Magic Gems Gourmet

(Can't... Subtly Can't...)

Disgusting but confusing.

In the meantime, I knew this old woman was Madame. Because it does have products, and at first glance it never looked like a nobleman's hideout.

It's just that the story that Graf couldn't do it caught my interest.

Naturally, when I was in Heim.

He is a mighty man who has even appeared at the head of his head since he crossed to Istarica. To be honest, Ein doesn't know anyone with more business talent than Graf.

"He doesn't look well."

"Madam, I'm relieved you're not feeling well."

"Life in the country is wonderful. If you retire, try living in the country."

"It's also fascinating, but I'm comfortable with my current home (King Ishtarika). Now I'm thinking of living the same place for the rest of my life."

"Oh yeah? I'm glad you're having fun."

She was just worried when she heard Graf disappeared, but then she laughed when she found out she was in Ishtarika, and she guessed if that was a plan.

Then Madame looks satisfied.

"Well, I'm going home!

Leave a word to leave everyone behind.

Didn't you get into the carriage in no time?

"Yee-haw..."

Graf also puts his hand on his forehead next to Ain, who was taken aback.

An old warrior who crooked his cheeks with sorrow against both of them.

But Madame looked back unexpectedly.

"I'll give you this. It's been a long time since I've been able to advise my disciples."

"Hey, I'll take it"

"Honest and good boy, I'll give you some candy because it's great"

Thus Graf received a single envelope and new candy. Graf also carried it to his mouth like a habit and looked at the envelope with an indescribable face.

"I'm just here to see your face, so I'm satisfied. Now that you're in the boarding house, if you feel like it. I'll serve you as much tea and candy as you want."

And finally, say it.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang (,,,,) can also ask me in a letter if there is something I don't understand in that child's description. I'll tell you as much as I can about commerce. Thank you for this."

Said he knew who Ain was, and now he's getting in the carriage.

An old warrior who saw it lowered his head slightly against the two of them.

He immediately went to the carriage and lowered his back to the seat of his lord.

"Then excuse me."

Short as a cut up.

But I left a few unfortunate people behind.

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Ain was in his room when he returned to the inn.

Sitting back in the living room, enjoying lunch with Krone and Chris, who sat face to face, not long after.

As if I predicted a fit when I finished cleaning out the dishes.

"Sorry, hey, I was busy yesterday"

Majorica, who visited the room, apologized first at the opening.

Last night, I was planning to share information on what we could have talked about after the party if we were due, but I was busy like Majorica said, so I decided to change the venue.

And today.

I came to the right time after noon.

"I was able to go back to the inn when the day changed... so to speak"

Majorica said Krone to Ain, and when Chris's three didn't sit down in the right seat.

"Here you go. It's good information as much as it's worth changing the day."

"Can I see it?

"Yes, Your Highness first."

Unstring the larger envelope handed to you.

What I took out was a bunch of sheets of paper.

"- Heh."

and Ain leaked his voice shortly after through his eyes on the paper.

Krone sitting face-to-face with him is only calmly waiting for him to finish reading. Chris, on the other hand, looks at the face he was laughing with pleasure and doesn't care what he's thinking.

"Mr. Majolica"

"Yes, sir?

"As soon as we have a conversation, this material?

"That's right. I guess you knew you could ask anyway. They handed me the material first and told me to read it first."

"I am well prepared. It would be the best business if it were as it says, and you know what?"

Ain then turns away from the material.

"Do the Krone and the others read too?

"Enough?

"I've had enough. Now that I know what I'm after, I think it's okay to pack the details later. - Look, Chris was looking at me like he read it."

"Shit, no! I am that! Because Ein was up to something and he looked like that...!

"Hmm, too bad"

"............... what do you mean?

"I mean, I was just trying to figure out what was inside Bayolf."

Still a word that bothers me enough......

Standing up Ain handed the material to Krone, still a little, twitching his fingers between Chris's brows, who didn't stop looking suspiciously at each other, pushing him.

"If you read it, you'll see."

Chris put his hand between the brows where his hand was pressed.

Slightly dissatisfied, he first decided to follow his words and nodded. It wasn't long before Ain answered with a grin when he saw it.

When I sit back in my seat, I turn to Majorica.

