The Economics of Prophecy

"This is going to be a good day."

At the end of the class and in a deliberate classroom, I spoke to Meer. My last class was a few tricks.

The college is free to choose the lectures it takes. If you are an aristocratic student, balance and choose different types of lectures. Naturally, they will stand on us in the future and use a variety of skilled people.

Meanwhile, we civilian students narrow down to some extent to take lectures. In my case, being the daughter of a merchant, a few tricks are one of them. Meer and I met in this lecture.

"Lilka says it every day, so it doesn't make any statistical sense"

"That's not true. I was in the hallway earlier with Master Luitzer. He laughed at me when I met him. Today is special."

"I don't think there's anything good about getting involved with a noble princess."

To me not to hide the excitement, Meer went with her usual half-sleep face.

"That's not true. We civilian students are here to find someone to serve in the future. Well, until my son-in-law decides, the Viscount's heir, Master Luetua, is a flower in the high ridge. It's really nice to see a woman carrying that heavy pressure. Rather than that shady princess somewhere............ Oh, no. Not a bad word or anything. Look, that guy seems sweet, but you don't rely on him? This past flood of warcraft was dominated by the genius command of the prince and the wisdom of our college's proud sage, Master Fulsey."

I panicked. By the way, I haven't even figured out how amazing a sage there is yet either. Well, it's your grandfather and it's good, right?

"I see, that's what's happening"

"Like that? What do you mean? Anyway, Master Luitzer said it was nice. Mia should collect a lot of information on this hand. I'm gonna have to hang it in the future."

"Yeah, I appreciate Lilka"

"What, uh, yeah. I've always had a few skills studied, too, and thank you."

"It's just that I've already decided where to go."

"Ugh. That's vinder, isn't it? I hate to say it, but I think it's a waste. There's definitely something better about Meer. You see, yesterday, the wise man called me. It's not amazing to be able to talk to a wise man about a few tricks. He's a treasure troublemaker."

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"What, now what? Anyway, Vinder, you're still in the library right after school, and I feel like I'm here for something. On the contrary, it's inconceivable that a civilian student would fight and sell to Drefano's son."

I said, remembering what happened in the hallway before this.

I know because I'm the daughter of the Chamber of Commerce under Kenwell. It's insane to defy you at that point, Drefano. Meer wouldn't know, but even Kenwell was in danger. That man doesn't know the word "safekeeping."

That's what makes me angry.

Kenwell came together. Good luck with that. It repelled Drefano's undue interference.

Vinder, who stacked up such a foolish act, survived the crisis by doing nothing. It's like being saved thanks to us. I think God is unfair.

"Speaking of which, there are strange rumors when it comes to that guy. He said he was the opponent of Her Royal Highness's dance at the recent celebration of the Crusade against the Warcraft. Besides, it was her first opponent, and Her Royal Highness danced with Vinder, and then immediately moved to the royal palace ceremony, so she said only one danced. It's a ridiculous rumor."

"Huh!"

Meer's face clouded. Meer has a thing for you, Vinder. But I think that's like an imprint from when I was little. Because even if I say something bad, I'd rather hear it. Of course, if I overstate it, it pisses me off.

I think he's obnoxious and dissatisfied. So you have to let me wake Meer up.

So, the look on my face now was a little scary.

"As it were, well, can we talk about rumors without roots or leaves? Yeah, what do we do today? I don't have plans, so I was wondering if I could study in the library or something. There's one thing I don't know about today's class."

"Oh, it's not Mr. Meer. Good afternoon."

"Dear Adelheid, Good afternoon."

To get to the library, I turned the corner of the hallway and I hardened. Oh, my God, Master Luitzer's been talking to me. Not to me, but to Meer. Wow, Meer, when? Oh, even though it's a chance. Why are you so light? Because Meer often looks faceless. What if they misunderstand us? You don't have to look like Vinder to that point.

"Oh, you know, I'm sorry. Dear Luiza, Meer is asking me a few questions right now. I'm sure that fills my head with that."

"Oh, yeah, you..."

"Yes, my name is Lilka"

"Yeah, I think you're Meer's friend."

