"A genius necromancer?

　Sherry Lumberjack, the Countess of the Count family. According to Yukari, she's a genius who achieved Adventurer Rank A at only 16 years old by manipulating a powerful spirit art.

　I've heard that and I've figured out a lot of things. I'm "manipulating spirit magic" - that is, "attacking with spirits". That's not good enough, the game called Mevion.

　It's true that in the early stages, attacking with powerful spirits is useful. However, towards the end of the game, the so-called "punching is faster" phenomenon occurs. As a result of this, you'll be able to strike a more cost-effective blow than a genie as a result of improving your status and skills. Therefore, it's hard to think of any other use for spirits in the endgame other than "Spiritual Possession". That was my opinion. I wonder how it would work in this world. I'm sure you'll find that the 16-year-old genius spiritist's daughter ...... who seems to be smiling just because she's an adventurer rank A is a very fragrant prospect.

''Come to think of it, I don't think I've heard about Yukari's age yet.

　Sylvia said as she suddenly remembered.

'Well, I'm nineteen. How about you two?'
I'm 17 years old.
I'm 16 years old.

　Yukari makes a face that says, "Oh, no. Well, I can tell.

You're the oldest.
Hey, girl!
...... I'm still a youngster by dark elf theory, I'm about sixteen years old.

　Yukari's expression froze at Silvia's deliberate use of the word "oldest". No, what dark elf theory? I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get the same amount of power as I normally would if I jumped twice as much and added three times as much rotation.

　............ That, or maybe I'm the only one who's a natural hubby?

　I'm starting to feel sad. Let's get an Angolmore out of it: .......

'-- You wanted to see me, my Second.
I need you to talk to me.
As you wish. Let me tell you the story of how I destroyed a great spirit gnome of the soil...
What are you doing?

　What are you doing ...... what are you doing!

Did you really destroy it?
"My dear sir. It was midnight one night. He plotted to overthrow me and replace me with a spirit master, and then he rebelled.
Oh, I see.

　Is there such a conflict in the spirit world? Well, then, maybe it can't be helped.

'And not only did you stain my nightgown with dirt, you cracked my beloved cup!　I won't allow it.

　............ hmmm?

I told him he should be ashamed of himself for attacking me in my sleep, but he ignored me. But he ignored me. He attacked me, saying he didn't care what I thought. I was so outraged that I dropped a bolt of death on the gnome and put him to death in an instant!

　Kaka and laughing Angolmore. No no no no .......

'Are you okay?'
Hmm?　Oh no, don't worry. I'll leave the next great spirit of the soil to his daughter.
That's not what I'm talking about. ......

　He's connected to me, isn't he?　I can't understand you at all.

　As I sighed at the governor's togetherness, there was a knock on the door of the room with a knock on the door.

'Second-sama, First Testers, we're here to welcome you.

　The visitor was Mr. Forrest, the Earl of Lumberjacks, the reigning head of the family.

I've parked my carriage downstairs. We've parked the carriage downstairs.

　He said a long, long greeting and then left. It's fine that he's polite, but he's a bit long-winded.

You can be in manner mode, can't you?　Can you do that?　(It is).
(As you wish.)

　I directed him to Angolmore, based on the knowledge I had gained from my togetherness.

　Then Angolmore said, "Bachi! And then it discharged, and changed its form into a red-black bolt of lightning that clung to my body.

''Now no one else can see me,''

　I can telepathic communication, but there is no substance. I decided to call this state of affairs manner mode from now on.

'All right, everybody ready?　Let's go!

　I finished the necessary and sufficient preparations and headed to Mr. Forrest, who would be waiting for me outside.

　Casually, the moment I put my hand on the doorknob to open the door.


　Bally!




Seis, Mr. Second?　What's the matter with you!

　Yikes!　What the hell?

(...... Hmm.) Overflowing from me, static electricity?　(It's a target thing.)

　This, this, this f*cking ......!　I'm not talking about static electricity!　d*mn it!

("Hahaha, sorry!　(Forgive me, my seca--)

　Repatriation!


"............ Sorry, someone open the door.

Okay, are we feeling formal?

　Confused, Yukari obeyed.

'Later, I'll explain later: ......

　Dragging my still numb body, I headed off to meet with the Count.
　When I told them what had happened in the carriage, the three of them laughed bitterly. I was extremely shocked that even Eco had that look on his face. I vowed to never use the manner mode again.



