The Economics of Prophecy

The top floor of the Imperial Palace, a very large room, is the Executive Office of the Chief of Mission. Two men and women refrained from sitting in front of the imperial envoy chief Viral sitting on a large desk with boneless black paint.

"So the merchants invited by the Empress have no power whatsoever"

Viral crushed bitterly.

"Yes, we have confirmed immediately"

Mabel answered her boss with a respectful attitude. I'm dressed as a samurai worthy of that trick, but my eyes are cold.

"However, it was the officials of the Chamber of Commerce who have recently been empowered among the food guilds who were invited. There seems to be no doubt that you are involved with the witch princess and then the archduke west of the shield."

"Hmm. Speaking of which, the son of a merchant who says Vinder or something, he was hooked on Craig..."

"Looks like it's under the umbrella of Alliance Chief Kenwell Chamber of Commerce. Kenwell was in the race in the same improved carriage as Craig. The noise in the form also seemed to have been partitioned by a merchant affiliated with the food guild. I was wondering, given the situation that the Food Alliance is starting with the Third Prince Valve, if we should be careful."

said the man in the black robe who was next to Mabel.

"Indeed, Master Lieselberto paid attention to the business collaboration of merchants."

Mabel also added.

"When you think about the" future, "you have to hold back the food guild... But what we're talking about is civilians who don't have the qualities to deal with magic. There is no need to use a bill called the Empress. Tell the princess to give priority to approaching Craig and the witch princess directly. Even then, the Empress is the Empress. The title is useful in the Kingdom. Right..."

Viral held up his lips.

"You just have to let Craig set you up with color tricks or whatever. The secret of the dragon crusade will be important to the Empress."

"Yes, sir."

Mabel bowed her head respectfully and left the room.

The man in the remaining robe opens his mouth.

"Regardless of the merchants, let's do something about the Grand Duke, especially in the west, who is manipulating it behind his back to expand his forces. I was wondering if it would be a problem for the Grand Duke of the West to increase his power in view of the future. We're in a hurry, but our allies are in a hurry."

In the words of the black robe, Viral turned into a face like a scuffled bitter bug.

"Does the Grand Duke of the East stand still? Right, we're starting to lag behind in our manoeuvres to those who collapsed in the turmoil twenty years ago. Those incompetents said they lent him the Empire's car on purpose. You also accommodated the fruit of Cocoworus for the tea party."

"I'm sorry. I almost got the Knights to check the carriage."

"You must have been seen by an artisan who wanted to pass nearby, are you okay"

"Craftsmen in this country are nothing more than merchants working under them. Not to mention, that couldn't possibly be understood by the craftsmen of a kingdom without much material, and they had their necks around them. And..."

"Right. What do you mean when you are only seen around your legs? The new carriage in the kingdom that started being built in Bertoldo is still more important. Let's just say we did our best to do that."

"Right, Bertoldo sooner or later... It's time to give information to the Grand Duke of the East."

"Stop it. There is also the prophecy of a witch princess. It's just a disturbance to get in the way of noise. If the fool gets on with it, it's hard to do."

My men also distorted their mouths to Viral's words with disdain.

"Sure, they always seem to think they're alive in the spring."

"Not at all. There is no guarantee of the future. Figure out when things will change, etc. We must at least put on a piece by the end of the summer."

The man in the robe also returned to his serious face, to a viral who turned and tightened his mouth.

"That's why failure is unacceptable. I almost grasped the power of the kingdom, but there are many elements that only the crystal power of prophecy and the Knights of Craig cannot read. I guess I didn't know the secret when I checked out the Knights training at Marel."

"Yes, it was tough training, but I didn't know I could defeat Chenglong very much. It's more convincing that dragons couldn't use their powers because of the weakness of their demonic veins."

"I hope so. Both I and the prince look at the stone on the forehead of a greedy dragon. I don't think that size would have made it that weak. There must always be some kind of secret. In some ways, that secret is a major obstacle to future planning."

"Sure. … Your Excellency, there's a communication."

Robe's man drew attention behind his boss. A small crystal glistened suspiciously behind Viral's chair.

Anyway, Craig's the top priority.

"Yes, I did."

Robe's man left the room early when Viral nodded. The Imperial Chief of Mission hurries back to his desk. Write down the columns of symbols that appear on the crystal. He completes the task as quickly as possible, where mistakes will never be tolerated. This magic tool will jump as the distance opens. There must be tons of demonic crystals consumed in Imperial City right now.

Placing the pen, Viral unlocked the double locked drawer. Remove the black painted box from inside. Roll up your sleeves and reveal your arms. When the pattern engraved on his arm glowed, the box lid opened. The columns of symbols you just wrote fit inside.

When he took out the paper with the same symbol that had originally been in it, Viral put it in the fireplace. When he takes the burning stick, he crushes the blackened paper in his mind.

"To deal with a country that has lost its soul, that's a little too much consideration."

Viral looked north with a distant eye. The snow in Teito will still be deep. I moved my eyes under the window and bit my lips. The kingdom already has signs of spring.