The Economics of Prophecy

"Is there two things that seem certain? The occurrence of a thin demonic vein zone between Bertoldo and the king's capital, and the hatching of eggs by the curse of that demonic vein"

"I mean, where did that egg come from next"

Fulsey's words are an affirmation of my premise. I nod and move on with the argument.

"There are a few possibilities, but one was originally there"

"You'll have been asleep for hundreds of years."

It can withstand long periods of dormancy. There was also news in Japan that lotus seeds sprouted more than a thousand years ago. Eggs can withstand prolonged hunger and dryness if they are seeds anyway.

But it's been happening since the kingdom was founded. It is uncomfortable that a large number of spores were asleep in the soil.

"The other thing is, in fact, the spores are always flying, and I didn't know because until now they didn't hatch because they didn't have a demonic pulse"

It's like a plant grown on an asphalt crack. Seeds are always flying from distant meadows, but most species can be burned on asphalt. No one even realizes the existence of a species when the asphalt is in complete condition. I can tell that the seeds were actually flying when cracks occurred and the ground was exposed.

Even the dragon flew in. It's not strange that seeds fly in the sky. If it's bacterial level, it's what usually happens.

"I can't think about that either. Then, for example, a mucus has occurred at the last Mount Tuvire or something. Or no wonder that happens on the side of the red woods between East and West"

"I see..."

I thought about it.

"I know you're in a hurry, but you shouldn't leave Warcraft to the Knights. In the first place, if that's dangerous, the king's capital is more dangerous than Bertoldo's."

"Sure you do."

The Knights are set to crusade. Information is gathered when we return to the Wang capital. As Noel said, I'm not even sure if that has anything to do with the calamity of prophecy.

"If you had such a dark face, you'd be distracted this way. I'm gonna open the window."

Noel opened the carriage window. I kept thinking in the same position, and when I relaxed my neck, I looked out the window for air. Surrounded by flat grass. We took the main road, so we'll arrive in Bertoldo tomorrow.

We're going to Bertoldo about honey and the workshop. There's something else I need to think about.

Is that it?

"Stop the carriage, Remi."

I found more than one figure in the meadow, and I told Remi on your stand. Three men stick something like a jar on the ground.

"I'm not digging for peat, it's not unusual."

"Isn't it a little far?

It should be quite far from the nearby village. Peat is heavy with water. It catches me to come all the way here to dig. That's what bothered me when I was thinking about resources that I had never been able to access before because of the improvements to the carriage.

"Ha, ha, yes. I want peat. Well, it's like we touch the law..."

The man that he's the nearest villager is obviously odd. The radar carriage has no luxury shards on the exterior. But there's one knight on guard. Even Fulsey, Noel would normally look fine enough.

"No, it's not. This place is pretty far from the village, isn't it? I thought there might be as much nearer ground for peat."

"Oh, oh, I see. Actually, the peat here is dry and easy to use."

"Really..."

I stretch my fingers out into the black dirt that has just been dug out. Sure, I'm somewhat exposed.

"Yes, it's been about the last year or so since I've come to dig"

Lower moisture content does make it lighter, and requires less drying effort. But what made the peat dry? Are you saying that the groundwater vein has dropped? If so, what's the cause?

I saw a black hole in the ground. Peat is soft and weak as ground. There's no such thing as a catastrophe.

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"Wow..., it's getting kind of busy..."

"Right, the number of carriages is clearly increasing"

Once I crossed Bertoldo's castle gate, I could see how the city was changing. Me and Noel dropped our voices in the busy streets.

"Oh, my God, you've been trashing."

Fulsey tuned in, too. I know it's a pleasure. But there are people who reflexively pull on being busy.

"Right. Because merchants like you never visited before are also starting to visit. I'm having a hard time getting an inn. This summer, honey will have to be transported from nearby rural areas. The chairman is struggling, too."

Heading toward the workshop, I saw a building just framed along the way. Is it a new inn?

"Here, more thoughtful and angled there. Previously on…"

When I walked into the workshop, I heard Dolph. He seems to be teaching young craftsmen to install board springs.

There's a bogan in the back furnace watching desperately working apprentices in silence. Is human expansion going well?

"Oh Vinder's Young Husband"

Dolph noticed this way. Bogan also raised his hips. With the exception of one who was attached to the furnace, five men gather before me. The new faces say, "That guy's", "young," etc. How is it explained?

"Oh, no, you'll be busy, don't worry too much"

I said when I saw the carriage lined up in the workshop. The numbers are tripling, but not very much, but not enough. This is it with ”repair”.

"Well, not very much, but not enough hands. I'm going to have another one next month. That way you'll be able to train the kid from scratch."

Dolph said. He doesn't seem like much.

"Well, how's the mold?"

I asked Bogan, who Noel feared.

"You're terrible, but incredibly sturdy. No maintenance needed yet. That is why the production efficiency of the bearings is increasing. I can now trust the finishing touches."

Is it better to install the bottleneck as it stands? But if Dolph is more on track, he may not be able to keep up with the production of the bearings this time. Anyway, there's only one mold.

"Mr. Bogan. What is happening with the management of the fire source?

Response to prophecy is paramount over enlargement. Of course, assuming the worst. Consider avoiding fatal injuries even if Bertoldo collapses. Afterwards, think not to collapse in the first place.

"Fire management is fundamental to blacksmiths, I'm also strictly saying to newcomers..."

"What if it's not a normal situation, like a sudden dragon attack"

When I said that, one of the new faces shook himself terribly. I see, I guess you're from Kurtheit. I'm sorry to stimulate trauma, but let me take advantage of that experience.