"Problem is, I don't know, unacceptable license terms."

"The amount of money requested is enormous. I don't care how much the latest technology tells me, I don't think Ishtalika can snort that it's just as demanding."

"I had some anticipation. Mr. Warren said he'd be able to blow it."

"Naturally, the amount will go down in the negotiations."

"You can say this is a substantial rejection. If there's an Inhuman in need of treatment, we'll have to cross the ocean and get treatment on this continent."

Go where you two were talking.

Says Krone, who has finished reading the touch.

"The golden route looks like a good business as reputed. It says here that Ishtarika doesn't care which way she replies."

Even if Ishtarika responds, or if a reduction request passes.

At the very least, it has not changed from the amount written in the dossier to a huge amount where it has been reduced.

Then it's when I refused...

Even here, as long as there are treatment hopefuls to visit from Ishtal, the continent, they make money. Moreover, it is not difficult to keep the technology secret without having to provide equipment and such to Ishtarika.

As for Ain, he also wants to set up a trading venue. But the thing called gold is finite, and Ishtarika's tax revenues are also unacceptable to use like hot water.

It doesn't matter if it's a big country.

(It seems that the reception of patients from Ishtarika is okay. … then)

Sometimes from another direction, you can move for an Inhuman who needs treatment.

When someone comes out with symptoms that cannot be treated unless the golden route is a secret technique, it is the construction of a route to Birdland that will be immediately transferred to the Heim Autonomy.

Without a doubt, this will not cost more than getting technical assistance.

With all due respect, the compromise proposal seemed best this time around.

Unlike at a young age, Ein also knows how much money will be spent on research.

(So much sooner you throw the amount you pay for the technical offering into the research as it is)

It was also conceived for a reason, partly because there is not so much urgency for the Inhumans who will need treatment. For example, the injured person with severe bleeding must be rushed every minute and every second. but when it comes to this treatment, there is no need for that rush.

"Krone"

"Yeah... I don't think I have a choice. Warren and the others will decide from here on out, so you'll make the right decision before we do."

She also lays her eyes down remorsefully.

I don't think the term "choice of life" is preferable, but there are times when Ain and Krone, who will eventually be queen, have to look at the big picture.

Though at the bottom of my mind I am filled with the desire to receive technical assistance in response to the deal.

We have to think about the funding that would be needed for other studies that would now be left to be done.

Think about it over and over, but this time it's not for patients who need it urgently.

So let's do something that will benefit the patient by other means, made me think so strongly.

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New visitors to the evening, where they were indulgent in their own rooms.

"Your Highness, are you free tomorrow?

It was Graf who came to visit, and Ain't got "no particular plans," he replied after checking with Krone in response to a sudden inquiry.

"Is something wrong?"

"Your Highness would like to join us in Madame's mansion."

"It's pretty sudden again. Maybe you should call me right after that?

"As you can guess. Madame's mansion was about three hours away from Birdland by carriage, and I sent her a letter right after that. Then Grandpa - there was a warrior there earlier, but Madam's escort came all the way to the Inn. I was wondering if you could come to Madame's mansion tomorrow."

Though I think it's another rare way to call him Grandpa, Ain't no hesitation in going to Madam's Mansion.

Nor did I hate her simply because her personality was extravagant, but I felt worthy of the opportunity to talk to Graf's master.

"I also got some painful advice, and I was going to go ask you about its sincerity. Your Highness may be free, but if you're interested..."

"I'll go. I'm interested in Mr. Graff's master."

Subsequent consultations determined only Marco who would accompany him.

All the others will await Ain's return in the Inn.

Because he hated being conspicuous, Ain decided to leave the inn in a light disguise, borrowing a robe of magic equipment from Graf.

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The departure was also worn by Graf in the same robe as Ein.

So does Marco, and the three of them also look like just travelers at first glance.

As soon as I left the inn, the dim sky also came near the border between Birdland and the street, I could see the morning sun rising in the distance.

Ain't blocked the dazzle of the morning sun with his hands and looked around.

It's not a carriage, it's easy to see around along the way with every horse.

Houses sparse around here in the outskirts of the city. The atmosphere is also idyllic and rural.

There are few large buildings, and the financial power of the merchants falls proportionately.

