My First Trip was to Another World

Finished a street of work and assembled in front of the counter. We're going into price negotiations.

In this case, there is also no zero chance of selling at all. Because there is also a risk of obstruction from the church in Milgia. When that happens, I want to ensure that the profits are maximized.

"I'll take care of it today. How much for everything?

If you sell in Mirzia, you trade in Mirzia gold coins. If you exchange that for Alencia gold coins, you will incur about 10% of the loss. As a result, when it's a rule at an outdoor store, profits are reduced.

It's risky, but it's more profitable for me to buy and sell. If we succeed, we should generate considerable profits. If I fail...... I don't think about that. I will sell out the products I bought.

"... it's been quite a bit ~? Are you sure?

You can sell it on consignment, right?

Marie says worryingly. Consignment is the outdoor method.

"What are you going to do with less profit, even though it increases the risk? You don't have to worry about me when I get back from purchasing in Mirzia."

Salt is cheap in Mirzia. It's pretty expensive in Alencia, so it would be a big profit if you bought it in bulk.

Besides, the Cyclops leather should be in a big bargain by now. Now is the only time to make a purchase in Mirzia.

"I wish that was the case... I'll leave it to you ~"

I got 10% off my original selling price. It's expensive considering it's purchase value, but it doesn't sell at the price of the store here. It's a land where the market for magic props doesn't exist, so it's my freedom to value how much.

The magic props I bought were for about 1,000 pieces of gold in total. It hurts pretty bad if you can't sell it.

In case you couldn't sell it in Mirzia, take it to the United Kingdom of Gaza and sell it. It would be less profitable than selling in Mirzia, but better than selling out.

I paid gold coins and received three magic bags containing magic props. The inventory says it, but I don't know in detail what's in it. I guess if I had something interesting, I'd make it my own. Let's take a look at the inventory later.

Before you leave Marie's shop, let's make a request here as well. Mass production of our magic props.

The subjects to be mass produced are blowers and cameras for cleaning, straws with water coming out, and whitening rings. We have other things to do, so I want to leave mass production for sale to someone.

"I want you to make this and sell it on our behalf."

"Instead...... is it?

"Oh. I'll take care of the pricing. We just need 10% on sales."

If this works, you don't have to do anything to get the money, complete the dream system. It's hard to achieve. We really need skilled craftsmen we can trust.

In that regard, I wouldn't worry about Mr. Marie. It's Claire's mother, and we know who she is.

"Is that all you need? I usually take more ~?"

"No problem. Throw them all round. That's all I need.

And if possible, I want the way it's made to be secret. I can't help it if it's imitated. "

I won't stop strong. It doesn't hurt anything to find out, because it's an easy magic trick.

The camera is special, but it's just done thanks to old man O'Malley. I can't say it's all our achievement. That's why it's hard to tell you to keep it a secret.

"If you don't tell me, I won't tell anyone ~"

"Then I'll leave a note on how to make it. I asked for it."

"Okay. Ah. I'll work hard to make it ~"

Marie held her fist in front of her chest and said forcefully.

"I don't just want you to make it, I want you to sell it..."

"Good luck..."

Oh, you're not willing to work hard if you sell it. Maybe it's better if we sell and walk on a regular basis.

All the errands I had planned at Marie's store were over. Let's check with Claire, too.

"Claire, do you have any other business?

"There isn't. In the first place, I'm just here to show you my face. I didn't think you were so messed up..."

Claire turned her palms toward heaven, sighing and shaking her neck to the side.

"Right... I didn't think so either. We'll come back regularly next time."

"I'm sorry. Please..."

Claire says she looks sorry, but there's also a commission to make magic props. You'll see your face frequently. I'm here to see how it goes. Then, you can help me clean it.

"Well, shall we go to Mirzia"

"First of all, you're an Adventurer's Guild. I need to get a crossing permit..."

"Huh? Need it?

"I'll need it. What are you talking about?"

A crossing permit will be required to cross from Arencia to Milgia. In fact, you will be asked to submit when you encounter a soldier in the street, when you enter the city, and when you stay in an inn.

The city can be let in with metastatic magic, and when it's night, you can go home to Elminsur. Even in a city you've never been in, just go in over the wall. If it's going to be a problem, escape with metastatic magic.

"Why don't we just move around with metastatic magic? I can fly troublesome procedures."

"... so is that. Shall we go then?"

Once in Mirzia, consolidate and move as much as possible. To make it easier to transfer in times of need. That said, it's not much different than usual because it's been solidifying and acting from time to time.

I checked the magic bag containing the product and just transferred it to Mirzia.

The first destination is the city of Baruch, where the Omari Mansion is located. This time it also serves as an update on Irvine's situation. Besides, old man O'Malley wanted a magic trick. Probably will jump at me.

Transferring directly inside the Omari Mansion is going to be a hassle. In the city of Baruch, it was transferred near the Omari Mansion.

