The Economics of Prophecy

It's been a week since Meer and I went to the magic dorm. Autumn also deepens, although I don't really feel it in the stone king's capital, the Grand Palace had all the usual members.

I was asked to gather for a trade fair in the form. Renting out that large space is beyond the reach of a single Silver Chamber of Commerce. Their cooperation is essential.

However, today's story, the first meeting of the Trade Fair Executive Committee, becomes a bit abstract.

"Second time, but I'm not used to it."

said D'Argan.

"Isn't it the weakness of Master D'Argan, who was honored for his contribution to the Dragon Crusade? With the help of juniors."

"That's the reputation of Wang Du's best confectionery shop, Pulula's husband. It's a junior recipe."

It is recently seen as an independent male who is arguing with each other about the trail of two chambers of commerce. It's a reliable story.

"- Naturally, that's not all the members are."

"Oh, yeah, right. The fact that Vinder goes out of his way to collect here..."

Behind them, the three Kenwell groups are solidified. Belmini counts the number of chairs other than their own.

"No, you don't have to worry so much. Look, the table's round. Regardless of your position, I'd like to hear your opinion."

Belmini shrunk back even though I told him to relieve the tension.

"Oh, all right, all right. Vinder is wrong where he cares. We were talking about a slightly flashy version of Shaoxian Festival in the form."

Lilka stares at me as she gives up her bell mini.

"As it were, well, it's my first attempt. Sometimes they don't let you out, so there's no reason for them to be in college."

"Confidentiality is important. It's a central garden, and there are rumors that this little name is not only a college, but also a lot within a commercial guild."

"Long time no see, Senior Jean. By the way, the nominee is your sister. You can change it under your brother's authority."

"Ha ha, my brother doesn't have that authority"

"- You have more security than you did when you came here."

Roston pointed it out in his usual calm manner.

"… you say that there is no other way"

As I clasped my mouth, an unspeakable silence spread to the scene. It was then that the voices of my brothers and sisters in law were heard from the hallway.

"... anyway, don't let His Highness Craig inadvertently approach Ricardo"

"... well. I've been properly invited. Because I can't see you as easily as you do. Alfina should stay out of this."

"With Ricardo's permission, that's it. Auntie, auntie, say something."

"Alfie, keep your voice down from the venue soon."

It's a conversation between noble people. Look, it's a shattered atmosphere.

"Lilka...... I want to go home."

"Sorry, because I agree. Meer......"

"I was stopped talking about the participants. And then Lilka got used to it, and I tried."

Everybody's eyes focused on me.

"I'm the minimum member I need. Because I'll explain it right, and I think you'll be convinced at the end of the day."

My desperate explanation didn't seem to work very well.

A participant arrived at a circular seat. With the mere hope of a merchant crowd, the eminent group had it solidified in the back seat of the front.

When I got up, I started explaining the purpose of the meeting. This is the background to the trade fair held in Wangdu's form. Anyway, the city itself is the tip of the iceberg.

"… so telling Bertoldo, the heart of the West, that he wants to be interested in a new industry is the real purpose of the trade fair"

The part facing population growth, industrial balance and Kurtheit is laying low, but this member would have guessed. The basics are a repetition of what I explained to the Grand Duke in form.

"I thought we were talking about a meal to be served at a trade fair, but it's a lot of exaggeration."

Dalgan glanced at the center for a moment.

"Of course, serving food is also important in order to boost the trade fair itself. To all of you..."

"Vinder,,, Because About Us Is Good Later"

Lilka whispered as she first tried to talk about the benefits of the merchant crowd. Merchants have the most to do with it.

"The benefits for Bertoldo at the time are increased tax revenues from absorption of the population that began to flow into the city and improved security in the future."

I had no choice but to switch the description.

"The cost of policing decreases and income increases. It's not a dream story to ask again. But is it really possible?"

Lilka and the others nodded unexpectedly at the words of the Grand Duke. industry all of a sudden in an economy almost exclusively agricultural until now, there is no saying, but it is usually impossible to be interested in

"Whatever it is, Bertoldo only has the foundation to the extent of making and repairing necessities. It's the size of the population, but Kurtheit, who has the resources, as well as no waterways from the Empire, will lose to the King's Capital to import materials."