In addition to the simplification of the store structure, an array of products such as those seen in the Port Town Round Heart in the past can be seen in sight.

"Me, I've licked demon stones before. Yeah, it's a cheap demon stone stuffed in a crate."

Crumb demon stone for filling good demon props.

Watching that even made me nostalgic.

But that's not all this time.

"If you're a birdland, you can throw and sell like that."

And, Graf.

It's the same crate he pointed his finger at. But it's the crate of all sorts of magic props that got stuffed.

"Heh... even demon props"

"But most of them won't work properly. That's the sales format preferred by those who like to take parts, or look for excavations. If you're interested, drop by."

Pull the reins of the horse you've been letting walk, and head for the open air. On the roof of the cloth, a crate with many places on the ground has the rusticity to suit this idyllic city view.

"Hello! All of us are 600G!

"Yasu"

"Of course you are, traveler! It's all broken, so it's natural!

"I see... can I see it?

"Of course!

It was in a crate, such as a proverbial magic prop or necklace in your hand. There is no unification whatsoever, and it just creates a look that should be packed.

But do you think your manhood will be tickled?

Ain't interest in watching doesn't fade, and the way he fishes a crate is also like a toddler.

The two Graf and Marco watching from behind laugh.

I was delighted that Prince Rin usually enjoyed it.

- I don't have anything in particular I want.

Somewhat fun.

I wonder if I could buy one or so to thank you for entertaining me. And it's 600G anyway, and I just considered buying it as a sight to see.

Unwittingly.

"............... this"

Without any concern, be invited.

A demonic prop in the form of a pen grabbed by Ain's hand.

"It doesn't work anyway, do you mind?

"Oh, oh..."

As with Ain, who was slightly surprised, Marco sharply narrowed his eyes away.

There's no sign that anyone but the two of us is aware of how it is.

"Yes, Maido! Here you go again -!

Ein, who took the money out of his own purse and came back, said, "Sorry to keep you waiting," at the usual rate.

"Let's come."

Ain lurked his eyebrows as he proceeded behind the graph that advanced his horse.

Go where you're looking at the pen.

No sound, Marco packed the distance to sneak in.

"I'll keep it."

"No, I already destroyed the impurities inside."

"I know, but still."

Marco receives the pen half forcefully and turns his consciousness straight to the earlier outdoor store.

Ein, who understood his intentions, tells him to forgive.

"Questioning doesn't make sense. It was a coincidence that I took the magic item, and I think it was a coincidence that the owner purchased it."

In other words, the magic props I purchased were accidentally dropped into that crate.

In addition, the expectation was closer to certainty, but the impurities felt as if they had been planted later. If so, it is presumed that it was aimed at those who accidentally purchased it in an outdoor store.

"What the hell kind of movement did impurities make?

"It wasn't a big move, but a trace amount of magic was moving on its own towards my demon stone. It's not demonic or interracial magic."

"That's a strange story, but oddly enough, I remember such magic. Isn't that the same technology created by the Chamber of Commerce we're talking about?"

I think so too, Ain't nodded when I said this.

Close your eyes and arm on the horse.

(I know you were trying to do something to my demon stone... but what's the reason if the golden route was ripping me apart? If the aim was interracial, was it deliberately to increase the number of patients? No, it's too far away for that)

There are few interracials on this continent in the first place.

Demonic props purchased by chance in an outdoor store. It was interracial that got it, a pointless trick unless magic influenced the Demon Stone as planned, and less flavorful in trying to make more patients make money.

At last, the aim was not clear.

I wonder what effect you wanted to have due to the demonic props that were scattered with discards.

"I don't know, this"

"What's clear is that the golden route is likely doing something backwards. This is not the case if the demonic props were accidentally mixed up earlier."

"I'm sure it's intentional, right? I felt like I was behind it."

"Then -"

"Well, I'm pretty sure you're doing something backwards."

I'm not sure I should talk.

Except if Ishtarika has been done something, you shouldn't speak carelessly because you are a person from a different country, that is also Prince Wang. However, certain hunches that have plundered the back of the brain contain darkness that you can honestly no longer ignore.

- Ein looked up at the sky as he advanced his horse and mocked himself for noticing another troublesome story.