"Yes. Oh, that me, my name is Lilka. I admire Master Luiza."

I desperately moved my tongue that was about to get tangled.

"Yes, the tea party the day after tomorrow, but I don't know about you, if you don't mind. If you're my friend, you're welcome."

"What! Yeahhh. Oh, uh, it's an honor."

I screamed unexpectedly. I can't believe Master Luiza invited me to a tea party. It's not a dream, is it?

"Bye, Ricardo. Say hi to you. Hold on tight so you don't run away. Because the princess was worried."

"I know, sir"

While I was blurry, Master Luitzer left. My back was already far away when I realized I couldn't say goodbye. I don't know how Ricardo sounded, but it's your fault.

"Wow, wow. It's Master Luitzer's tea party. Sounds like a lie. Hey, Meer. How could you not tell me that you had such a relationship with Master Luiza? But thank you very much."

It is not impossible to be heard by nobles or, if you have the courage, speak from here more than being a student of the College. But being invited to a tea party is special. If you are invited twice or three times, it will mean that you have officially gained courtesy.

"Don't worry about it. More here in the library."

"Ugh, but..."

I lurked my voice. Not to say there are few people, sure. If you think of manners as unbearable civilians, it sounds like the future.

"Well, what preparations do I have to make? Me."

"The answer is simple. All you have to do is prepare for the maximum you can right now. I have no other choice. Or no use doing anything."

"Oh, yeah, right. There's no way I can have something that suits me."

That's Meer. I was impressed with the usual clear answers.

It's Meer.

"What is it, wise man? It's rare to come to the library."

"Ha, Noon is not the curator. Besides, it's subtle when people call me a sage. No, we're renovating the curator's office and there's no room."

"Oh, I was expecting seniors in my new lab,"

"Right or right. The equipment is amazing next time. Tell the kid we'll create a formula that will correct the decay for more than a hundred years."

The wise man laughed when he said so. I'm not sure why we're talking about Vinder. I don't understand what you're talking about. Maybe Meer is amazing.

"Kee, I'm getting nervous"

It wasn't long before I had three days. After school, in front of the road leading to the courtyard I checked myself out. I don't know how many times already, but I can't help it. The best tea party I've ever been to is the Baroness's that came out at the service of Lady Maria in Kenwell.

Besides, I owe it to Meer to attend this tea party. If I fail, it will shame Meer as well.

"You can't be weak. Lilka."

I was tempered and took a step forward.

"Oh, not Lilka."

"Zeldia...... seniors"

Oh, I'm not getting along anymore. Zeldia is in one school year above. She is the eldest daughter of the Kalest Chamber of Commerce, Kenwell's rival. Kalest is a slightly larger chamber of commerce than Kenwell, which has a commercial zone in Kurtheit, the core city of the east as well as the Wang capital. Besides food, the strength is that it holds off one of the country's leading rock salt regions.

That means a competitor to the food guild after Drefano is gone.

"What's going on here? By the way, I deliver to Master Hilda. They let our sweets into the air. I'm sure you'll be able to come to the Shaoxian Festival. Who you can invite will determine your character."

I was freaked out by Zeldia's words. Lady Hilda, the Grand Duke of Kultheit, is the fiancé of the Second Prince.

"A month after Shaoxian Festival. Do you have any idea who you are?"

"Me, too, because you're calling me to a tea party from now on."

I said unbeatable. Unlike Drefano, who was the Baron Emeritus, that's in the middle of Kenwell's umbrella. Is it because civilians are under pressure?

"Heh, you mean aristocrats around here, right? It's not a big deal. Where the hell is it?"

"Sure, it's the third east room from the entrance."

"Huh?.................. Pup, Couscous"

"Hey, what is it?"

"Yeah. Well, I know you want to go up there, but you shouldn't be saying too appropriate things. Bye."

Zeldia has held her mouth and gone. What the hell is that? Well, I know it's not appropriate for me to be invited to be a Viscount Lady, or, yeah, an heir, Master Luitzer.

Good luck. Yes, I feel like inviting Master Luitzer to the mock shop. Though I want too much.