The Economics of Prophecy

Thirteen stories. It was black and a little brown, and it was all teetering.

"The festival is finally over."

I was relieved to see a test drive carriage running lightly through the form. This is the last circle. There are still hopeful, but the date as a trade fair is over.

Despite having to come all the way to Bertoldo, an order has arrived to ask the workshop to ”repair” the carriage.

By the way, Bogan and Dolph are interviewing an assistant at the workshop. This is not an area where I can get my hands on.

Central Garden commerce was also a boom in itself. Neither Cherimoya of Prla, nor the new ham of Dalgan. Apparently, Roston's truffle has a lot of contacts coming too. The bamboo, to which the merchant was subject, sold out on the second day, and the carriage continued to sell until the plum, whether it inspired a reputation to run around.

We were on our way to an example relief. The restoration was already over, and Lilka seemed relieved.

It is good to say that the trade fair was a success. At least there is no Alliance Leader counterattack. If it was even a test drive on that carriage against me, it could have exposed my reputation.

Again, I don't think I can prepare it as a product.

Perhaps that's where I was most relieved in a way. I recall the words of the artisans who observed the Imperial Carriage, which I have already called.

"I've never seen anything like it."

Dolph, who saw the exhausted carriage at the end of the race, says it was a different world under the mud. Above all, what was characteristic was the mechanism by which the four wheels moved independently.

And it was fitted with something like a skin toned gnarled cloth between the wheel and the body of the vehicle. The structure is simple, but probably suspensive. Dolph's the cloth? I speculated that it might be the skin of a warcraft with a full sea, thanks to remembering the pattern I had about.

According to Bogan, it is not different from a normal carriage around the axis, but it is made of metal that I have never seen. They were metallic to the axis. Apparently it's not magic gold. From Bogan's words that there was a scaly pattern, he remembered a metal called Dragon Scale Steel, which Noel makes by mixing dragon scales.

They say it's a material like the anomaly of being light and durable. Is it like iron that has changed its nature in rare earth?

In short, there was plenty of Warcraft material in that carriage.

As expected, it wasn't a commercial enemy. When I think about the material, it's not about the magic crystals.

It's not hard to imagine that it was built to run in the mountains, and given the geography of the empire, it's a convincing story. The problem is how rare the array is for the other side, and even if you subtract it...

"... yeah. Ricardo, we're here."

I was sinking into thought, and I got pulled on the hem.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Master Alfina"

If I had thought about the Imperial carriage, they would have come in front of the relief at some point. When I tried to respond to Alfina,

"Ricardo Vinder"

I noticed one girl approaching me straight. Blonde twin tail. faintly remembered. He's a freshman who's been staring at me in college.

"No, you can't, Vina. Because I'm fine."

A brown shortcut girl from behind her is desperately trying to stop her.

"Senior"

Meer draws my attention. Sure, was he a close family boy to Drefano and Calest? I've never seen the other one, though I don't seem to be a college student from my outfit. It's not like a guild leader assassin on a boulder.

"Uh, I don't know"

I spoke as peacefully as I could.

"Because of you messing up the form, Natalie's shop is!

The girl called Vina yelled. Manami is torn apart all the time. I remember some skill at buying people's anger at some point, but why are they so angry at me?

"I told you, didn't I? Don't do anything unsolicited in form. I'll never forgive you for kicking Natalie out of the store."

"Did you kick the store out? What the hell is this..."

I asked back. At a stage when the Knights' battle was lifted, the situation was definite that Matsubamboo Plum was not enough. I thought the other stalls made money from this crowd. No, actually, even stalls other than ours were queued.

"Oh, you're this crowd. The center of the form had to be vacated for the carriage. I would have prioritized stores that could sell a certain amount of merchandise to a food guild."

said D'Argan. I mean, this Natalie? Is it true that the child's stall was started? I see. I understand. I'm pretty sure it collapsed the ecosystem of commerce in the form. But......

"It's okay. The trade fair is over today. Starting tomorrow..."

"It's too late for that. Even though this was my last chance. You, you take it."

