The Economics of Prophecy

Don!

The thick wooden ceiling trembled.

"I couldn't even touch Bertoldo's walls. And that's impossible! What sorcery did Craig use?"

Viral wrath wooded on the top floor of the Imperial Palace in the early morning. Douglius, a black robe man with the title Merchant of the Empire, who reported the end of Operation Castle Bug, serves and calmly accepts the anger of his boss.

"Looks like they used the wood we brought into Bertoldo as a landmark."

"Wouldn't it be impossible if we understood the ecology of worms more fully than we do?"

Viral's face was wondrously distorted by the explanation of induction and incineration using wood. It means that their measures were taken completely backwards. For him, who took advantage of the carriage race to scatter the spores of the Warcraft, it was the same. But now I have a more important report.

"Craig returns to the King's Capital much sooner than expected"

To his men's words, Viral painstakingly untied his clenched fist.

"... if they know about the relationship between wood and bugs, they also know it's our operation"

"There's no doubt about it. Many of the Knights' troops seem to remain between Bertoldo and the King's Capital for the reason that they sweep the remnants of the Warcraft."

"... the letter of the insider who initiated it and the information on the spot for the troops to operate in the kingdom will be taken home. Everything else is disposed of."

My boss decided to escape in an instant.

"I lurk in the kingdom"

said Douglius. As my boss understood it, this Craig operation is clearly heterogeneous. For warcraft, magic, that's common sense. But this time Craig is defeating the Giant Warcraft with little or no witchcraft. For him, who had been plagued by a gap between the Knights' power and the effects of the dragon crusade, that had become an irresistible discomfort.

"... I can't tell you not to force yourself to cross the Great River of Hope. But don't forget that their knowledge and experience should only be harnessed after we cross the river."

Douglius nodded at his boss's words.

"My lord, there is an obscure movement around the hall. Surveillance by guards."

The samurai reported that the door would open.

"Have you moved yet? Get a carriage and get out of King's Landing and you'll be fine."

When Viral took the double locked box out of the drawer, he knocked the contents into the fireplace. And when I got back to my desk, I started fighting with a bunch of letters.

"What will the Empress do?"

samurai asked.

"There are only a few legs near Wang Du. Don't take your feet with you................ No, you do, get another carriage ready"

Viral discarded as he threw a bunch of paper into the fireplace.

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"Is this it?

I asked the butler who guided me. I want to know, I didn't want to know, but this is the first time I've ever stepped so far into the back of the Grand Mansion. At the penetration of the hallway, heavy doors illuminated by candlelight intimidate civilians.

The butler silently thanked him. It seems to be a rush.

When I opened the door, I saw a circular table in the center of the room. Euphiria and Craig had already sat in their seats. I want you to be a little concerned with the civilian population. Heijian, no, a part-time employee has appeared as an executive officer in a situation like this.

When I tried to sigh, I realized there was another human in the room. An old man I don't know.... No, he's an old man I've only seen once between glances.

Whatever the prince or grand duke, give the duke a break......

Not if you're making a lot of mistakes.

... you can't balance that more than the hostility of the Empire has become obvious.

A third prince with the greatest force against the Knights of Warcraft in this country, the Grand Duke that binds the West, which is to be the heart of the kingdom's economy in the future. And the Duke at the apex of national politics. I have a member in front of me who might not even be in line at your meeting.

There are four seats around the table and one is empty.

Whose seat is it? I looked back at the door. Don't come to the king or anything.

The Grand Duke pointed to an empty seat with a feather fan. So pay some more attention to the civilians. Because it's far easier to be standing.

I will never hear of Noel's stupidity when he smashed through the seniors and became a court magician apprentice again. He said he didn't want to be scolded on this merit. And Fulsey's.

Oh, yeah, I'd love to show Shelly this sunshine. It will lower the sawdust drinks.

"What are you doing? Sit tight."

"Yes......"

I grabbed the paper in my hand at the old man's gaze. Well, it's not bad to have a prime minister. The figures in this are not too important to say.

- That's the report of this Warcraft crusade.

"Two villages in the west are practically gone. The village itself is safe, but there are five villages that have been cut off some of the arable land."

