Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 34

After finishing the study on the Wind Desert, I returned to Milaldia and enjoyed the usual calm everyday.

I don't hate the big demon opponents, but if you have a wife and a child, you can't just do it.

I'm an elder of the werewolf and I'm not quiet.

And my arm was dull.

"I feel like I'm no longer reckless, Master."

I make a bitter smile while submitting the report to the teacher.

My master Gomoviroa sighed small, surrounded by a thick book of magic, inexplicable experimental equipment and a complex magical circle.

"Which mouth do you miss? No matter how old you are, you don't feel restless at all."

I don't think so.

As I lean my head, the teacher stretches her back and hits her shoulder with a cane.

"Let's massage?"

"No, I don't care. Anyway, I'm going to rush into it and want to engage with it. Anything will explode immediately. What about the precious monster specimen?

There is no word to return.

Then the master laughed and came close to me, fluffy.

"It's a joke. It would have been a danger to survive, let alone surrender. If you traced the cause of the disappearance of the investigation team and processed the cause and returned safely, there is no reason to blame."

The teacher is still sweet to his disciples.

I like that sweetness though.

Then Friede came over there.

"Father ... I've heard that there is something I want to hear from you, Eindorf."

You don't have to be afraid.

Then the teacher laughs giggle.

"Don't worry, I'm just 'Movi Granny' so don't be afraid. He's just a dad."

"Oh, what?"

Friede's blatantly relaxed shoulders.

I'm struggling with this because of my birthplace.

Friede presented a piece of paper before us.

It's a pretty good parchment.

And on the surface, it was a beautiful typeface and was stamped with "Chisashi bill".

salt…….

"Mao?"

"How did you know!?"

I don't know.

Let me know the situation.

* * *

Time goes back a little.

Friede Eindorf, a freshman in the department of magic at Miralardia University, came to Mao Shokai to buy salt for his experiments.

"Is it salt used to cleanse necromancy ..."

Mao, a trader selling salt and minerals, twists his head.

"If rock salt or algae salt, which is more effective?"

Friede also twists her neck.

"I do not know……"

The tough bouncers surrounding them are twisting their necks together.

Friede flipped through the college textbooks and told Mao.

"I don't say anything about the source and flavor of the salt."

"Then it might be interesting to do research."

"Ah, Mao says good thing. Let's try it."

Friede who is interested for a moment.

Mao laughed lightly and smelled what the werewolf called the "scent of a hunter."

"If you know the result, please let me know. I will use it to promote the product because it is officially recognized by Miraraldia University."

"I will stop after all."

I have to be careful because this person makes a strange money right away.

It was Friede who thought so.

"The rock salt is expensive, so please give me three boxes of algae salt."

"Thank you every time. I'll send you to college by nightfall. Will you pay in cash or bills?"

"Moviba ... I will get it from the research fund of Instructor Gomoviroa.

"I'm afraid, then here. You can use Mr. Friede's signature."

A piece of paper that is presented quickly.

This is a promissory note widely used in Milaldia and neighboring countries.

Merchants collect this and visit to collect money at the end of the month.

Friede signs with his bills and mutters.

"It's convenient, this is because silver and gold coins are heavy and difficult."

"Yes, it's indispensable for business, but I'm thinking about making it more convenient."

Mao said, and took out a piece of paper from her pocket. It is written "Chishio bill".

"I made something like this"

Fride picks up the Chishio bill and stares at it.

"What is this?"

"In a nutshell, it's a gift certificate that can be exchanged for a thousand silver salt."

"I don't want to get so much salt, but I wonder if the cows should be salted ... Is this" more convenient "?"

Then, Mao laughs with pride.

"That's right. When you come to my store with this bill, every branch will always exchange it for a thousand silver coins. So you can think of this bill as worth a thousand silver coins. Let's go "

"Hmm ... well, that's right."

It was a Friede whose mouth became sore just by imagination.

Mao's tongue does not stop.

"Suppose I shopped for a thousand coins and paid for this" Shioshi bill ". I don't exchange for salt because my opponent is not a salt merchant. When you do, you can use the "Chio bill" for payment. "

"Can you do it?"

Then Mao grows breasts.

"I'm just one of the best Australian merchants in the south .... In terms of credibility, you haven't lost to the servants as well. I absolutely keep my business promise."

Mao has built trust and sales channels by not losing its counterparties.

He insists that he "learned from the life of His Excellency Black Lord."

"Even if I retire or die, this" Chio-Shio "is valid. Of course, there is no need to pay for the collateral salt because there are tens of thousands of silver coins."

Mao laughed, though few people would actually come to pick it up.

Friede stares at the Chio-Shio bill.

"Hmm ..."

"How about a revolutionary invention? With this, you don't have to carry a heavy wallet. The salt market is stable and the amount is guaranteed, not the amount. That's enough. "

"That's right.

It's really strange.

Something gets stuck. I feel bad.

