Scalfalot Family Martial Arts Development Department - Wolfe's Mansion, which began with the renovation of those two rooms, became larger today. because they took the wall with the adjacent room and added work space.
When Wolfe entered the mansion, Gouad and Jonas were just looking at the room.
"Oh, Wolfe's a tour of the building, too? I can't seem to find Lord Rossetti..."
"Darya is in the tower. Brother, I need to talk to you, would you like some time?
"Fine. It's got good green tea leaves in it, so let's just say so."
Gouid seems to be in a pretty good mood today. Ivano stops trying to make it to the guest room with a smile on his face.
"Dear Goood, if you'll excuse me, I don't want to speak with you."
That sleeve I said low, the bug proof granted cufflinks glow red.
As he narrowed his blue eyes, he turned his toes.
"Okay, well, let's change places"
It was in the back of the mansion, in a room where Wolfe and Dahlia had previously received attention about the Devil's Sword.
In a room with no windows, each taking a seat, Gouid hands together on the table. Behind that diagonal, Jonas stood silently. But I haven't erased the signs, as usual.
"Brother, actually..."
Wolfe cut it out without foreshadowing.
Explain that the eight-legged horse (Slapenil) ate the magically conferred green slime, the situation that followed, and if it can be generalized successfully, can it be used as a feed in the expedition of the squad, that's how.
When I finished talking, my brother's eyes slipped away from me next to mine.
"Ivano, except for this previous development participant and business member, the one from our stable, who knows this?
"I have a vet who has seen an eight-legged horse (Slapenil). I stopped talking."
"You're the vet in and out of our house, I hope. And the rest? Who supposedly was listening to the conversation at a commercial guild stable? Were there any outsiders at the stable?
"I don't think they asked me in the guild. I also spoke at the stable, so I was wondering if it was just someone involved with Master Scalfalotto. You've asked Marcella to stop you."
"Okay, re-circulation looks like it's coming out of me. Oh, Jonas, give Master Bernige a quick horse. Tell him I want to talk to him."
"Okay."
Jonas, who nodded deeply, leaves the room without any footsteps.
I was the one who was talking, but I saw my brother without being able to speak to him, as to why it was better to ask Ivano to confirm his confidentiality first, and why he needed to give Bernige an early horse - even though I thought so.
"Well, Volfredo......"
The gouad is a terribly gentle voice, calling his name without abbreviation. For some reason, my spine got cold.
"As promised before, I'm glad you talked to me right away. It would have been a pain in the ass since it spread. But if you're going to be with Lord Rossetti, you need to have a little more 'higher perspective' in the future."
"What does' high point of view 'mean?
"Good bait for an eight-legged horse (Slapenil), what happens if it can be mass produced?
"During the Expedition of the Demon Crusade Unit, the speed of travel increases. Increases the speed at which demons can be threatened. I also think it can be effectively used to transport sick people to the King's Capital or for supply lines."
"Right. It will be greatly desired not only by the Demonic Crusade Force, but also by the Knights, and transport officials. However, there are not as many eight-legged horses (Slapenil) as horses. Well, even if it increases in catches and imports from neighbouring countries, what we typically eat is hay and leaves in the grass. What can you possibly think of by this?
"Uh... the rampant capture of eight-legged horses (Slapenil), fears of engagement and the current system of horse breeding, negative impact on the feed production system, is it?"
"Exactly. Well, the cultivation of eight-legged horses (Slapenil) has the hands of the state to manage, and the breeders of horses can be encouraged to move to slime businesses, with subsidies to include eight-legged horses (Slapenil). So, beyond that, what do you think of Ivano?
If you look to the side, there was Ivano, a little blue.
"Military diversion, is it?
"That's right. Definitely think if you're at the top of the country. Horses that are horribly fast, don't need a meal or rest, people riding can go anywhere if they are a place where horses can walk. This cannot be a surprise assault. I wonder if I can take about twenty of them and take the Knights' senior demon mentor to the border fort. I don't know what would happen if the Dragon Knights came out."