"Talk to him there, too, and make an evacuation plan when you have to. However, the priority is. I'm a person in one or two. The mold is next."

Whoever grew up here is the best asset. I can rebuild the mold.

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"Have you seen the state of the city? Would be quite."

A grand mansion that can be called a castle. Euphiria said, waving a feather fan satisfactorily.

"Looks like it's going well."

I dared to answer with a bright voice.

Next to the mansion is the cathedral tower. It is not safe here to say that it will fall. I want the Grand Duke to run if he can, but I guess that's not how it works.

"The increase in the number of people in the workshop and the improvement of the Knights carriage came to a halt, so the merchants pushed over. More craftsmen are working with carriage decorations."

The treasurer behind me is nodding.

"Even our Knights are in the process of replacing carriages"

Deacon said. I see you had a boneless carriage with a Bertoldo tattoo on the workshop. Given what's going to happen, transport capacity is as good as it gets.

But that's all there is to it for the economy.

"It's not a good thing."

Talking about the outbreak of the mucus until I got here, Euphilia went abominable.

"It's called the Western Warcraft Flood" Monster Flood, "good with the dragon raid, don't let all the strange things happen in recent years. I guess they're right, massive changes are in the background."

"We're getting more alert, no matter what happens."

Deacon nodded.

"Speaking of buying wood from the Empire, there was that tea party and it was a success. I'm already heading this way across the river. How much was it?"

"Ha."

Euphilia said to change the air. The treasurer shows me what a contract looks like.

"Is that so much? The curator will be delighted. Do you know where it was logged?

I was surprised by the amount. Instead of an inn, I can't afford to build two or three workshops. I heard about the Empire wanting to sell timber, but it's competitive with Kurtheit and stuff. The Empire should be over there. No way, Kokura Matcha Ice Cream is a force. However, this allows a large number of samples to be taken.

"That depends on your arm."

"Ask out as much as you can. For example, the climate and terrain are different from those of the Empire, so if the deflection of wood is different, it feels troublesome."

"Let's try. Well, if you appeal somewhat to the influx of people into Bertoldo and the expansion of the countryside, you think this is a good customer over there?

"Merchantically, yes."

Actually, one more thing, yeah. I think the pride of the nobility has begun again. We need to find out about the temperament of the merchants in the Empire.

"... If you say the village is spreading, there's one thing I'd like to ask you. Before you get here..."

I told him about the villagers who wanted peat.

"Because the increase in the price of firewood in Wangdu was echoing here as well. During the winter, even Bertoldo seemed to consume more than usual"

Deacon answered.

"Besides, it's a place where arable land has been spreading for years."

"I see."

You mean the use of groundwater veins has progressed in agriculture and water levels have dropped? Would you consider at once the possibility that the Bertoldo will crumble due to ground subsidence?

"Even in the north, near the Great River, the population still seems to be expanding. Maybe that's where the flawed man will be attracted to Bertoldo's reputation."

Euphilia pointed to the top of the map. I found a strange blank there. To say near the Great River should be suitable for agriculture.

"Speaking of which, what about the trading hub with the Empire?"

"It's not Caville that's at the center. Even in the West, the power of concubines does not extend directly under the King's command."

Euphilia pointed to the map. A short distance from the Great River is the mark of a square city.

"It looks like you're away from the river..."

"Not the remnants of the old days. By the time we were fighting the Empire, it seemed fundamental to pull it away from the river and then beat it. Not as long as Bertoldo was at the rear base. Well, for a young concubine, it's only hearsay."

"The imperial horses were bigger than the kingdom and seemed unfavourable in the battle between the Knights. Every soldier seemed to be a formidable enemy trained in the battle against the Warcraft. The kingdom was receiving more momentum from the castle walls everywhere, countering them with the strength of numbers. I was a kid, too."

I see, limited scorched-earth tactics? After all, the empire is above you in your individual combat abilities. Even fifty years ago.

"But in the last fifty years, villages and so on have also spread. If you get attacked now, how far can you handle it? Especially if you saw the Imperial carriage."

"As far as operating on the flat ground, I don't think this improved carriage can be beaten either..."

The extent to which that carriage can operate after all, but when the enemy's ability to replenish is greater than assumed, it collapses, for example, in the old vs. imperial manual. In the unlikely event of an attack to Bertoldo, the western part of the kingdom could fall into the hands of the Empire.

I just remembered what the city was like.

"We have to protect them at all costs."

Magic carriage, that one we saw in the race........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Wait, that race!

"What's up?"

I stared at the map. The magically diminished spot we investigated, and from there, the spot leads southwest. The array of slowly arcing spots is well off the main road we used to race.

But that point is near the point where you can no longer tell the trend of that carriage in the qualifying round. Normally I can't think of going around such a bad road, but that carriage in the Empire is possible.

"No doubt, the origin of the eggs is the Empire"

What happened before the start of the race comes back to the back of my brain. What did Fulsey say then? The Imperial carriage said it would block the magic. I thought it was to mislead the carriage's performance because I had stopped hiding it in the main race.

But if that's a magic measure that keeps the eggs from waking up, it all leads to it.

"I mean, that swarm of slimes..."

It will mean imperial bioterrorism, no biological weapons. It is a level of behaviour that is not comparable to interference in carriage racing, etc. I have to tell Craig as soon as possible.

Pink flowers are already starting to bloom in the Grand Duke's garden. I don't have time for prophecy anymore either.

"I will return to the king's capital immediately."

I told Euphilia. By now, Alfina should be seeing Lisaberto. The place is Prla, and besides Claudia, there's supposed to be Meer and Vinaldia in the store ”who happen to be here for a business meeting," so I think it's okay.