The Economics of Prophecy

"Dear Claudia, I think it's okay if you calm down a little bit."

"No, I don't know what's in this place."

Lilka spoke to Claudia, busy spreading her gaze to the left and right of the boulevard.

"For once, it's Central Avenue in Wangdu. I don't think that's going to happen."

As a guide, it seems Lilka cares about Claudia as well. Well, it's not like you care too much because the person you're attached to is the person you're dealing with. Even though there are rings with example security buzzers, the effect is limited for opponents like artillery balls.

"Um, could I really have had it"

Alfina, sandwiched by me and Meer, has the little bag covered with both hands.

"It's a legitimate consideration for labor. I don't give you any special treatment."

The assessed Meer replied. In fact, the contents of the bag are less than ten pieces of copper coin. Less than a third of the hourly rate of fast food in Japan.

Alfina, who handles bags as if they were jewellery, has enough attention. I wouldn't be able to buy one button of clothes she's wearing.

That was also a gap symbolizing the difficulty of the upcoming mission.

There's a reason we're walking in the king's capital. It's a good idea to give Alfina a part-time fee after a long time at school, but what a stunner that she doesn't know how to use the currency, but it turns out she doesn't.

An after-school mission was rapidly organized to teach Alfina how to spend her money, which she was likely to take home and serve in a jewellery box. But the choice of where to go shopping was difficult. Copper coins and such are useless in a store suitable to take the princess somehow.

The copper economy and the most familiar me are useless, so Lilka bought me a guide.

That's how it came from the aristocratic district where the college stood, walking down the central street of Wangdu, a crossroads between the merchant and craftsman districts. To the east, you can see the square along the street.

"How about here, Vinder?"

"I see. Form."

The rectangular grounds are surrounded by cylinders, with flower beds in the centre and benches around. There are several stalls out around the bench. It reminds me of the ruins of a public square in Rome. That was the public utility positioning created by the ancient powerful to take popularity among the people.

In fact, it seems to be used by many citizens. There are also couples.

"You're safe here, and the stalls you're out of have just been approved."

"A boulder. So, what do you recommend?

For the princess's first purchase, it's an exquisite choice.

"No, as much as an escort from here, you do it."

"You have the right material."

"From birth, a silver lady is more suitable for you than I am for a copper lady."

The stalls lined up around the flower beds in the center of the square are quite diverse. The shop where the meat is cooked, and the clue makes it run over. No. Simple treats like fried bread. You're definitely so tough.

So, what about the stuff? There is a shop with eight treasure roasted brooches lined up on top of it.

Might be a good idea to wear when you're having this kind of patience. Speaking of which, how did the illegitimate general, who loved to darken the minister, prepare a cosplay costume for the poor flag book?

"So, what are you going to do, Senior?

"No, ha. Hmm. Does Master Alfina have any hope"

All women, except the person questioned, would have affixed a worthless rettel. I've never even spent money on a princess. You don't let her choose, do you? Because everything is different from the Tea Party in the College's Higashiya.

"Leave it to Ricardo...... Yeah, that shouldn't happen."

Alfina looks at me like I'm in trouble once, but she rethinks and looks at every stall around her. There's something curious about it, and maybe this is what makes me interesting.

We follow her slow steps. It may have a slightly surreal picture.

Finally, the princess's leg stopped in front of a single stall. The smoke is rising and the smell of oil burning is good. Though I thought I would choose something lighter, such as a powder system. Outreach A bold choice.

"What food is this?"

Alfina spoke to the owner of the store.

"Huh? I don't know a grilled chicken, what the hell...... Hello, nobleman."

My husband turned into a troubled face. Claudia tried to come forward, but Lilka held him down.

"It smells so good."

"Ooh, we use bird meat purchased from Dalgan,... It tastes great, doesn't it?

His husband, who was barely under pressure by the Royal College uniform, began to appeal to reassure his guests of his unholy attitude. By the way, your guest is not a nobleman. It's a happy thing not to know.

When I was worried about keeping my husband safe, Alfina decided to place an order. It's a grilled chicken made from a meaty area, like salt to taste.

Oh, I miss Teriyaki. As long as I have soy sauce, I have the belief that all food will be Japanese, but not very much, but I can't reproduce that ultimate seasoning. I don't have any rice.

The owner of the shop baked the meat to deflect herself while Claudia monitored her every step of the way. Alfina, who received the skewer and gave her the copper coin instead, smiled and came back here. We followed up with an order.

