Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

Meanwhile, around that time.

"Long-distance call, please?

A gorgeously dressed girl suddenly appeared before the bureau member David, who was on a night shift at a communications station in the corner of the Canis Empire.

The lights on the floor also dropped half, and the communications station at night is lit back into the window by a blue and white magic formation of light leaking from a half-ground small room partitioned in the back.

The girl who came in like that wore a short piece of white flowery length and a wide hat, a vibrant, empty scarf with a strange pattern.

Wearing expensive clothes can be seen in the atmosphere even if you are not familiar with the clothing. A necklace with a large jewel would also be expensive enough for a house to build. She wears it like she usually wears it completely unconstitutional.

Braided sandals Barefoot wear dazzles me on my plated shoes.

"Ah, yes. Possible, but for the price…"

"Uh, that's fine. That's what I mean. Even if you say it's expensive, you can pay for ten Imperial coins, right?

"Ju......!? Yes, of course it is!

The communications bureau also undertakes conversations with remote locations as a service, but that is generally expensive.

The magic of telecommunications is what the urban terrain pulse draws on and uses the magic it stores, and telephony, which consumes a lot of magic, cannot be used without paying that much consideration as a tax.

For this reason, it is cheaper and more common for telecommunications officers to entrust and convey communications texts and deliver them as mail locally, but girls do not seem to be obsessed with gold.

Traveler... That was also the impression that the prodigal daughter of the other gold.

"This is the number. Tell her to call Amarier and she'll know."

The eight-digit number the girl showed was apparently a communications station somewhere in the Eastern Coastal State Argye.

Far, to say, but close to the point where civilians can make unauthorized calls as long as they pay.

David rewrites the procedure by sorting the number panel of the misrill, coupled to part of the magic formation in the communication room.

When I knocked down the lever and connected the magic conductor for transmission, the amount of light in the magic formation increased, and some distant sound began to be heard from the magic formation.

'... this is Phil, Menn. Communications Bureau in Argye'

"This is Matisse Communications Bureau, Gimru City, Linmin Province, Kanis Empire. In a private call, the call said, 'Like calling Amarier'."

"Yes, please wait."

Communication is interrupted once. I'm going to call the other comms station, because that's all the magic I'll consume if I stay connected in the meantime.

While waiting for the call back communication, David gives a stereotypical description to the girl.

"… er, communications officers will be present to confirm the content when a civilian calls.

It will also be forcibly disconnected in up to 10 minutes. This is for the preservation of urban storage magic, by ministerial decree… "

"I already know."

Seems to know everything about boulders, and depressingly the girl blocks the explanation. Even a petty attitude was attractive.

Eventually, the glow returns to the magic formation where the light was falling.

A comms call came in from the other station. It was surprisingly fast.

"Oh, Mother. Can you hear me? Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine."

The girl who jumped into the communications room speaks to the void.

David was looking at the girl's back at the entrance to the room.

"I've got two new friends.

... Yep. Jeri, you're rich, and you can buy whatever you want! No, but I think it's Omanuke. My mouth looks light.

Kanon's a hard student, he said he's working out now....... yeah. That's right, I don't think we should just study and have more friends, I "

Girls have fun.

There is really nothing to say about the content, update my mother on the situation.

I can't believe I want a big one for that and make a long distance call...... and David, a wooden official, has to think.

I don't know if I care about the safety of my daughter, who is far away, but as the father of a child, I don't know.

... No, even if my daughter grows up, I still can't let her travel abroad by herself.

They say the rich have a tendency to recommend their children to go on trips as an opportunity to spread the word about connections and sights, but if they didn't have the money to hire escorts, would they have thought the same thing?

If ordinary people who can't hire escorts or anything like that want to travel, they will walk in a strange land relying solely on their sense of smell to avoid danger.

Demons, thieves, criminal organizations, disobedient people... I think that my beautifully grown daughter might hang in the hands of these people.

"When I called you to the party, he said you'd both come. But I have to get a proper welcome.

Jeri, you seem okay... but yeah. Right.

I'm fine, there's nothing missing. I still have a penny. Yeah.

Uh, yeah, I'll go that way anyway, so send me there. Until then, I think it will. Yeah. "

I don't put it in my attitude, but David is flabbergasted that it's a swallowing thing.

Even though I hear rumors that there is a war going on in a place not very far away and that some curse disease is spreading.

I'm sure this easy-going girl will live as some distant world event, such as a tragic feud.

"Okay. I'll be careful not to draw the wind (...) evil (...).

Thanks. Bye. "

The girl leaves the communications room with bouncing footsteps.

David, who had miscellaneously written down the details of the call, saw that the call was over, or manipulated the lever on the wall to reduce the magic supply to the magic formation.

"… the communication fee will be 16,300 yuan"

"Yes."

The girl took her purse out of the little bag she had hung on her shoulder and paid lightly enough for David's family to live for a month, in imperial currency stamped with the sides of the dragon.

Then she takes out an extra piece of silver coin and hands it to David.

"Yes, now eat something delicious."

"Oh, thank you..."

I think it's a little excessive, but it seems to be Chip.

She narrowed her eyes like red balls and smiled, and the girl labored David.

I am adorable enough to remember my glare. Now she still leaves a young, blue vibe, but eventually she may become a inclined demonic woman who takes any man by the balls.

"Bye."

The girl waved a glimpse and left the communications bureau like a wind.

"Money is somewhere..."

David was dropping off the girl in the mood as if she had been teased by an illusion fox (psychophox).

Fortunately, the silver coins in his hands never turned into leaves.