebuilding were looking for was not a compiler to be called a town manager.

Finally a clear strong man.

It also craved those who were good at their power as merchants.

That said, the original Birdland mayor has a history of powerful merchants being selected. The only problem is the depth of scarring in the Heim war......

"Momentum and youth are worth no less than gold. For those who craved a new era, the Golden Route must have been like a Savior."

Like the battle for the throne in the palace, for example.

This man named Garvi lost his temper and came to a position similar to that of a nobleman who had lost his power struggle.

He said it was for that reason that Birdland was born today.

"That said, I have no complaints about the fact that this town is flourishing. If you admit Bayolf's arm, there's only one fact that concerns you."

Go back to the reason I said I felt sorry for you earlier.

"You think that's about the Rockdam Head of State selection?

"You're right. Whatever I say now is a loser howl. After the war, the newly elected mayors and I have no qualms to complain about. So if you think it's an old body alarm."

"Tell me. Lord Garvey is concerned for whatever reason."

"..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Only Birdland must be neutral."

"I knew it," Ein said briefly.

Then he nods right away and exchanges his gaze with old Garvi.

"When that man, who has great influence in Birdland, was chosen. It is no exaggeration to say that from that moment on the continent's equilibrium will be lost."

Then the rendle.

"Even for me, if Rockdam is going to flourish, I have no complaints. But Bayolf had a tough side, and I was afraid that everyone would follow the changes he would make."

"Well, so is the current Chancellor."

"You were right... Your Highness, this is all we're talking about. He's a prime minister running for head of state with me, but he no longer has the energy to fight Bayolf. - No, I should say I intentionally put the blade away."

"I mean, you put your hands together?

"I don't know. Just..."

He said the Prime Minister and Rendle had garnered a lot of support.

It was not until a short time after Baiolf ran for office that the change came to the situation, and the Chancellor lost momentum as if he could lurk the ringing, and from the side, he said, it seemed that he was also giving up.

Nowadays, he says, he's just lazily active, driven by a sense of duty.

"If only Madame were here"

Words that Garvi accidentally leaked.

Hmm? And Ain hoisted his eyebrows.

"He is an undefeated woman in the battle of the Golden Blade, crossed by several times, without ever having been soiled by the land transport champion and Lord Graff.... After the war, I sent many letters, all of which I refused to help."

But it is doubtful.

The opponent is a golden route, a man named Bayolf.

I was wondering if I would end up being a famous Madam.

It is according to Madame's information I have heard that Ein thinks this way. I hear she was defeated in her son's power struggle with Bayolf and kicked out in such a way that they would take over the Chamber of Commerce.

If so, did you deal with her where she was?

(No, is it influential)

Then I might not have been in a situation like this.

With this thought, I also thought it was a muscle to rely on -.

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I couldn't meet Graf at the party venue.

He was also busy meeting with someone he knew, and he had been collecting information and didn't have time for it.

Majorica is also still in conversation with Bayolf when Ain leaves the venue.

In the end, after talking to Garvi and Rendle, I was on my way back to the inn early.

- - The next morning, outside a certain Chamber of Commerce building.

Those who had just left the building were now about to return to the carriage.

"You've got a good land to buy"

At the end of Ein's gaze, who said so, is Graf, who rubbed his beard satisfactorily.

He has a round parchment in his hand, and this is a letter of rights. Here in Birdland's first class, it belongs to a large piece of land that was for sale, and the cost is commensurately high.

"Land is power. That's the same thing for our merchants. We have deliberately brought many carriages for this."

"Already, Grandpa..."

Hearing the sighing voice of his granddaughter who was accompanying him, Graf was good at it.

"Krone, don't look so frightened. Would you have seen the receptionist's face? Just look at me and be surprised at that sad face I immediately showed you. He was surprised to learn that he was an Augusto Chamber of Commerce grapher, and then he was reluctant to know who he didn't like. I thought this was gonna happen anyway, so I piled up some money!

