The Economics of Prophecy

In the evening, the main auditorium in the centre of the College's premises was flooded with lights. In the original world, a space about the size of a gymnasium is decorated like a hotel ceremony. It's a celebration to coincide with the Knights' triumph. The venue is full of decorated students.

”Two” are out of the Academy to help prevent this disaster.

One is a classmate girl, regardless. Now surrounded by many students and teachers in the heart of the venue. A simple white dress dazzles me in the distance. It's not that lady knight by my side, it's a lady I don't know.

Students praising the Virgin repeat their greetings uncut. It hasn't been a month since the sight of that courtyard.

Is it the people who left her when she was being fooled that are bowing their heads with desperate faces? Of course, I won't come any closer. Rather than......

"Why do I have to participate?"

I'm busy coping with the new situation that Vinder welcomes. The work is still piling up. With the number of papers, we can't beat the students who surround Alfina.

"It was caused by the inadvertent contact of seniors with Her Royal Highness and Grand Duke."

"You have no choice. If Leiria had died, our business would have crumbled. No, you're not supposed to have an invitation over here."

Meer turned away from Hui. Speaking of which, you were breaking up with your friend's girl on the way here. Did you do something wrong?

Only those invited can participate in this venue. Many civilian students celebrate carefully in another room. I wasn't even going that way.

"Because it's an invitation from the faculty. I can't say no."

"That's your grandfather..."

The other feast star, Fulsey, is a short distance from Alfina and is being spoken to by bald heads. Was it indeed the Dean of the Academy? The title of honorary director and wise man as the librarian, was it a lifetime pension with it? He seems to behave overwhelmingly to dilute Alfina's achievements.

There's something about a lifetime pension that appeals to privacy.

"Speaking of which, how could that woman not be at the Lord's? I thought you'd just look proud of me here."

I saw Claudia standing a little further away. There is no usual hegemony in her expression, transformed into a flower on the wall. How's it feel to pull out a white blade without hesitation from me? You can say, "Why are you here all the time?" Because I'm going home with that excuse.

"Looks like you've been kept away for a while"

Meer's tone dropped.

"To Alfina!?

"No, it looks like her father ordered us to keep our distance about the prophecy."

Speaking of which, when you went to Leiria, you said you were home. Did your proud home rival your dear Lord? In the meantime, the Lord is a great medal. The pride of loyalty is a blur.

"You can't behave inconsistently."

"You were consistent in your senior behavior. I consistently packed my distance with Master Alfina, saying I wouldn't get close. There was a discrepancy."

"Don't say anything rare. If it stands out to Heta, my safekeeping..."

"Seniors should revisit the meaning of the word" protective "

You noticed my gaze, Claudia looked at me better. Oops, here comes Count Rowan with a flabby face. Rowan is complaining about something to Claudia.

"Counts don't work for each other."

"Uncle Rowan, a heavy town in the Second Knights, has also lost a lot of reputation. They think you hid the information even though it was close to Master Alfina."

"Oh, there's a rumor going on about working with Drefano to sabotage the crusade of the Warcraft Flood"

"... Yes. Until a while ago, it was a ridiculous rumor that no one would deal with it, but there was a Western warcraft flood that couldn't possibly happen, and a second knighthood, unable to cope due to a lack of supplies, was robbed of its turn by the Third Knights. by unfortunate coincidence. Rumors gained credibility at once. It's like a prophecy."

Meer looked at me with a sarcastic face. Rumor has it that the time bomb burst brilliantly.

"For some reason, Kenwell's behavior allowed him to charge Drefano without getting in his hair, and Chairman Drefano changed the guild leader. The Baron of Honor is stripped."

"Coincidence is horrible. He's a great enemy."

"It's not the seniors who are horrible"

"If you're a commercial enemy, you deal with them in business, but political enemies deal with them in politics. I didn't take my life. I didn't take my son."

Reminds me of the sight of day.