Friede was searching for the "unpleasant sensation" that had sprung up in his chest, holding the Chio-Shio bill in his hand.

Mao suddenly tilts her neck while taking out a bundle of Chishi bills.

"What did you do?"

"No, I'm worried ..."

In Friede, I gradually began to see what I felt was a bad feeling.

(This is the same as money)

Milardia's gold and silver coins have been managed by the state since the Senate-led alliance. It is a crime of death if it is cast without permission.

The Chio bill made by Mao is not made of gold or silver, but has the same power as gold and silver coins.

(If this is relieved, may Mao be dangerous?)

Friede, who is worried, never looks up.

"Mao!"

"Yes?"

To Mao, who looks strange, Friede raised the Chio-Shio bill.

"Is this okay, Dad ... not, I'll ask Councilor Weid! Is it OK !?"

"Yes, well ... I just made the bills a little more convenient, so I don't think there's any problem ..."

Mao was tilting her head.

* * *

When I heard the situation, I sighed.

That idiot was about to self-destruct.

"Friede, a big deal. He told me well."

"Oh yeah. Was it dangerous?"

"Oh, it was going to be a big deal if I didn't know it."

Mainly Mao.

On the other hand, the teacher was completely outside the net.

"Well, it looks like a handy tool for me ... well, it's a simple story if it's about a thousand silver coins and it's easy to carry it by transposition."

"No, not really."

I explained to my teacher.

"This is a reputable currency called" convertible banknote. "It seems that convertible banknotes that can be exchanged for gold were used in my previous life."

"I see"

"And currency is issued by the state, not by individuals."

If you have a small gift certificate, you can overlook it, but one coin is worth a thousand coins and is a very high-value banknote worth several million to 10 million yen in Japanese yen.

Since the monetary economy of Milaldia is small, the balance will change greatly if only one hundred bills are issued.

"Even if the collateral is only a thousand coins of salt, you can make any number of this bill. Nobody will come to get it anyway. Of course, it is illegal, but firstly it will not be barred. You just have to buy salt with the money you sold.

"HM?"

I continue to be a master leaning my head.

"And if you create too much currency, the value goes down."

"Is it going down ..."

"Similarly, magic exchanges magic for effects, and currency only exchanges for goods. Neither of them produces anything from nothing."

I am anxious about how far I can go, and I explain it to the great sage Gomoviloa.

"Because it's just an exchange, if the currency increases and the number of items relatively decreases, the value of the item will increase. So the value of the currency will decrease. This was called inflation in the past life."

How is Zimbabwe dollar?

The teacher leans his head and looks like a poor student.

Then I asked Kosokoso and Friede.

"Can you understand what he is saying?"

"Yes, somehow ..."

"That's right ..."

The professor is really bad at politics and economy.

I fold.

"Even if the number of issues is the same as our own assets, the apparent assets will be doubled with collateral and salt bills. Mao will have an overwhelming advantage. Maybe other Australian merchants soon You will notice this mechanism. "

"I don't know ... I don't know what I'm talking about ..."

I think it's easy for the teacher's brain to understand, but I'm sorry that people who don't work hard aren't interested.

On the other hand, Friede seemed to be feeling a sense of crisis.

"Then, do you guys imitate this, right? Even if you make it without permission, you can't get angry."

"That's right. Everything flies around in high value gift certificates. The council can't figure out the issuance of gift certificates, so you don't know how much currency is in the market. It's a terrible story."

I don't know because the economy is amateur, but I guess the gift certificate bubble will burst and everyone will be ruined at the end.

Anyway, for me it's more of a different world than Mirardia.

Until a little more economics is developed and rules are set, keep these missiles sealed.

Still a little early.

"So Friede, here's an order for you, who's not a government official ... no, please."

"Yes, Highness Councilor Weid"

I told Friede who salutes him.

"Before it gets bad, grab Mao and seize all the salt bills. I'll explain to me and he'll handle it comfortably."

"Yes, His Excellency"

Mao's dangerous attempts were thus stopped.

Examining old records, there seems to be a similar case in the past.

Smaller ones have been tolerated, while larger ones have some trouble and the Senate has begun to gather.

It would have been nice if we could also make such a law.

Because of this, consultations were held between the council and each city's chamber of commerce, and the bill bill law was slightly revised.

Mao was not punished because the bill was before the law was revised.

Everything fits round.

That's also the achievement of my daughter.

It's true that this child saved the Miralardia economy and my old friend, so I praise him.

"It was fine, Friede. I'm getting more and more reliable."

"Huh, right?"

"You're my dad's proud daughter."

At this rate, the day I can retire is near.

I hope Ilia will retire with me and we can go on a hot spring trip to Wa country. Is it difficult?

"Dad, why are you grinning?"

"No, no, I'm glad Friede's growth.

"Hmm?"

I couldn't deceive my grown-up child so easily, and I could turn my eyes to doubt.