"Nevertheless, you used to sell that land."

"Ha, ha, ha! Your Highness, that was because they were alarmed!

"Alarm?"

"The land that Non held was first class facing the boulevard. It was also obvious that the golden route was craving, compared to the land on which the surrounding buildings soared. Earlier the Chamber of Commerce looked into something that had nothing to do with the Golden Route, but it was the best land for them to connect with the Golden Route."

"You said you were finally decorating your guests. I don't have a hobby for decorating contributions."

"Right. Perhaps he was thinking of selling to the Golden Route at a discount less than what he had paid."

Graph did just a few things to make this purchase.

One is time, now at a time when there are many afternoon guests.

The other, he said, is by exploiting the nature of the merchant.

The last thing I did was make a cash summary and sign on the spot.

"It's important that there were other customers besides Nong. There are no special customers attached and there are no special conditions to note. It would be another way not to sell for the amount offered there. But earlier the Chamber of Commerce chose a reputation. If a merchant who doesn't sell a product to a customer isn't worth it, if there's a chamber of commerce that sells similar products, the customer will turn to another chamber of commerce."

"So, do you mean instant cash to fold?"

"If Noh, the chairman, signs, there will be no escape."

He therefore looked satisfied.

He seems in such a good mood and good mood right now that he's likely to even be on the balls with his land rights statement.

But inadvertently, I stop at the voice I hear from behind me.

"Please wait! Lord Graff!

It was a magnificent man in the sight of the three people who turned around.

Flip a luxurious cape and run over out of breath.

"What's wrong? If it's about the land."

"Oh, that's not true...... ugh! I am the president of this Chamber of Commerce..."

That's what I said. A man took out his business card and handed it to Graf.

"You're asking Non for a mouthful anyway, aren't you? After all, that land wasn't for sale."

".................. no"

"I would have even had a business meeting with the Golden Route behind it anyway, but still the deficiencies of your lords who did not lower the goods. There's no reason for this nonsense to cooperate."

"It was a matter of death and death even for us."

"If it's a matter of death, why didn't you lower it?"

"It's... I don't know about a chamber of commerce where I can buy that land... I didn't know that at a time like this, it would be any more immediate for someone like Lord Graff -"

Too much appetite for visitors.

The other merchant is never stupid either, Graf thinks so.

It is not often necessary for the Augusto Chamber of Commerce, a continent that crosses the sea and makes a name for itself, to bother to base itself in Birdland with large sheets.

Even if there were, I'm glad I don't have as much money to pay as I do today.

Whatever merchant you are supposed to think so, there is no reason why the other man should have been caught off guard.

Graf looks softly at Ain and exchanges eyes with him.

"We'll have time in a few minutes. If it's fruitful, we can talk about it later at the inn where Noon stays."

"It helps!

"Now, I wonder how much you'll put away. The land would be an intermediary anyway? I expect you to deduct a few minutes from the fees you were supposed to get."

"Ha... That's a land transport champion... I know if I can, I'll let you study"

"Fine. I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'll be waiting for you now..."

"It's okay. I'm the one who said he wanted to come with me, so I'm waiting for Krone in the carriage."

That said, Ein leaves Graf for the carriage.

Chris, who was waiting outside the carriage, called out to welcome you home.

"I'm home. Anything wrong?

"Welcome home. This one was quiet."

There are Dill and Marco, and there are other knights. There are other appearances of such millionaires, but the carriage Ain would have caught his eye among them.

"How was the store?

"I thought Mr. Graff was amazing. I've seen some fancy shopping."

"Hahaha, you're like showing your head in Ishtarika too"

"That sort of thing. I was just supposed to wait... that"

That moment I hung my foot on the edge in an attempt to get in the carriage.

Looking into the alley just beside him, there was a carriage that had been pulled over with its body tilted.

"I wonder if something's happened"

I was wondering if it was an accident.

When I narrowed my eyes, I saw an old woman arming herself by the carriage and an old warrior hanging by the wheel for maintenance.