To my brother, who says pale, I don't know how realistic it is.
Some danger is understandable.
But with that said, are not the senior wizards, magic swordsmen and demon stones of this country together in danger?
"As with Demon Stone, why don't you regulate it in the country, keep the production method secret (one thing), and make it a certain amount of production and sales? I was wondering if there would be any problems with the countries around us if we treated them the same way as Demon Stones."
"Wolf, there's no way other countries won't analyze it. Do you know how our demon stones are used in other countries in the first place?
"Isn't it the same usage as this country?
"That's not all. Use the Demon Stone of Fire to ignite a battle, use an icing (freezing) ring for assassination, icing in the opponent's mouth, put a few Demon Stones in a barrel, throw them and explode - that can happen. In the land of the desert, they approached the Emperor's Horned Camel, who blew himself up with fire and wind demon stones."
As I listened to my brother's words, my throat snarled.
I had no idea that the demonic stones and magic guides commonly used in this country were being used in such a way.
"The alias here in the Kingdom of Ordine is The Land of Demonic Stones. Neighbor Eriluchia is a 'cattle country'. In Erilchia, around the night, he uses a magic guide lamp and makes the roof of an outgrown livestock hut out of a waterproof cloth. Those who raise cows, horses, and sheep in the mountains will admire having three kinds: a waterproof cloth tent, a magic lamp, and a small magic stove. Among other things," Made in Rossetti "is popular."
Isn't Darya happy to hear that, or when it seemed that way, Ivano bowed his head?
"Sorry, it's my shallow"
"No, it would be normal for merchants to export goods to other countries and pass the name of the Chamber of Commerce. It's just a story that went around faster than I expected."
I don't see why he's making an apology.
Seems like the only one left behind, and Wolfe remembers the raid. As if he had seen it through, his brother continued in a low voice.
"Don't you see, Wolf? In Erilchia, there are much more eight-legged horses (Slapenil) than in this country. You'll want that solid food making so much that your hands can get out of your throat. And what that country, which places importance on animals and demons, wants more is its' developers'. If you want further development, you'll want to use any hand to take it into the country."
"... it is!
I didn't even put it in the corner of my head, such as my relationship with my neighbor and the importance I attached to livestock production.
"Brother, I - I don't want to do anything that would endanger Darya. Should we give this up?
I want to use it as a demon crusade force, but I definitely don't want to imitate it that would endanger her.
"I'm not telling you to give up. Anything you could have done once would have turned around sooner or later, and emergency use should have been for you. That's right... the operation of an emergency eight-legged horse (Slapenil) for transporting the sick, and the limited quantity reserved as an" eight-legged horse (Slapenil) dedicated extra potion "for this purpose, I guess. All you have to do is pretend to be trial and error in your research and let it penetrate over time, right? If you can diminish the effect, there are ways to start with it."
"I see..."
"This time, our arms department alone is in danger. Future research venues and development destinations will be discussed with the different factions of Berniege. All you have to do is take in around an alchemist who is resistant to medicinal herbs. Of course, if it's profitable, I'll give it to the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce. Be sure to pay the honorary portion of the disguised destination with money and other costs. What do you say, Ivano?
"Thank you. I would like to leave this matter to Master Gouid -"
"Brother, so, is Darya safe?
Unexpectedly asked, Gouid loosened his mouth. Turn to yourself as those eyes look at the child.
"This time, yeah. But I'm sure we'll have to be careful in the future. Do you want to know how to protect Lord Rossetti in the future?
"Yes, please"
"There are three ways. One, stop all noticeable development"
"Darya is an excellent magician. You can't do that."
