The Economics of Prophecy

I saw terrible things at the end, but my return from Flying Dragon Mountain went well. It was so narrow inside a horse dragon car occupied by the carcass of a demon worm.

The day after I returned to Maldoras, I headed to the room next to the dining room, which was turning into a work place for Mayteer. In the hallway, a knight in different armor guarding the door is talking.

Should I also say it's a feat of injury, the atmosphere of the knights in both countries is clearly changing. Craig and Dagobird were also arguing about booze last night, apparently.

It's a good change if you think about the purpose of working with the Empire for the next disaster. The problem is, for that matter, my responsibilities are getting heavy.

Head down deeper to the knight who notices me and lowers his head in alignment.

In this quest, two precious horse dragons have been lost and three knights injured. By the way, two wounded knights are empires and one is a kingdom. Damage I wouldn't have answered if I hadn't stretched my legs to Flying Dragon Mountain.

The value of doing so depends on how much information you can pull from the samples you bring back. Dagobad's words about delivering results commensurate with the damage are heavy on his chest. Now what happens if the hypothesis is off...... No, objectively, the next disaster is better to the same extent as usual.

No one will be happy, including me, even if the hypothesis of a herd of dragons is hit.

"You're finally here, Ricardo. Wait a minute.... Soon."

"No, please sit down because we're coming."

Maityle, who stood up with her hand against her desk, comes here with a chick. Her left leg is bandaged. Apparently, the degree of frustration in the empire is not included in the injuries. I rush over to Mathilde.

"Exaggerate."

"Your Highness, because I was forced to do so much. Give yourself a little weight..."

Crane flashes. Needless to say, it felt like someone was strong. The fear of gaze from the gap in Ealis.

"With that said, I need to give this back"

I tried to give him the ring that I had kept from Maityle.

"That's what Ricardo has. It's kind of like an ID, so it won't get in the way."

"Your Highness, that's..."

"All the more so because Ricardo only looks like a civilian."

"You don't just look like a civilian, you're a civilian."

"Yes, sir. Let's start consulting on the analysis of the future of the empire and kingdom."

Ignore my protest, Mathilde gets down to business. You have no choice, you are right about having to decide on future policies.

"In my opinion, the analysis of the demonic pulse comes first. It's kind of lacking in fun to be on schedule."

Ice striped clay to analyze for the first time. And I have to read out a much longer record than the annual wheel. Moreover, there is a special purple light magic involved.

"Right..."

It's just...

"What? Is there something more interesting?

"No, I have no objection to policy. The goal is to prove that the next calamity is the same as it was 400 years ago, that is, 400 years ago, with the same demonic vein activity."

After all, the priority is the demon pulse.

"Is it the annual wheel where the method is established first"

Crane went.

"Will Crane be as tough as she says? Well, purple magic is involved, so it might not be a glimmer."

"That's right..."

Mountains of blood, and magic with unusual energy that was occurring in Flying Dragon Mountain. And of the crystal......

"I'd love to see you without Fulsey. That old man is a monster when it comes to measurements. Hey, maybe we should contact the kingdom and proceed with sorting the catalysts that react to purple now. I'm sending you those nail marks. And then you're sending me a letter?

"That's right..."

I'm telling the truth. If you want to use purple magic in the kingdom, you'll have to enlist Alfina's help.

"It would be Ricardo's creed to take the lead. Overprotective."

"And anyway, let's analyze the purple magic once in Ehlis before we do it. Requirements that would be more necessary…"

"... okay. Crane, by the way. I wonder what the ancient dragon's eye looks like."

"I gave instructions to the Imperial City to gather records of a time when the ancient dragon-eyed witch couldn't leave a successor. He said to thoroughly collect old records."

"What do you say?"

"It helps."

"It's kind of awkward, but it's the biggest thing you can owe Ricardo. I can't take it off in the national interest of the Empire."

Mathier said like a shank. If it's as good as borrowing from me, pile it up.

"Fine, then the policy is to analyze the demonic veins. It would be nice to look for ways to analyze ice stripe clay while measuring the annual wheel. Crane hurried to get more ealis. Because the Imperial Vessel Measurement looks like you should hurry. Flying Dragon Mountain, which emitted purple magic, is far away, but given the recent instability of the demonic pulse, I can't be alarmed."

"I understand.... because my hometown is the east"

Batan.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened. Even if in the Empress's space, a man in black comes in with his shirt.

"Ricardo Vinder. We need to talk about the treatment of that Warcraft carcass"

"Oh, here comes the mess."

Mathier shrugged her shoulder.

"Mathier, if you want to say something, say it"

"I can't believe you came all this way to call me, I just thought. Well, if you can show Ricardo the power of his knowledge in front of you, you can't."

"It's only based on necessity and imperial interests. In the first place, I brought back the arr..."

"Even so. Well, I can't help it, so I'll lend it to you now. Yes, I have an idea about the control of horse dragons using a magic silver circuit. I'll talk to you later."

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The carcass of the black demon worm was placed in a shed in the garden. There is snow laid from the mountains. Slightly stored properly.

"Give me that."

Dagobad signaled his men who had refrained on the side. My men spread the black cloth. There was one demonic crystal there.

"The core of this Warcraft is the Deep Red Demon Crystal."

"... I see"

I thought it was dark when I saw it in the mountains, but I knew it. Sounds like it has something to do with purple magic. Do you feel that the Magic of Deep Red can be filled with normal Red Demon crystals, and the Magic of Purple feels like a Deep Red Demon crystal?

"Mount Flying Dragon is far from the Empire. No matter what powerful warcraft there is, it is not the harm of the Empire. In fact, it's the type of warcraft that's never appeared in an empire."

"Right."

I struck a modest match.

"Hmm. I'd like to ask you a lot about how you spotted that particular Warcraft weakness. Well, anyway, it's a warcraft that's not an immediate threat to the Empire. And for you..."

Dagovard has turned his eyes to explore.

"I want to exterminate the Fei Long. For me, it could be an ally, right?

I'm not coming near the new city because they don't have the ability to fly over me eating a flying dragon. The so-called "beneficial worm”. I don't know how much easier it would be to build a new city, assuming a major outbreak would devour Fei Long.

"One, I think, is the same concern your Highness had when he saw this."

I looked at the deep red "seemingly" demonic crystal.

"Behind the demon pulse of the Empire is a place where deep red demon crystals can be taken. Assuming that type of warcraft, do you call it a warworm? If a deep red demon crystal is born from a demon worm. In the past, that demon worm will live in the realm of the Empire."

Dagobad nodded bitterly.

"The other question is, if there was originally a demon bug in Flying Dragon Mountain, could the Flying Dragon have lived there?"

"... I mean, you're new. Probably from the Mountains of Despair."

"Yes, if that purple magic has anything to do with the next disaster, I think it's a phenomenon we can't ignore..."

It's an unknown demon bug full of things we don't know at the moment, how did you analyze it? I think there were bugs similar to this in my previous life, if I can remember that......

Me and Dagobad's gaze was directed at a giant insect in the cabin.

"Lord Ricardo. We need to talk about a new deal…"

A voice hung from our backs. Turning around, Lisa Belt and one fat man stand.

"It's not like this is happening right now."

Dagobird stared at Lisa Belt. No, that's my main business...