In short, both people and things are missing. In this world with limited transport capacity, location is extremely important.

"In the first place, he said it was the story. I don't think I can chew."

Craig said.

"It concerns everyone properly. If you can do what I think, not just Bertoldo, but the whole commercial revitalization. And we can solve all the problems of military activity, agriculture, and access to resources."

I told him about my rosy future prospects.

"In short, aren't we talking about all the activities in this country being revitalized"

Craig twisted his neck.

"- It's hard to believe there's something convenient like that."

"I don't care what you said. Isn't it too much of a blow? Are you saying you're taking the whole Bertoldo somewhere?"

A line of negative opinion, naturally. If I'm on the listening side, I'm about to start my return journey. But this story has a good basis and entity.

"The Grand Duke's words are correct in a certain sense. But not just Bertoldo, but this whole country."

I pointed to the entrance to the venue. With Fulsey, the star of the day enters.

"She is Noel Jualzen, an alchemist in the sorcery dorm. What I want to build is a new carriage improved by her hands. The carriage will have more loads and more driving distance. It also reduces maintenance effort. Although the maximum transport speed will hardly increase. Transport costs should total nearly half the traditional. So you're halving the size of the country in the sense of transport."

If the means of transport are poor, you can make Bertoldo's industry something to solve it. Even Japan exported its products to the rest of the world without resources. Of course, the same cannot be done in Crown Heights, where there is no fossil fuel or ocean, but if the cost of long-distance transport reaches half, the previous location conditions will change dramatically.

What I asked Noel for in the magic dorm was the part that was needed.

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A few hours ago, Noel, who came to the Grand Mansion with Fulsey, was holding the hood deep in the modem. He heard about the members he presents. Don't reveal it until you get here, or Fulsey doesn't have a good personality either.

"Hey, why, why not. You said it was a bunch of merchants."

Of course, I'm the innocent one caught in the back of the hood.

"No, I told you the merchant was the most"

"Not all the rest are royalty officials. Besides, you're Lord Craig and head of the Warcraft Knights. What's going on, Meer..."

"I have no choice. I don't have a choice. Because that's what seniors are like."

Meer stroked Noel's back.

"I made a good prototype. I'm confident you'll be all right."

I said while spinning the metal in my hand.

"I'm not sure about everything else! Oh, yes, wise man, or change."

"There's no way that what would also be a wise man would take away the merits of a young magician. If you're going to keep dating these guys, get used to them. You're young. You're fine. It's harder to be a baron now than to screw a relative."

Noel, who leaned onto Fulsey's robe, dropped his neck.

No, well, I know how you feel. I think it's less challenging than watching a dragon fireball fly in or reverse guile in front of a king.

Well, there's a good chance that that's what happens when you get involved with those three.

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"Oh, uh..."

Noel shook his legs in his surrounding gaze at the lecture stand he had set up at the center of the round table. You can tell from over the robe. Shall I leave the progression to the moderator?

"What she announces is the breakthrough carriage parts"

"Well, that's the first face I've ever seen. By" magic dormitory, "do you mean to improve the carriage with magic gold?"

Craig, of course, ate it. Even during the expedition, I was well aware of the difficulties involved in transporting military materiel. The bigger the size, the more truthful you will be as head of the regiment. Saw a military carriage then is one of the reasons I thought about this one.

"Uh, uh. It's not... Hi, ah, Your Highness,,, I'm sorry. That half, no, you're almost right."

Noel became more and more restless when he realized who he had disputed.

"Um, so, I was made,,, created with this bearing..."

Noel lifted the circular parts with trembling hands. Me and Meer will distribute the same thing to everyone. Parts that fit in this single hand will revolutionize the carriage's ability to transport. Breakthrough bearings in this world. Ball bearings.

"That's a complicated trick I've never even seen. Bearings, or what is this?"

Said Craig as he glanced between the inner and outer rings.