"... it was superimposed that no damage was done to the Knights. The damage to the countryside fits within our grasp."

The concubine is not the one to deal with it.

To the words of Craig and the Grand Duke, the Chancellor does not move his expression. But that look suddenly shot me.

"So, this boy said he had all the plans"

"Right. Discovery of the Mucus, Stopping the Occurrence of the Giant Warcraft by sweeping the Mucus before it became Giant, Crusade of the two Born Warcraft. It's all about Ricardo."

"It is the strength of His Highness Craig's martial courage and His Highness Alfina's prophecy, plus the occasional glory of His Highness the Grand Duke. Master Fulsey, the Great Sage, and Noel, the court magician apprentice, and, uh, the transport guild..."

"It's like, I knew everything in advance, I have to wonder so"

Even though I'm desperate to name names other than mine, the Chancellor ignored them.

Well, if you had decent intelligence, you'd make that decision. But I knew about the sticky fungus before I was born, you can't say.

"I know how the Chancellor feels. There's no chance this guy's an imperial mastermind."

"Right. Everything Ricardo has done so far can be said to stand in the way of the Empire. Just because Ricardo did nothing, the east and west of the kingdom have been devastated, especially the west, with fatal injuries. What about the prime minister who let the empire's messenger slip away?"

Craig changes the subject with sarcastic words.

"It's an excuse, but I couldn't have predicted using the crown princess as an excuse. It's just that the guard who let him step into the public hall got the other confidentiality."

"It would be an abandoned stone little girl who would have been informed of nothing and a document that would be encrypted and unreadable. Besides, I hear it was the First Knights who held the princess back."

Euphiria sarcastically. In the kingdom's thinking, was it behind the perception to make the Empress a princess?

"The prince who netted the road to the Great River must have escaped."

"I discovered it, but I got away with it at a speed that I couldn't catch up with at night."

Craig told me. The Knights discovered the abandoned carriage near a forest north of the King's Capital. We explored the surroundings with all our might, but he said it was finally time to capture the hindsight running into the dark night. Hi, they're not that carriage.

"Oh, um..."

I raised my fearful hand. The Prince, the Grand Duke and the Duke look at me.

"Around the carriage, that's right. Can you look for special footprints and shit and stuff like that"

"What's the reason?

I remember the words Dolph told me before I left Bertoldo. He said the foot area of the Imperial carriage was made of total metal and there were signs of a change in the position of the Ding as well. I mean, over-specs for a horse to pull.

"I don't know about this, but I thought I might have a three-finger footprint or some white shit. It'll be a small number, but also work with a nearby hunter or something."

"We'll arrange it right away"

Craig nodded. Especially shit.

"Now, where the information has been shared, let's get into the key topic. That's the next move in the Empire."

Craig said.

"It is an unforgivable act, such as releasing a warcraft into the kingdom. Leaving that aside, it's hard to understand what you're thinking. The Empire must always allocate its strength against the Warcraft, taking the risk of hostility to a kingdom that relies on food supplies."

The Chancellor went.

"... you know, that's it, but hey"

I need your permission. Yes.

"No, I'm not shy because I'm a civilian. This is a kind of bullying situation."

I told Euphilia. I think this one uses words with the thought of stepping on thin ice. Thanks to you, I just stepped through it.

"... although this is the credit of the great sage, Master Fulsey, and his disciples, Alchemists Noel and Meer. From the wood sold to Bertoldo this time to attract the Warcraft, we have a record of the Imperial Vessel activity. Of course, it's a regional record, but even the other piece of wood obtained in the Kenwell Chamber of Commerce legend has data of the same trend. And here's a summary of that."

I spread the graph on the table. A record of the Empire's demonic pulse activity over the past seventy years, the lead role in this conference is this graph.

Everyone's eyes nail to a piece of paper. Silence covered the table. A sway of candles mirrors the shadows of the three stationary men on the wall.

"Wouldn't it be surprising if you attacked me tomorrow?"

Euphiria told me to roar. There's already an overwhelming lack of information, and perhaps time.

We need to start with the analysis of the Empire's Souvenir "Ginger". Shit and footprints, encrypted documents left behind, and….