It's just the neighborhood of the great guy, and there's almost no crowd but security. Besides, things are looking a little weird today. Security is thin, and it looks like it's floating.

Maybe the aftermath of the church mess is coming. Let's be careful.

I walked to the gate of the Omari Mansion and spoke to the gatekeeper. This gatekeeper has met before. You don't have to be named to know.

"Hi. Is Mr. O'Malley home?

I've lived here for a while, so many servants will remember my face besides this gatekeeper.

"Who is it, dear... Master Koh? My husband is inside. Please, come in."

The gatekeeper noticed me trying to put up a spear and shook off the spear in a hurry, inviting him inside the mansion with a polite trick.

I'm a little confused by that polite trick, but I guess old man O'Malley gave me some instructions. I did not hesitate to step into the mansion.

It's the usual reception room. The mansion's servants were rushing around on the road so far. I hear there's been an extra emergency. Was it a bad time?

Sitting on the couch in the reception room, waiting for Omari to come, the door of the reception room opened quietly in no time.

"Nah, I made you wait. I'm going to put a little bit of it in today. I'm sorry to have you come so far, but do me a favor."

Old man O'Malley says as he sits on the couch across from us.

It's the same way you talk.

"If you're busy, why don't we go back out?

"It doesn't extend to that. I don't care about Irvin. Did you see Kane?

"I'm sorry... Mr. Kane was already dead"

"Hey! That's true!

O'Malley exclaimed, changing her complexion.

"Oh, it's been about January since we arrived in Eula."

"Hummm... what a shame... he was a good man..."

I squeal lonely. Sure, he must have been a personal friend. It would be natural to be depressed.

"To Eula's Adventurer Guild, I've made a headstone. Go when you're free."

"Mu... has Kane become such a big person?

Normally, someone with a grave in a public facility is the big guy who accomplished something big. Kane seemed brilliant, but he's still a regular herb collector, so no tomb would have been built on the Guild grounds originally.

"We made it on our own. It should be taken care of as a monument to the Adventurer Alliance."

The Alliance's staff hasn't even been informed that it's a grave. It is engraved in Japanese as' Kane's Tomb '. The only people who know what that means are us and the Apostle.

"Hummm... you did a good job. Thank you duh."

As Omarie said with a weak grin, she looked up to heaven with her hands together. I guess memorials mean something.

Waiting for the prayer to end, Omarie, who had corrected her posture, immediately resumed the conversation.

"So where is Irvin now, duh?

"It's my villa. I can't tell you where it is, but it's safe."

In Elminsur, the elves re-established their boundaries. There is no danger of demonic attacks.

It's probably the safest place in the world because you don't have to worry about outsiders coming.

"Hummm... I understand. annoyed nah. I was annoyed. I need you to keep it for a while."

I wanted to talk to you about returning Irvin, but they applied for an extension the other way around. I'm not in trouble either, so I'll take it easy.

The church in Milgia is aimed at Irvin's figure. I'm going to keep most of them until they cool down.

"I don't mind that at all, but the church problem hasn't solved yet?

"No, it's not. A demonic raid has begun in the next city. Now they're after that countermeasure duh."

Omarie says calmly.

"Come on, it's not like we're talking here."

"I'm still fine. Full assault in a few days."

"What do you mean? Tell me more."

I heard from Omari that it happens every now and then in Mirzia. First, a large swarm of slimes pushes over, then comes the demon feeding on the slime. As a result, he said, if the slime was crushed, the raid would stop.

Now, the stage is when a large group of slimes are pushing over. If we can deal with it now, the damage will subside minimally.

"I see. We have to do something soon, or it's awkward."

"Until now, ah, Mills, God has done something about it.

Now the church people are desperate to pray. "

What a waste of effort...... Mills, who's supposed to help, is not in this world anymore.

I mean, it sucks. If there's anything that's going to destroy the city, isn't half of it my fault?

I'm not selling magic props. I have to get my hands on it more than I know.

Signal everyone with your eyes.

Only Leeds is happily shaking his neck vertically, but everyone nodded quietly with a strange look on his face. They all seem to agree.

"As you know, we can fight a little. I'll give you a hand if you like, okay?

"I'm sorry I... I want to ask you. But you can't pay a lot of money... you need a lot of money, right?

O'Malley didn't poke around about the broadcast, but he seemed to listen well. They're aware of my proclamation. I said 'get paid', but I didn't say 'expensive'. A little misguided.

"I don't mind. Instead, I'll take the material."

"Absolutely. Take whatever you want home."

I can't take the material from the slime, so I aim at the demon feeding on the slime at the same time. Probably even close to the city.

It's a big chance to make a fortune, depending on what you think.

I borrowed a map from Omari and confirmed my destination. They say it's a city called Karul, south of Baluch. In the territory of the Omari family, the population is about 10,000. Not so big.

The area is unexplored, so let's fill out the map.