Five people sat on a stone bench with grilled chicken in their hands.

"Okay, I'll have it..................?

Alfina turned into a bewildered face with the skewer in her hand. I dare you to hit my skewers. I'm just proud of it and it doesn't taste bad. You're dealing with birds as well as cows in D'Argan.

"Princess, I'll have the dishes ready in a minute."

Claudia says, but Alfina compared me to the skewer that was still in her hand. A skewer grill caught in his white hand slowly approached his pink lips.

Pfft......

Cute lips opened and only a tiny slice at the top was included in my mouth.

"Well, that's very tasty"

When her throat rang small, Alfina held her cheek. It's amazing how you can eat grilled chicken and do this reaction. It is no longer irregular to look completely natural.

"Vinder, you. Tell Alfina something strange."

'Cause that's what this food is.'

"Yeah, well, even at meals, bread means eating by hand, so we can manage there."

Lilka and I took it. Come to think of it, the nobles thought of the sandwich, didn't they? Perhaps there were circumstances where bread would not be contrary to manners if eaten by hand?

Claudia makes fun of us, but eventually she got a spear on Alfina's happy expression. Even if I say it's actually good, I'm talking about the level of the stall. But this kind of thing has a big vibe. Not to mention, it's my first purchase with money I've earned myself.

"It was delicious, though. You're a little thirsty."

"Right."

I found fruit water sold in another stall. When I say fruit water, it's just a thing that drips lemon juice in water, not juice. Still, it would be good for freshening up the fat in your mouth.

"Then this is my treat. Guys, wait up."

"Ricardo, let me out"

Alfina said I was trying to make up for my breakdown with money. We headed for the stall a little further away. My second shopping trip ended inconveniently, except for an aunt in an undefeated stall who mistake Alfina and me for a couple.

Thinner and softer than bamboo, Alfina walks next to me with a full grin with some plant stem cut in both hands.

"With Ricardo, you have a lot of experience."

"Thank Lilka for today."

"Yes. Right. I'll thank you later."

Alfina told me to glance into my face. I relieved myself a little before her happy smile. When I hadn't seen him in a long time in college, he looked a little tired. I guess the prophecy thing is a burden. Above all, if I could refresh myself a little.

"Speaking of which, Ricardo is leaving King's Capital tomorrow."

Alfina reluctantly asked. Did the Grand Duke tell you about my business trip?

"Yeah, I think there's been a problem with beekeepers. I'm going to go see him in person."

"Is that primary information?

From my classmate's mouth comes the term I taught him. A little ticklish.

"Right. Because there are a lot of things that you don't know unless you look directly at them."

"Thank you for sticking with me, even though I'm busy"

"It's a day's ride in the carriage, so I might say prep. Dear Alfina, you have a lot of trouble with prophecy."

I turned to water for what I cared about.

"It is...... It's okay, because my role is almost over."

Alfina said. Is the image flowing in from the crystal becoming clearer and clearer? Then I guess the image of disaster has hardened already.

Are you working out a candidate for a disaster that could happen now and what to do about it? Politics, or the field of administration. If the Prime Minister is in direct command, the number of people available and the information accessible will be different digits. But knowing that's not all, I notice a slight shadow in her expression.

"How did Alfina get so far from the witch princess?"

"... eh"

Alfina's leg stopped when I tried to ask her a question. Between the cylinders lining the square, each is placed a stone slab. She stopped being one of the biggest things. The stone slab was carved with relief. It's a diagram of about a dozen men and women lined up in an old costume reminiscent of Toga. Did you also take the subject matter to the myth?

I don't have the skills. I can see the skill is fine, but the content is refreshing. For example, what artistic intentions do the blanks in the center have?

"That's a brilliant float."

Come to think of it, it's impeccable to keep talking about work at a time like this. Alfina would be familiar with style and motifs.

"... Yes, that's right"

Alfina smiled elegantly. It's as delicate and beautiful as a relief, and somewhere...

"But you should get back soon. Everyone is waiting."

"Ah... those guys!

Claudia staring at this one, Meer with Zito eyes, and Lilka with a sarcastic hand on her mouth. A wide variety of gazes are gathered. Alfina gently waves her hand with a drink and heads to the bench. I rushed after him, too.

Let's be refreshed today. You should return from your business trip for a difficult story.