The Economics of Prophecy

Ready for the red colony book culture, we greeted Fulsey, who was worried about noise reduction using [IG-1]. I checked the raw reply and left the lab.

The autumn sky in the evening is already dark. When the temperature drops, it becomes that difficult to adjust the culture conditions. Though I am careful with the idea of shutting off the outside air and the fireplace. Unlike the original world, there are no cultures that regulate temperature.

Problems such as halving the growth rate or growing bacteria can be considered just because the temperature has dropped slightly. Like electricity, if magic resistance changes with temperature, maybe we can use it to make a thermometer, but probably not.

If that's what's going to happen, it's got to be affecting your measurements using magic. Even this experiment hasn't been done so well. Magic, truly a mysterious power. I am just wondering what knowledge the Empire possesses.

... Can't you afford to put it on magic physics even though magic biology alone is out of specialty in every sense?

"Sorry to keep you company so late, both of you."

I went out with him. I told Lilka and Noel.

"Because if we don't just help this way, it's gonna be a big deal. Mostly Meer."

"Let's not. Vinder makes Meer work too much"

Noel tunes in to Lilka's sarcastic tone. Although I think Noel relies on Meer in his analysis of the Magic Leadership as well.... Was I involved in that too?

"I know..."

I can't argue with you at all. I was the secretary of the Vinder Chamber of Commerce's work, "Hongyu," more recently than not, in addition to deputies, I added an out-of-business job called catapult ballistics calculations.

"I flipped when I found out about Meer's salary, 'cause that's not the problem."

Meer is not a servant. Her income increases depending on the profits Vinder makes. By shareholding ratio, it's the same as mine. It's an unshakeable amount, but I've never seen you spend it for yourself. Well, that doesn't change my dad or me.

Whatever, I don't have time to use it. On the other hand, I thought I was going to rebuild the Chamber of Commerce building as a whole, and I became a temporary resident in the Grand Official Residence. Either way, it's impossible until the war is over.

"No matter how much money you have, it doesn't mean you're broken."

I saw the school building in Noel's words. The librarian's office, visible from the backyard, is lit. When I'm in the lab, she tries to help me, so Meer has to use the curator's office. The original Lord is staying here.

A figure of Meer running black charcoal alone on the stone slab in the curator's office came to mind.

"At least pick me up here"

We have a carriage picking us up from the Grand Duke's residence. I'm supposed to go home with you because when you two go home separately, guarding and other hassles can be daunting. The original rendezvous is at the back door.

"Don't say the obvious, like a good idea."

I changed course into a school building, considering the communal handicap and the disparity between ordinary people.

"Good. Are you there yet?"

"What's wrong?"

Dalgan, who came out of the school building, found me and called out.

"I mean the medium. I'm almost out of minutes for crushing the first head. I told you to let me know."

"I used it in large quantities."

The medium purchased from Dalgan is almost biologically derived. We have to consider the effects of individual differences in cattle used in the ingredients.

We stock [IG-1] from a litre of medium, but if the quality of the medium changes, the growth rate of bacteria and the secretion of [IG-1] will change. In other words, the lot difference becomes impossible to ignore.

"... the point is, make it all together and even the difference."

"Yes, because if you put the three heads together, it doesn't make a difference from head to head."

"I see. We'll figure it out when we crush it."

"For aseptic manipulation and confidentiality, I will do the culture here for the moment. The extraction and others will be left to the Chamber of Commerce of Vinaldia. It doesn't matter if you have the amount. Preservation is in the form of concentration as much as possible."

"Okay. So I'll talk through it."

"Ah, later..."

I order medium without ingredients. The simpler you think about purification, the better. I want to explore the minimum component composition. There is also a cost problem.

"Okay. That's settled."

Dulgan, who took note of my order, said.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble."

"I'm getting a decent fee. Nominally delivered to the Knights and Magic Dormitories. My father looks just as good when it comes to ordering from Prince Craig and the Great Sage. He's bragging all around me with my medals."

"That was good. Oh, excuse me. I can't keep you waiting, so this is it."

When I look at the school building, the lights in the curator's office are off.

"You shouldn't keep Meer waiting. You're making her work too hard."

Everyone says the same thing. Besides, all of them work too much because of me, so I really don't have standing up.

"... you will have a consolidated rest when you are done with the Empire. At least."

I headed to the back door.

I can hear the wheels of the carriage moving away from the other side of the fence. Multiple units at this time. Plus, I'm in a hurry.

"Vi, Vinder"

As the back gate approached, Sherry ran out of breath.