It was with an old woman on board, driven by a desire to lend a hand.

It's right next door, and I'm running out of time.

So Dill didn't say no, either, but refrained next to Ain, who walked out.

"Are you all right?

Speaking up, the old woman and the old warrior turned around.

"... as long as you're ashamed, it looks like the wheels are damaged"

"This is what happens when you go out for a long time, so I knew you should pull into the house. Damn, the party's been here all day, and it's a disaster."

"Who was the cause of that mistake"

"You don't have a choice. I'm stuck in the mansion, so I don't feel like a day of the week."

Next to strangely lavish conversations.

Ain pulled his cheeks apart, but approached the wheel.

Apparently, the wheels are just cracked.

"I'll fix it."

"but without a replacement wheel"

"Never mind, I'll fix it right away"

Ain then laid his hand on the wheel, using the power of the dry adds to produce the roots of the tree.

When wrapped around a wheel, it instantly repairs.

"Ah Ra... that's not awesome"

When the old woman says so and takes out the leather bag, she hands something to Ain.

"I'll give you candy."

"... Oh, thank you"

Are you going to thank me?

I wondered if the thanks for fixing the wheels were candy, Dill, but the old warrior seemed to think the same thing and I feel sorry for him.

Hold your head, where you stood, to the old woman.

"Then I won't thank you."

"Hey, it's like a habit, a habit. In the meantime, boy, I'd like to thank you, so I was wondering if you could give me some contact information or something."

"It's okay. I got candy."

"Oh, you're not a good boy, you know how important candy is."

"He's just taking care of me"

"But he's not a good kid. I'm sorry, though, that it's just candy."

I'm so glad I didn't thank you.

I just ran into him by accident, and I just fixed the wheel with the force I used without any concern. I'm not even a little tired, and I just had time to get to my feet.

How shall I say no?

To where I was lost, the voice of Graf heard from behind.

"Your Highness, I've kept you waiting... ma..."

Then he looked at the old woman and the old warrior and stopped and opened his eyes.

Surprisingly, I eventually lose my word.

"This is surprising, I didn't know we were going to see each other here"

The old warrior was surprised, but spins the words differently from the graph.

Go on.

"It's not a graph. Wait, I was just about to talk to this kid about the importance of candy."

"Huh."

"Right, kid?"

"No... so... eh? The importance of candy?

"So, Graf, wait a minute."

And Ain, who said "eh" twice, was bewildered. So was Dill, who was an escort.

Against the contextless words spoken by the old woman.

And also to the fact that the old woman spoke plainly of Graf's name.

"Sweet stuff is important to get your head working. That's why I handed out candy to my men. I used to make you lick a lot of candy when you took Graf as your apprentice. Isn't it?

"Exactly... Madam (,,), how could you be here... ugh!?

"I just care about the details. Ugh, that's why I'm old. Oh, look, I'll give you some candy, so you can lick it."

Is she Madame? Ayn, surprised by a sudden situation, turns to Dill.

Doing so, Madame threw candy at Graf. When he receives candy cleverly, he carries it naturally into his mouth, as he follows old memories.

There was a refreshing sobriety in the sweetness, and the sense of misery turned my heart.

"What I'm trying to say is that candy and thank you are important. Isn't it?

"Relevance is unclear, but it's not wrong."

The old woman who heard the old warrior's reply looked satisfied.

"Fine then. So give Boy your contact details..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Madam frowned from the way in and put her arms together.

Strangely. When you think about it as if you missed something, at the end of the day, you photograph the graph into your sight.

For more than a dozen seconds, she stopped moving as it was.

"Something's wrong."

Eventually, I was happy.

When I opened my eyes wide, I looked at Graf's face and opened my big mouth.

Raise your voice abruptly.

"Huh - not a disciple who was subtly incapable!? Graf, you! When were you here?

Madam's stunned voice wooded in the alley with a daunting attitude that made me want to see what the interaction had been until a few seconds before.