The Economics of Prophecy

"No, no, no. Absolutely not."

Yeah, the feeling of hitting my right arm is so heavenly, I'm going to forget my fear of hell heading out now.

"Princess. I know how you feel, but you look too much."

"Promises are different. Ricardo said he would never take you anywhere dangerous."

Alfina stared at her brother-in-law, ignoring the proximity of the Lord, who would expose her to what was not even the front door of the Grand Duke's mansion. The prince's gaze at me hurts. What did you do to your sister? Like. No, I didn't think even I'd get so far against it. And your sister sometimes, but sometimes she gets a little young...

"… Grand Duke. Is this really my sister? It's too different from what I saw in the Cathedral or the Royal Palace..."

"Alfie, I know what you're trying to say, but I think the concubine might be a little confused."

The Grand Duke sighed too when he saw Alfina clinging to my arm.

"It's Alfina. Vinder only makes them wait in the rear. 'Cause I'm not putting you in a fight."

"Being dangerous is no different. It's too bad to be forced to take Ricardo, a student. I missed it."

Alfina shaking her head with tears. No matter how many unreliable sizes you say, if you can press it so hard, it will hit the boulder......

"No, but Vinder understood."

"Ricardo does have some reckless things to do, but you can't hope to accompany him to the battlefield. I'm being deceived because I'm such a big fan."

No, I sure don't want to go. I mean, what am I, reckless?

"Um, Master Alfina. I have to accompany you to confirm the delivery."

Of course, it's out of the question conservatively. But the products Vinder sells to the Knights this time have not even reached the realm of the prototype. I'm the only one who can judge the effect in the field.

Waiting in the Wang capital for a report like "ineffective on the product you recommended with your throat or face, and hundreds of knights dead" or something like that might come back can kill you with peritonitis with a hole in your stomach. No, of course I don't look like much or anything.

"Princess. I will accompany you and show you how proud this man is of his knighthood."

In the end, Alfina finally broke by saying Claudia would take on my escort. By the way, my arm was caught in a shallow valley until the end.

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[Biggyyyyyy!!

Four thorny tails are shaken off, along with an ear ripping roar. Wind pressure blew up to pebbles instead of falling leaves. If you look closely, the leaves are faintly red. I see, I'm probably escaping reality thinking that even red leaves are strange in season.

'Cause you don't have a choice, because reality is out of place. In the original world, even when we stood in front of the restored skeleton model, that creature over there now lives. It was me in my previous life who made a heartbeat jump into a jurassic movie or a novel on a platform in the plains where dinosaurs had survived. Your wish has come true.

And I want to say, the only good dinosaur was a doomed dinosaur.

"Be careful."

I got my arm pulled a lot. The next moment, a broken branch of wood passed beside me.

[Biggyyyyyy!]

The dragon, whose right arm drooped in disguise, raised its roar again.

"Rearrange the line."

A voice that often passed sounded on the battlefield. Three hundred knights far closer to a giant creature than I am. They were scattered apart, quickly reassembled into four units. Pull restraint from all sides to giant dragons who have lost the ability to fly. Within the four troops, the three teams armed with swords and spears are decoys.

As the rest of the squad approached the greedy dragon, they waved down hammers and mace.

[Giggy!! Gaggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!

With heavy gear, but like a supple bobcat, a blow away Hit and Way is decided. The dragon's right arm was completely broken. The Knights chief raised his sword in the middle of the remaining three squads watching it.

Three teams strike one after the other at the mad dragon. Even if you say it's going to hit you, as soon as the first squad gets close to some point, you retreat, and the next squad does the same thing from a different angle. Perfect collaboration. Though highly trained, his breath is not disturbed.

Prince Craig, the Knight Commander of the Central Corps, is in charge of that command. I've seen the expression "moving soldiers like hands and feet" many times in the original world novel, but I'm actually overwhelmed by its awesomeness when I see it with my eyes.

"Get down, Ricardo."

Claudia's voice rushes me in. A broken spear tip passed overhead. Hayrate shook the left arm of the safe one and saw a knight to be blown away.

Claudia holds my hand and makes me stand even though I didn't take a direct attack.

The Knights are amazing. The commander is amazing, too. You're a girl, but you're protecting me, Claudia. Wow. By the way, why am I in this useless place?

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"This is where Lord Sage works."

Craig said he came into the lab looking unusual. A mixture of information on dragons purchased by the Prince from the Empire and the knowledge of wise men. Besides, I called the academy to provide radar to monitor dragon behavior.

"Speaking of which, we've got the test results for Highland Training. Ha ha, it seems that my team's physical brag stopped my leg movement while less than half of the miners went in the first day of competition. Now I'm learning how to be a highland from the miners. Miners, as well as Uncle Adele's wet clothes, were cleared. When this is over, the main unit goes to training as well. I'll be with you."

"Really? That was above all."

I'm relieved.

"Another one, though. The Empire has shown us proof of the dragon crusade, easily."

The prince said funny. They bragged about the bones on the amputated arms. Its shape…….

"Hmm, I mean..., like Vinder said, the dragon bone was hollow structure. Its structure means…"

Upon hearing the information the prince had received from the empire, Fulsey laid down his luggage with a treat.

"Is this what it is?"

I showed him a ring cut of the chicken bone that Dalgan brought.

"Um, it was exactly this kind of structure. But the cavity inside wasn't that big."

Good information-gathering. It is confirmed by the fossils of the original world that dinosaurs had hollow structured bones just like birds. Of course, assuming that this world and the Earth's timeline are parallel, it is possible that we are changing more than 200 million years of evolution than the dinosaurs of this world have also undergone. Non-flying birds like penguins, for example, had abandoned hollow structures. But that dragon flies.

Disconnected indicates that the Empire is not the striking subject as this one assumes until the tactics of fighting dragons. But that's not an important issue. It is enough to find that the dragon's bones are vulnerable to impact and that their anatomical nature resembles that of a bird.

"And you say the young body has something like a feather."

"Oh, this is what the greedy dragon looks like from the testimony of the Empire and the Second Knights"

The prince showed the painting. You've made up your mind about Tyrannosaurus. You adapted to flying in the sky, your head is getting smaller. However, bipedal feet are characteristic of beastlegged dinosaurs.

How do you know that? Before I was an economist in the original world, I was a boy. Men give up to dinosaurs as quickly as they can. So much common sense.

By the way, Fulsey, so excited about the dragon figure, doesn't seem to have lost the boy's heart even though he's old. I don't know.

"As their prophecy suggests, the main force will be the creation of units that gather weapons of the strike system. I thought you said you had something more to offer."

"Curator, it's time to explain the antenna of the example"

"Oh, man, that's right. This is a magic measuring instrument of a nature that has never been comparable. A superior Warcraft would be able to capture a rough position even a couple of gales away."

"Well, you can sense the magic of a warcraft from such a distance."

Seeing the parabola antenna Fulsey proudly explains, the prince said as impressed. Needless to say, the importance of the opponent. Now we can approach them before they get attacked on the plains.

At night, the Knights reach the foot of the mountain with horses in saddles that put together their magic and cut off their equipment in the meantime. A prince who even describes such an operation is in a good mood. Fulsey, who seems to be able to pull research funding from the Knights, is also a good face.

I suggested delivering the product to the horse for scrutiny.