"What's up? Trouble with the filling or the sugar?

Next trouble. Highly purified sugar is also used for the medium. Even though production is limited, sudden demand increases. There shouldn't be a surge in orders this time of year, but if you're in trouble with business, you have to deal with it.

"And suddenly the men came in through the back door... Mi, Mia's been taken."

"What!?

I didn't know what they said for a moment. Several knights are running towards the back gate. There is no sign of Meer who should be waiting there.

◇ ◇

Lower town near east of Wangdu. The back of a crushed chamber of commerce is dim even during the day. A single candle placed on a long desk with a crack illuminates the anxious face of five men.

"What are we going to do now?"

One man opened his mouth, unable to bear the silence. Thin faces that seem weak, can't fit into these places.

Until a long time ago, they were men in quite a position in the Wang capital. A man who was entrusted with a shop under the umbrella of Drefano. He was hired by Kalest as an expert in rough affairs.

"I wonder what we're going to do with this dialogue. Your number one target is Ricardo Vinder. Weren't you familiar with the college?"

The darkness was awesome across from the men. The slender man shook his body trembling and nagging at the sound of Robe's man's push to death.

"Oh, I can't believe so many knights looked around when we were there..."

"Besides, that kid didn't come out very well, and when I thought the Grand Duke's carriage was like this, it was too much."

A tough man with a scratch on his cheek made an excuse. It's as if it's also traumatic to that carriage.

"Well, yeah, this one says they'll be aligned at the back gate of the college properly... Mostly, you were the one who said we were both last minute. If we step in any further than that, we'll be inside by now."

The men made excuses verbally. What if I can't risk one or two of my life to get my lost life back? The man in the robe pounded his tongue inside.

"I'm going to have to catch Ricardo Vinder using that girl as bait. If I can do that, I'll forget about this mess."

Thoughtfully, his consciousness was directed to his back, not to the men in front of him. There's a little brunette girl tied up there. An unusually quiet and dear girl.

"Well, that's impotent. You failed once, so they must be on guard. Even the guards..."

It is certain that the target is raising the level of alert beyond a failed raid once. However, the expiry date of the permit provided by the collaborator is close.

"No problem. Life or death will be easy."

Kata.

There was a noise in the back of the room. The girl wandered off. He said he was caught by a bunch of strangers, but look at the upset of a girl who was a grown-up. The mutt laughed tiny and damned.

There was a reason why he increased his target, knowing he couldn't. His mission is only to take away the source of knowledge that Vinder holds.

From that point of view, this girl named Meer is too abnormal.

Lisaberto's intel says Ricardo's secretary. It is worth serving as a source of information at this point. Moreover, the information of the Second Prince shows that there is a connection with the Chancellor's secretary. In addition, it has a very close relationship with Alchemist Noel and Witch Princess Alfina.

What was decisive was the sight in the First Knights' squad yard. Ricardo Vinder, who was supposed to be a great sage or master, seemed to be moving at the girl's behest.

Even though it's unusual for the Silver Chamber of Commerce to have that many connections, a girl who is just its servant is on par with the most important figures in the kingdom.

Besides, this girl has slight but magical qualities. Not enough qualities to take, but completely different than none.

The man slowly approaches the girl. Aware of the candlelight behind him, the man pulled out the knife.

"Don't shout."

I put the knife close to the girl's throat once and made sure the girl nodded small before taking the monkey groove.

As a matter of fact, the conversation I had with the men earlier was a bottom-up preparation to extract information. A play to keep an unreasonable order to bring him in without a scratch.

It's like capturing a beautiful woman. I think if the information is for a purpose, you can even move your mouth, but at the order of the next emperor, you have to obey.

Of course, you don't have to teach someone who might be the target.

"Is it time for you to talk to me? What do you know about Vinder's secrets? The client is interested in your knowledge. If you can provide us with the knowledge we're looking for, we can't do anything wrong. For example…"

With the knife in his hand, he took out a metal ring as he stuck his hand in his chest.

"Parts of this carriage being handled by the Vinder Chamber of Commerce. What's the secret to this?"

Rotate the bearing in front of the girl.

…………

"Well, then again Ricardo Vinder..."

The man in the black robe turns his back on Meer.

"You guys, the weapons you're going to use in your next operation..."

"Huh!... wait"

"What?

The man asked without even turning around.

"……… what are the numbers you will now say to that person"

A line of numbers comes from the girl's mouth. It matched up to three digits with the numbers taught to Maitille. Another fourth digit, fifth digit......

Robe's man decided to leave King's Capital.