Tell Lark, "For territorial development!" I finally succeeded in withdrawing the research costs of the Great Divine Treasure, including the Artificial Spirit, from the Territorial Operational Funds, after winning the name Research Expenses with enthusiasm.
The most artificial Spirit research could not be said to have torn my mouth, so I used the development of the new demon ore and the preparation under the development of the demon wave tower for the demon conductor cell phone Magiphone as a pretext and managed to keep it stuck.
While we were just talking, it was a little dangerous because Altamia had shown a mysterious eating to the development of the Magic Wave Tower.
Look through the list of applications and say, "Oh, what are you using this for? Isn't this better?," he asked nearly thirty times.
I managed to mislead you with my hand, but I don't think I should use this hand much from now on.
Altamia even has a profound knowledge of witchcraft, as well as an experience of spiritualizing herself.
In doing so, there would also be considerable accumulation of knowledge of artificial spirits.
Since coming to Phage territory, some common sense man has accused me of raising stocks within the Alchemy Division, but he is a witch who was forced to hide in an attempt to pet the large warcraft Apocalypse who had originally been ordered to crusade.
Normally it's not strange that I've made about two or three artificial spirits.
If I'm bad, I can figure out what I'm doing from the application list.
However, Altamia was also intrigued by Magiphone, a Magiphone, and joined me to complain about the usefulness of Magiphone, a Magiphone, a Magiphone, a Magiphone, a Magiphone, and even though he didn't even ask for a specific plan for the construction of the Magic Wave Tower, he took the liberty of working out a proposal for Lark.
But Lark said, 'Abel, I would love to invest in you because you owe me, but as I said before, I can't afford to build such a demonic stone-like tower on our territory!' It was a strain.
It is a phage territory that was temporarily pushed to the brink of bankruptcy by the blockade of the territory and the division of the territory by water god four priests Marias and Nero Griff, as well as weather anomalies and the Warcraft disaster (Monster Panic), but has been rapidly regaining it in recent weeks.
Nevertheless, it does not seem to be a state where there is still room for nostalgia.
Neither the situation in the territory nor its interaction with other territories has fully returned to the previous stages of conspiracy on the part of the Leaveras State.
Lark has developed tremendously in that regard since the significant downsizing of the private army, as he is thoroughly in the process of rebuilding the Adventurer's Benefit, Adventurer's Support Station.
It seems refreshing in other respects, though profitable in buying and selling warcraft meat and fur taken from adventurers and in commerce aimed at their adventurers.
At best, it seems to be to the extent that Autemmelon farming is earning steadily because it can't be sold at a large price, but it can't hold its original hand.
The protective equipment built from Nargarn's massive neck was slightly curtailed by restricting circulation because it was expected to crash once it was released in large quantities, but a quarter of it was already cut off to external territory.
Even a quarter is insulting.
Originally, there were nearly fifty giant Nargarn necks.
Even now, it has already caused a massive collapse in the peripheral territory of Phage, where the value of the armor and the material of the Warcraft that becomes it falls to nearly half.
With mass-produced protective equipment made from Nargarn scales that are cheaper and stronger than those warcraft there, it would be natural for the sale of other protective equipment to grow.
I still seem to have a pretty hard time working on the money, and I think I should just keep selling it as long as I make a profit, but even now Lark seems to be getting scattered disgust from other aristocrats over Nargarn's protective equipment problems, which seems to considerably limit the spill.
If you go outside any worse, say, 'How many Nargarns have come out of the territory?' He seems to be in a state where he might be told.
It was collected using Nargarn, originally created by the Leaveras State by banned witchcraft, so I also have a bad impression that it makes a lot of money from it.
There is no doubt that if you show weakness, you will be beaten from your surroundings more than you need to, than you have a clear opponent who has suffered the disadvantage.
After his talk with Lark, Altamia was whispering, "Assets, assets hey... you could have financed them from my personal assets, but they all disappeared in a raw hate accident hey..."
I don't say it at all, so I thought maybe me and the collector blew up the tower, just like the tower, and it flushed beautifully into the water, but I knew it had it in my roots.
Altamia shrugged "I think I'll sell my phantom copper (oleicalcos) smell," in return for a proposal she cried and was thrust back from Lark.
... If you're going to fund the construction of the Magic Wave Tower, I'd appreciate it, as far as I'm concerned, but shouldn't we be selling technology so easily?
Though that was how busy I was, I was able to prepare for my departure within a few days after I decided to explore the easternmost part of the kingdom of Dinrat, as shown by the Great Divine Treasure.
Just like last time, the carriage owner asked to go to the area.
I was escorted to the easternmost part of the country by Lark and the private army, some of the inhabitants, and Altamia and the face of some soothing alchemy division.
I've been checking my back from time to time for some time since I left, but the first thing I swept away were the guys in the Alchemy Division who were supposed to be my guys.
"Abel, what's wrong? Check back so many times."
"... hey, am I, like, unpopular?
Even Icarus, the former commander of the Alchemy Division, seems admired by some of his men.
Even when Phage was banished, there were a few members who followed him to Icarus.
As a matter of fact, when I told the Alchemy Division that I would not be returning to the territory for a while to explore, I said, 'I also want the perspective of other mages... I wonder if I could tell someone would follow me or something. But don't get in trouble if there's too much of it,' I sincerely expected, but we're all just hi-touching and rejoicing, and I didn't turn to surprise in that direction.
I just couldn't wait for it and when I was leaving the scene in tears silence and crying to Meir, I said, 'Sorry, Captain Abel had a pretty thick image, so I didn't think he was that jerky... uh, I was going to joke about half the time...' I was seriously apologized for later, but unfortunately there was still not one member of the team who said he wanted to follow me.
"Uh... Mere Ha! Meir will always follow Abel!
"Thanks, but that's not what I'm asking right now..."