"I guess. Then it's the second. Take refuge in the country or a noble nobleman. You just have to be a dedicated demon conductor for the Knights of the Royal Castle, not a consultant to the Demon Crusade Squad. I'll recommend it if you want. And then there's the hiring of a noble nobleman to become a magic conductor. Freedom will go down, but yes, you won't be able to do it."
"If I can, I want Dahlia to make the magic equipment she thinks I can..."
"So here's the third one. Marry Lord Rossetti. Give us all the freedom we can, and we will defend our clan and faction, with all our might."
"Brother, you're joking too much!
It made me shout.
But I'm not gooed, Ivano, laughing, or surprised. Only a little bit worse.
"I'm not kidding. I am the noble guardian of Lord Rossetti. If we stay part of this, we can protect you without a problem."
"Then there is also the hand of an adopted child."
"Then I will be your sister if my father adopts her, and your niece if I adopt her. In that case, I won't be able to marry you."
"Come on, stop teasing me... that's not how me and Darya relate"
Hi. My brother is too much of a joke about this hand.
So is Jonas, but I want you to stop making fun of yourself with Dahlia.
"Well, then let's do that. Adoption is the fourth option. Lord Rossetti will always be your connector."
"Um, are you sure it's ours?
"That's fine, too, Master Zildo, but if you ask, Master Grato will also shake his neck vertically. That would be the daughter of the traditional Marquis. On top of safety, there is also an increased likelihood of finding good luck in the future. It's a long way to go."
"Really..."
"For now, you go and give Lord Rossetti this pause and explanation. Ivano needs to talk to me about my work, so I'm gonna borrow it."
Wolf turns his gaze to Ivano next door. I made sure he nodded and thanked my brother.
"Okay. Thank you for your time, brother."
I should have been careful, but my voice really went up.
"Ivano, you're a face with something to say."
When Wolfe dropped him off, there were only two of us in the room.
I also feel a little used to talking to nobles, except for Gouid.
Even as he felt strange tension, Ivano did not hesitate to open his mouth.
"Dear Goood, I was wondering if it might be a little tight around to Master Wolfe."
"Well, I can't help but be cute. I wonder why you won't admit it so hard."
"Some operas take a while to get started."
"If there is a guarantee that it will end in a large circle, I will gladly wait. But it is true that if we proceed with this one in the name of Lord Rossetti, it will be in danger. It just stands out when you keep standing so far. It's strange that there's only a waterproof cloth that's been developed so far, so much so that everyone thinks."
Blue eyes chilled a step.
Looking straight back at it, Ivano answers with a smile.
"Until now, the chairman's father was protecting the chairman."
"'Carlo Rossetti', Lord Rossetti's only family... I know his name, but may I ask what he was like?
"Yes, Mr. Carlo was a very skilled magician, a very good man and a very good father"
About Carlo's magic equipment, that he was helped at work, that he was strong in alcohol, that he cherished and raised Dahlia both as his daughter and as a magic guide -
I don't have a problem telling anyone, it's all about what's coming, but Gouid never stopped, and he was listening quietly.
When he finished talking, he nodded deeply only once.
"Looks like you had a much wider back, Lord Rossetti's father."
"Yeah, me and the others haven't arrived yet. No, you can't, even if you're the same age as Carlo."
That's what Ivano really means.
Carlo was a floating, windy man.
I was always surrounded by people and I couldn't stop laughing. Getting a baron didn't put that on my nose, it wasn't the same as when I was a common man. Then there was also strength to cover his companions from the unspeakable aristocrats.
Though there was a maid, she didn't even remarry, she just raised Darya to be a single magic conductor by herself.
I don't know about the engagement I recommended to my daughter, but maybe she was thinking about the rest of her time.
Though I could not hear it from Carlo.
Moving his gaze to serenity, the silver-haired lord had his eyes on the door.
I know what I'm caring about Wolf, so I can take it.
Realizing his gaze, he laughed uncommonly and vaguely.
"I feel a little sympathy for my brother. Pray for the day to follow your back."