Vina became more and more absurd in her voice.

"You don't know what Natalie's trying to do when you're like you made up of Conne alone. Yes, because I thought my honey would beat Natalie's jam, so I jammed it."

Vina looked at the members of the Central Garden who had gathered around me.

No, I've never heard of this kid's jam. Who is this girl in the first place?

Shit, it's someone we can't talk to. It's pretty much the worst pattern of verbal flooding or anything from the first time we met. Besides, the other guy is a girl. Oh, I had to read Meer's report.

"Oh, there you are, Ricardo. Interested in that carriage you invented up to the First Knights, actually. I'd like to talk to you about how to handle it."

Craig showed up with the lieutenant's knight. Speaking of which, you were told to take some time. I thought you said you'd visit me later.

Unlike Alfina, a piece whose design is discreet regardless of the quality of the cloth that mixes among us, this one also has a knight for you. The chest even has a rose crest.

"I want to hear their plans for the future. The plan drawn up by them at this trade fair would have been even bigger. I need you to explain the future of the Bertoldo workshop properly. What about breadth? Will you change your course?"

Badly folded, he even showed up to Euphiria with Luitzer. Shit, aren't you getting more and more of what I've become of Conne?

"Grand Duke to His Royal Highness the Prince..."

Even though she prepared for further cursing, Vina stiffened her mouth with puffiness.

Well, why don't you keep cursing me or something in this situation?

"Also, I'm sorry. Vina, Vinaldia was rooting for my shop, so..."

A shortcut girl, known as Natalie, came out in front of Vina, Vinaldia, desperately bowed her head to me.

"Could it be the emotional be. Ricardo, I hope it's worth it, but you better decide what's best for you."

"Lord Craig, please don't make the situation any easier. Because this is like talking about business between civilians…"

That's what I said to the prince who gave me totally useless advice, and I tried to turn to the daughter of someone who seemed like an adult.

"Then if you're referring to the Vinder Chamber of Commerce, aren't I an associate too"

Now Alfina pinches his mouth. Vinaldia apparently noticed a second royalty. Yeah, you know your face because you're a college student. My body is trembling twice. Natalie's already going to cry.

Oh, my God, how do we fit this situation in? In the first place, I still don't know the situation.

"Uh, okay. Because these two aren't scared of anything. So, what's your store called?

I encouraged Natalie, saying things that wouldn't be comforting.

"Oh, you know, there's a debt deadline to buy sugar, the"

That's why I shorted the funds. But you're a challenger to say you sell sugar in a stall. He said jam. Jams in this world don't use sugar. It's a boiled fruit for preservation.

"What do you call that jam?

All right, good. At times like this, it's my sacrifice to talk about things, visible things, anyway. Things aren't as easy as relationships.

"Um... it's a jam of beans"

Natalie said confidently.

"Even bean jam!

I screamed unexpectedly.

"A jam of beans" "... it's no substitute for honey like that."

Lilka and Bermini with a neck hanging. But I had one hunch.

"If it's all right, let me eat that jam of yours."

That's what I said by accident.

"What, royalty, authority, or you're going to wear a song to discredit Natalie's jam?"

"Vina, you can't. Um, yes. I'll listen to you. Please."

Natalie rushed to tease the basket she had in her hand and picked up about a large wafer from inside. They probably gave it to me before. And when they saw it, our members looked at it all together.

I see, it looks terrible. Black pasty object placed on black bread. Brown skin glows everywhere. But I didn't hesitate to reach out.

"Wait, Ricardo. Such black, food I've never seen..."

Alfina said worryingly. I've heard that in the original world, Westerners mistake it for chocolate, but there's no chocolate here either.

"Senior, I'll poison you first"

"Oh, no. There's no poison!

Natalie took a bite herself. That's how I put what I was offered in my mouth.

"Li, Ricardo!!

"Oh......"

I closed my eyes. The flavor that I really miss spreads to my mouth.

Gentle sweetness. Nostalgic sweetness. Hometown sweetness. I almost burst into tears.

"... did you make this?"

"Yes. What?"