Survival in Another World With My Master

When I recovered, I was packed in a box carriage by Ifrita's hand and brought in in front of a building where merchants were busy entering and exiting. I look at the sign raised above the entrance to the building.

"The Merchants' Union. The so-called Merchant Guild."

"It's a mutual aid organization between merchants... well, it's a kind of magic."

Witchcraft?

"You'll find out when you get in. Let's go."

As you step out of the boxcarriage, Ifrita walks to the Sta and Merchant Union buildings. Looks familiar.

"Why do you look so selfish?

"Because it gathers information about exotic rare objects and magic books. I was carrying my feet before I went to sleep, me."

"You must have been a light footwork princess again."

"In the future, Dory's sister planned to take over her son-in-law. I was free to do it. Mostly in the field of magic research."

"Isn't your second son or your second daughter educated in case you need to?

"Oh, you know him well, right? But it wasn't like that at home, was it? If your mother had given birth to a boy, she would have succeeded to the country. Mother and father were very close."

"Oh, yeah...."

It's hard to comment somehow. That Serafita is obsessed with me right now... hmm, it's a complicated mood. Well, now.

As he dived through the large door that had been opened and entered the building, his gaze gathered. Well, that's right. The ifrita stands out. She is a beauty, but her bright red hair catches my attention.

"... hmm, I wonder who flew in when I came in like this before."

"Well, it's been twenty years... so which desk should we go to?

"Anything is fine. Let's talk about it first."

That said, Ifrita walked refreshed to the front desk. Yeah... good. I don't like this kind of bureaucratic place.

"What can I do for you?"

"Send someone with advanced authority. Someone who can talk about how white gold can fly."

Eh?

Suddenly, the face of a young male staff member sitting at the reception desk on a troublesome customer movement twitches.

"Maybe some of you remember me when you're old. Tell him ifrita's here."

"Ah, um, what about the promise...?

"Huh? There's nothing like that. Just tell your boss. Anyone who's worked here for at least 20 years will know. Come on, hurry up, hurry up."

I see.

The receptionist man, pushed by the ifrita, vanished into the back of the union office with his feet so as to be hurried by the hand whistled with bread. While dropping it off, I stood next to Ifrita.

"It's a troubling move... stop it, the receptionist is pathetic."

"That's all I need. Look, I'm a royal, you're a king, you're not like a merchant. You don't seem to know much about it, so it's just fine. Practice acting like that."

"Hmm....?

"I'm not going to say anything until I'm very personal. But if you're going to do something in an official position, behave yourself. That's what's good for each other after all."

"Is that what this is about?

"That's what it is. You have all the values you've cultivated so far, at least in this world. So get used to it."

"Nuu... I'll try my best"

If that's what Ifrita says, I'm sure it is. Honestly, I don't like it very much, but ifrita doesn't lie. I certainly don't know about the situation around here, so it might be better to have someone tell me next time. Perhaps Ellen or Amarilier is better than Serafita... No, things may be different between the Holy King and the Kingdom of Merinard, so I wonder if it's a stable Isla or Merti.

When I thought about it, my brother, an employee who took a middle-aged man from behind the office, returned.

"Thank you for your patience. Please, go to the back room...."

"Nh, thanks. Let's go, Koske."

"Oh oh...."

Guided by middle-aged staff, he went deeper into the merchants' union and was taken to a place like a fine reception room. As he entered the room, the ifrita looked around the room and smiled slightly.

"The condiments have changed a lot. Well, after twenty years..."

As she whispered, the ifrita lightly clawed the figurine of the white horse - not the horn, so it was a unicorn - and made a cool sound. Just then, someone comes into the reception room. He is an old man with prominent gray hair.

"Oh... Mr. Ifrita, it's been a long time. You're as cute as you were 20 years ago."

"Floyd? You're so old."

"Haha, as you know, I'm a normal person. Twenty years later, that's right."

That's how Mr. Floyd scratches his gray-haired head. As far as the two conversations are concerned, they seem to be old acquaintances. Probably dating the kingdom of Merinard before it became a kingdom.

"Tea will be here soon, so please sit down. Recently, products from the Black Forest have come in quite well, and the Dragonfly Caravan of the Dragonfly Mountain Kingdom has come. The days of the good old kingdom of Merinard are gradually coming back to life. Thank you to our merchants."

"There will be more business opportunities. You make a lot of money with your wet hands, don't you?

"No, everything is firmly our merchant motto. Credibility and customer satisfaction are our top priorities... By the way, aren't you Mr. Koske?

"Ah, oh, yes... My lord?

"Your Majesty's many miracles, as well as the recent battle for invading troops from the two northern countries peacefully in the north, and your activities have come to our attention."

"Oh oh...."

It makes me feel kind of itchy. How am I supposed to react to this?

"Yes, do that much sesame time. I came to talk to you today. It's not me, it's Koske."

"Your Excellency? What should I do?

"Ah, well... what should I say?"

I broke my bones to explain without revealing my abilities. After all, I want to effectively manage my personal assets - not only cash, but also precious metals, including large quantities of gemstones and mythrills - that remain asleep in the inventory and indirectly support Silfi and the others. I am.

"What is the specific direction...?

"I think the biggest problem in the country today is securing employment for subordinates. Without a working exit, we cannot secure a place to live. If you have trouble eating, you will die in the wilderness or fall into a bandit. After all, I think it's a matter of money."

"That's a lot of nodding. If you don't just use your body, nails and fangs to hunt and gather in the wilderness, you need money anyway. They need money to raise bows and arrows to hunt their prey, and to buy knives to dismantle their prey."

That's what Mr Floyd nods.

"But it's practically impossible for the country to prepare everything from where you live. In fact, there must have been a spill already. That's why I was wondering if I could make the receptacle bigger from the other direction."

"Is that where we come in?"

I see. I still think it's best to leave everything to the professionals. When amateurs start their business with baked blades, they get caught in the middle of a spectacular suicide bombing. "

"Hahaha... some noble people sometimes lose their stature like that."

Mr Floyd laughs dry. I knew you had someone to say that to.

"So, exactly how much do you intend to spend?

"Um, I have three white gold coins, 207 large gold coins, 403 gold coins, lots of mythrill ingots, lots of gemstones of all kinds."

He piles up white gold coins, large gold coins, bags full of gold coins, and raw stones of mythrill ingots and gemstones on a table with wide interstices. At first, Mr. Floyd looked surprised, but his expression froze and hardened around the area where Mythrill's ingot appeared.

"Oh, you want to show me a costume? Is that all?

"Cash is fine. Mythrill ingots and raw stones are still coming out."

"Come on, Floyd. Operate these and proceed as Koske wishes. First of all, how about investing in active chambers of commerce in the employment of subordinates?

"Oh, just like I said...."

That's what Ifrita said with a smiling smile, and Floyd managed to squeeze out his soulless voice.