The Economics of Prophecy

"Fifteen, how can a civilian kid there make an explanation for what's going on?"

Until just now, the lady nobleman, who has not forgotten some sort of elegance, is not laughing at all now.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it's someone's parrot. That's obvious in the words of Alfina and Fulsey. I'm asking how this is possible."

It's a natural question to ask at the interview, "What is your motive?" Several patterns were available. The words don't come out well because they silently indicate that the woman in front of you cannot pass through any deception. If what is being asked is the knowledge in my head, I have as many answers as I can. But when I'm questioned about who I am, it's helpless.

"As for the annual wheel, Yu, all I can say is that I dreamed of it...... ha"

The word that came out was something I should have rejected as not having this. I mock myself for saying things like a prophet. Of course it's a cold smile over there.

"Let's change the story. What reward would you like for this achievement? As a concubine, I think if I can't justify it, I'll have to kill it."

Cold sweat started Downhill on his back. It's horrible because the tip of the feather fan pointed at me points under my chin. I notice a butler standing behind me at some point who I didn't think would make it slight from earlier.

"Dear Aunt, you are joking too much. This is about rewards."

"Protect your business. What else do you want?

Alfina squeezes her hands in front of her chest and turns against her guardian. But the Grand Duke doesn't mind. In the first place, there's no need to talk about rewards over there right now. This is a continuation of an earlier interview.

Unlike Fulsey's kind of scientific literacy, this great nobleman understands that knowledge is power. Then you'll naturally think about my dangers with knowledge that doesn't suit your height. "I wouldn't struggle if I could apply modern knowledge that easily," I'd say, but in the present situation, I'm not convinced of anything.

So Alfina is wrong. I'm not saying no to rewarding you in generous terms. Depending on this answer, my fate will be decided after the problem is solved. The old story of a tongue-cutting sparrow comes back to the back of my brain. I wonder what would have happened if my sweet grandfather had chosen a big cage.

Of course, in this case, unlike the old stories, it is not a solution if you choose the smaller one.

"What's up? Can you give me the answer?"

In the eyes of the other side, I'm a heterogeneous creature who can't stand it. That's the only thing I don't know is the subject of vigilance. It's counter-productive, like a harmless appeal for humans and animals. The Grand Duke's vigilance is unreasonable and unjust to me, but not surprising at all.

"Ordinary human beings, and civilians in particular, put the protection of their present lives first. Narrow down your horizons for that. Difficult problems, such as disasters that we don't know will or won't happen, simplify into two choices: believe it or not. Well, even the concubines aren't much different. Well, you said you helped Alfina protect her little business."

The Grand Duke's eyes narrowed.

"You can't paint that to a man like that."

............... Oh, I'm just saying what I'm being exact. But that's just a one-sided decision. I'll let you know when this happens. That my safekeeping is real.

"There are three."

I said. The original proposal has been prepared.

"Let's hear it."

"The first is the treatment of the village of Leiria after resolving the disaster. Protect it in a way."

Even if the Warcraft Flood is solved, that village gets a lot of attention. At the very least, it touches the human eye in the center with the Knights coming and going. And an attempted kidnapping the other day. As always, keeping secrets doesn't make sense. It must be protected in a literal sense.

The Grand Duke pointed to the honey placed next to the cup.

"Protect the origin of this, not only this time, but also after it is over. It's not like that. What is its shape?

"If we can prevent disaster, Master Alfina's reputation will grow. If you're royal, the problem should be that you don't have the extraction land you're supposed to be given."

If it comes to the territory of a princess, a half-breed human can no longer reach out. I'm sorry it's supposed to be like that, but I can't say it anymore. Then we just have to take the best of the worst.

"The West is the neck, but it's a small village. The king might be more relieved if that's about it. Let's get that through. The deputy gets the trustworthy out of our house."

The Grand Duke nodded. Then the next thing you have to do......

"It's the second. Knights dispatched to the West, press the Third Knights."

"The Third Knights are small, too. Not bad in the sense of not stimulating the empire financially..."

The Grand Duke turned out to be a surprise. The Third Knights are parades, so to speak. He doesn't have any experience at all, because he also aids in the Second Knights crusade. But the Second Knights are in charge of crusading the Warcraft Flood.

Now that the safety of twenty villages is hanging, starting with Leiria, security should be a priority, no matter what we put aside.

However, it is likely that the Second Knights will not be able to compete as they are.

"In the Second Knights there will be obstacles to the very possibility of Knights dispatching"

It takes time to gather food in this world where there is no room for production. Long after the end of the external war, the Warcraft Flood is predictable in this country, where constant stockpiles are low from the start. Plus now it's the Dark Fights between Drefano and Kenwell, and the second stockpile is at crisis level. That's the fact that I found out about Meer and Jacob's investigation. You were a pawn from a ladybug.

If it were an emergency mission, Drefano and Kenwell would pull each other's legs. With lobbying and everything else, the march, which would even be able to rub, would be stirred up even further. Worst case scenario, I can get in the way of deciding that thing.