The Third Knights triumph over the boulevard, spearheading the neck of a giant demon wolf. Whenever a prince wrapped in silver armor waves, the crowd cheers. The cheer of the prince and the Virgin, and of the people who honor the king and the kingdom. It was a beautiful sight, with royalty taking the initiative to protect the people.

On the other side, in the heart of the commercial district of Wangdu, the sign of the Drefano Chamber of Commerce had been pulled down and the mark of the guild leader, shining like a cheek, had been cut off. And all the seals of the House of Lords, which are a token of you, were gone.

Of course, that's why Vinder's position in the guild remains unchanged. I don't have the power to manipulate the next guild length. But it was Drefano's best guild. It would be a trojan system for the Chamber of Commerce below second place. It has been repeated in history to say that when there is no overwhelming leader, the three of us strike a balance.

But trojans are only a transitional system. Order and sequence save distortion in search of new forms.

Just a little more room for Vinder to move around. The next seed of fluctuation was also sown. All you have to do is create a probable hypothesis to match it, gather and validate information based on the hypothesis, and hit the next hand. It'll take a while, but I'm originally discreet, just fine.

"His son took the college, too."

"... right"

No, no, no, no. When I got back to college, Drefano's son was about to leave through the back gate. Ten of them were there. The perimeter was reduced to two. But it's a big deal because I stayed. They weren't zero hopes. Besides, one was a girl.

"I hope you notice. That the two of them left are worth as much as the original ten."

It was only Drefano's chairman who was my enemy. My son was just annoyed.

I have no sympathy. If Drefano targets us, people around me will inevitably suffer, too. The opposite is true.

Nothing compared to letting a large number of Drefano employees and their families get lost on the street.

"I had a lot of unplanned stuff going on, but I ended up doing well there,"

When I said that to Meer,

"You're Ricardo Vinder."

A lady in a good yellow dress approached. She's a pretty little face girl like a ballerina with chestnut hair tied up. I feel like I was next to Alfina earlier.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Luitsah, daughter of Viscount Adelhyde"

"... it's Ricardo Vinder. What can I do for you?

I thought, the only daughter of the Viscount the Grand Duke said. I don't think you're worth anything less than the Zero Chamber of Commerce.

"Say hello to the Virgin's trusted Ricardo."

Don't wear funny titles. I looked to the side for a moment. Looks like it was too late. After Rowan was gone, Claudia approached me, standing like a sniveler. Come before this happens.

"What the hell is that about?"

"Oh, was it just Claudia from the Adele family? I worked near the Virgin."

It is said in the past form. I thought I was angry, but Claudia stopped to pitch.

"Come on, I... It's not, this civilian has Alfina's trust, and so on and so forth."

"Oh, that's not funny, is it? Everyone seems to be making it a cot that wasn't entirely true, but since Master Alfina spoke of that prophecy, many humans suddenly left with their mother's blood in question. Including you and your parents."

"Oh, that's..."

"When Alfina was careful, it was Ricardo who listened to the prophecy and helped her."

"Become!!.................. Impossible. It must have been some mistake, until I saw this man as a chance to rub off on Master Alfina."

Claudia shook her head, as she rejected reality.

"Klau, what are you doing..."

"Hi, Princess."

The worst timing, for Claudia and me, so here comes Alfina. Claudia is acting like a villain's warrant.

"Thanks to Ricardo, I was able to prevent this disaster."

"Well, yeah. I don't doubt the merits of this one. Meer, you have a lot of power."

Another feast star behind Alfina, Fulsey the Sage, is nodding. I was in a hurry. To the words of the two protagonists of the feast, Claudia is blue. I want to be blue, too.

In the venue, we find ourselves in a rare uniform, that is, a civilian student, and the main character of the feast is talking to us. The surrounding gaze gathers here in an instant.