The crusade against the Warcraft Flood is, in extreme terms, a crusade of the superior individual unity, not a war against the Herd of Warcraft. The number of people should not be paramount. This is confirmed in advance to Fulsey.

"The Knights Commander of the Grand Duke of Bertoldo is a former head of the First Knights unit or something..."

"Sure, I'll get reinforcements out of my realm as well... Why are you holding him? Is there any connection to the Third Knights?

The Grand Duke narrowed his eyes. It's a mistake. But the formal top of the Third Knights is another key point.

"I was watching the New Year's Festival." Even when disaster strikes, the ”king” country can leave it. Just like before. "

"............... the head of the Third Knights is the Third Prince. Don't be a prince to the useful actors who have prevented disasters. As a royal family, I have more than enough to make up for the lapse that denied the witch princess prophecy, no, the painting that the royal family assembled its power to prevent disaster? You can't even keep the wind down against Alfie."

Alfina's protection is no longer the village's protection, Vinder's protection, and mine.

"What's the last one?

"Give me four days of respite until I reveal this information widely. Probably, but just the inner roots will take about that much."

"There's no way it's going to take four days. Well, let's be thorough. So why?

The Grand Duke looked at me.

"The monopoly of information is above all in the interest of the merchant."

It's only in good faith that this request is thoroughly convenient. We stare at each other.

"......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Including that, it's a reward. Alfie never talks about this either. Not even Adele's daughter."

"Is it to Klau as well? Yes, I understand…"

"Thank you"

I bowed my head in many ways. If I pass it on to Claudia, the plan will be ruined.

"Um, but is that all? All about me. Ricardo, you have nothing... Oh, yeah. Because I asked for it originally. Anything I can do..."

"Whatever."

Alfina nodded strongly with a serious look. Blue silver hair drifted down to a modest but well-shaped chest. Gokuri, I accidentally swallowed a twat.

"Well, did you still have any promises with Alfie?

"Chi, no"

"Hmm, so be it. I have an old only daughter in the remote Viscount house of my concubine. I'm looking for a son-in-law to inherit the house from. I can introduce you, if you like."

"Auntie!

Alfina gets up in surprise. Thanks to you, I was surprised.

"What's up, Alfie? I'm not talking about the birth of an important friend. If he's a relative, it's easier than ever."

"Well, that's not what I meant... Well, that's our thing..."

"Hmm. Sure, if the civilians were to be candidates for son-in-law, Luitzer might be dissatisfied, too."

"That's not true, and this is supposed to be about thanking you Ricardo, without asking Ricardo about your hopes..., that's no good"

Childish appeared in Alfina's tone.

"Isn't that why you're ignoring his will? The concubine says you can introduce her, and she hears hope."

"Oh, the..."

Alfina looks at me with a troubled face. Answers and such are decided.

"We have spent nearly a decade in the business of honey. Your Excellency said earlier that it was a small business. Vinder is certainly small though. It's not cheap enough to redeem the Viscount."

Nobility isn't my goal as small as having time to skip depression on a side job. Anyway, he finds out that he didn't even give him his identity or the value of his hair tip.

But may that Viscount's ear not contain the current words.

"Come on, ha-ha"

The lady laughed with her mouth wide open. Besides, I started banging my desk with a feather fan. The intimidation just now has disappeared beautifully.

"Well, can't we trade it for every Viscount? Well, I thought I'd give it to your Bertoldo merchant, but I don't think you need it either."

I nodded. I'm not abnegation. All I ask for is indirect retention, on the contrary, is not to interfere directly with Vinder. Under noble asylum, string safety is a mismatch for my purpose.

So this is what I really want. We just have to fight with a weapon called honesty, more than we have enough vessels to fool our opponents.

"Hmm. Let's take a look at it a little longer. If I did, I'd have more fun making fun of my niece."

◇ ◇

Four days later. I was on my way to the library as usual.

"Senior"

"Meer. How's it going?"

"Yes, about the rumors, we are slowly spreading to Shirai. Jacob is spreading the word to the soldier-jerk adventurers, so they'll all arrive in the army."

"How did you react?

"As expected, there's no one to deal with properly"

"As planned."

I kept my emotions as low as possible. A little fat boy walks in the courtyard following the civilian students around him.

"Okay. But..."

"What's up?

"What would Her Royal Highness think if she found out?"

"... is that what matters now?

I told him to sound calm. Because of that princess's character, she would never look good if she knew what I was about to do now. But now focus more on what you need to protect than anything else.

The attempted kidnapping of the village child eventually led to Drefano. Jacob and his team identified one of the mid-sized chambers of commerce under his umbrella as the client. And with our current power, we can't even cut that drefano's tail. From the front.

"I said something without a reason......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... We've delivered emergency food from Bertoldo, the chairman, just in case."

It has also been confirmed that the Third Knights garrison is becoming noisy. By now, that nasty lady in the castle would be grabbing Fulsey's root and presenting herself.

"Okay, you're ready for this one, too."

I respect merchants, but I don't condone political opponents.