"Overrated is the ultimate honor. but Meer anyway, I” just happened ”to know about the prophetic land. Everything was true for the sake of the country, Master Alfina's courage. And it's a gift of the wise man's” profound ”knowledge."

I desperately attempt to modify my orbit while drowning in cold sweat. The princess looks at me sadly. Stop it, don't look at me with such painful eyes. I made sure I made a good profit. I'm smashing classmates' houses and stuff.

"Well, as the princess says, it's itchy. My aunt praised you for painting all the pictures."

I said it in a pose where Luetua would do her hand on her cheek. The attitude is that I am impressed, but this woman seems to have both one and two habits. I don't need any more aristocratic acquaintances that are difficult to handle. Even the number of people who can handle it is less than the crowd.

By the way, Claudia's complexion is no longer white.

"Well, even His Excellency Bertoldo..."

"It's true, Claw."

Claudia trembles as a mess. What to do, this is for my protection, I used to want to do an oak, should I restore this lady knight's position? But how...

That's when the music changed. People scatter from the center of the venue. Luckily for me, I tried to back off. But Luitzer winked at the princess for meaning.

"Can you dance, Mr. Ricardo?"

With all the stopping, Alfina said something outrageous. I saw Claudia. It's time. But the female knight doesn't react like a sneer.

"I'm afraid I don't have the heart to dance with Master Alfina. Let the feast of the corner be served..."

I only did the basics because I had classes for civilian students. But the real deal is this is too lame.

"Well, Ricardo, there's something you can't do either. I get it. I'll tell you. I've never danced with a boy before, so I don't know if I can do it right."

Alfina's remarks stir the perimeter. Surely there was no special significance to the first time a noble woman danced in the social world?

"If you have a fiancée, that hall. Otherwise, it is supposed to be the most trustworthy man. You're usually a guardian."

Meer, the gyto-eyed, gives a commentary. The question was solved. Alfina's guardian is the Grand Duchess, I see.

Alfina reaches out to me in white. The ambient gaze increases sharpness. That's right. Even if she's not a princess, if she's not the star of the feast, she's a pretty girl enough to be stared at. Especially what you look like now in a white pure dress......

Even though my tolerance is full of angels who were standing under unreliable light in the corners of unpopular bookstores.

In the first place. Has this aggressiveness changed the character?

Only Luetua is laughing funny. Did this guy burn anything?

The waltz-style rhythm begins to take off. The surrounding eyes concentrate here. If you say no here, the disrespectful who made the Sacred Virgin of the Redemption, the protagonist of the feast, scratch shame. That's what the situation is made of. There is no exit.

Add horrible hands to thin, beautiful fingers. My hand sweat is supposed to be terrible, but Alfina has gripped it back tight.

The road to the center of the venue opens on its own.

The dance begins. It will go with this one, Alfina is a basic step in the basics. I manage to fit my little classmates, I just want to compliment myself for being able to do that.

Eyes, eyes, eyes that pierce me in the exclusive possession of the feast protagonist, the beautiful Princess. Omnidirectional artillery thunderstorms are about to begin. Looking at the most beautiful princess in the kingdom, I am flabbergasted that my conservation plan has easily collapsed. I want to hit myself with pleasure until just now.

Seeing Meer as she seeks salvation. Meer is talking about something with Fulsey and Luiza and the three of us. My eyes met for a moment but I was distracted. I haven't communicated well with my men since I got here.

Qui and I got pulled over. Alfina turns a calm gaze of protest. I'm ready.

It's summer break in a few days. Let's take a break from college tomorrow.

Slight effort into Alfina's soft palms made her smile all the time. Try to ignore your surrounding gaze and look at them. Someone I can't reach, no, I'm not even willing to reach. Still, they're the ones who survived all sorts of difficulties together in a few moments.

I'm glad this position wasn't someone else, I can't help but see how that much exclusivity was sprouting.

Thus the first calamity ended under the honorable sacrifice of my preservation.