'Hahaha!　Oh, I see.

　Visitation, and then dinner.

　Count Burrell Lumberjack sits in front of me, nodding with a big smile and looking at me with a look on his face.

　He's in his mid-forties, with a nice mid-40s, not too thick and not too thin, but just the right amount of athleticism, and his behavior is completely martial arts, and he doesn't have a minute to spare. However, there was a very intelligent fire burning behind his eyes. You could tell that he was a man who was both literate and skilled in both the literary and military arts, with both brains and body.

　I'm not sure if he's a veteran warrior or an experienced merchant, but he's a fine man, and he's not afraid to play his hand against me.

　It was truly "entertainment".

　I wondered how badly he wanted the mithril alloy. I was treated with such excessive hospitality that it was almost like I was being pulled over.

How do you like it?　It's a mushroom stew from the Renyadaw, and my kids love it too.

　The Count smiles and talks to me. It's getting more and more depressing.

　I just smile at him and give him an appropriate response. The Count is the one who is talking. Sylvia and Yukari only say a word or two back when they are talked to, but they never speak for themselves. When it comes to Eco, he's been eating all the time.

'I heard that all of the A-ranked team first testers are teenagers. My daughter, Sherry, is 16 years old. She's a bit of a sluggard, but I hope she'll be able to join us for dinner tomorrow.

　The dinner ended without incident.
　The Earl said as he stood up and shook hands with us.
　He then said, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow," and began to lead the way to see us off.

　I stopped to ask him one last question.

'Oh, Second Lord. How can I help you?

　The Count calls out to me as if he cares.
　It's perfect. He has lowered himself to perfection. You have the position, the honor, the ability, and the pride. So why do you go to this extent?　I couldn't stop myself from asking that question.

'Sir Burrell, why are you so keen on this deal?

　The Count's smiling face remained smiling, and only his eyes narrowed sharply. I could see that Yukari standing next to me had suddenly tightened up.

''...... The richer the people are, the stronger the troops will be and the better the country will be. It is my belief.

　Hmm. I guess it's called "rich country and strong army.

"Strong, light and long-lasting. The arms and armor industry using mithril alloys will greatly enhance our national strength. It must be done in the commercial center of the Castal Kingdom, our Renyadaw.
You mean, it's all for the good of the country?
No. For the people, for the soldiers, and for the country. My business must have all three.

　The Count says that one thing must not be missing.

　...... It's a matter of persistence looking up. I'm not going to be the only one who can do that. In this case, the soldier in this case is not limited to soldiers belonging to the kingdom, but may mean "fighters" such as adventurers.

　The people and the soldiers are - so to speak - novices and experts.

　Count Burrell Lumberjack, he understands this world very well. The difference between the weak and the strong.

　And if. You wouldn't fool me with a strong man's move on me, even if it turned the world upside down.

　I think I'm willing to bet on this deal.

I see. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's meeting.
'My pleasure!　Thank you for a very worthwhile time today.

　Both sides part with smiles.
　Thus ended the first day's schedule.



　The next day.
　We were early in the morning on a horse-drawn carriage, moving toward the commercial city of Renyadaw.

　Perhaps it was hard to get up early, but Silvia and Eco were snuggled up close and sleeping soundly.

'Yukari, what's the deal?'
"I'm afraid that continuous wholesaling may not be what your master wants. Therefore, I think it would be wisest to enter into short-term contracts with him on a case-by-case basis, for example, to distribute hundreds of millions of cll of mithril alloy by the end of a few months.
'I see. By the way, with 30 billion CL worth of mithril alloy, do you have any idea how long it's going to be?
Be with you in a minute.

　When I asked her a question, Yukari began to calculate while looking at the note I gave her.

　The amount of mithril dropped from Mithril Golems, the boss of the Prolin dungeon, is simply multiplied by 5 times the amount of mithril dropped from Mithril Golems, assuming 5 rounds per day, and from that, the amount of mithril alloy that can be produced per day is calculated and multiplied by the market price and divided by 30 billion CL.

'In roughly 20 days ...... eh.'
What?

　Yukari was surprised as she said it herself. Of course I was surprised too.

　30 billion cl in 3 weeks, which means I can earn 10 billion cl in a week, or about 1.4 billion cl in a day.

　That's tremendous. Are mithril alloys that valuable in this world?

　...... No, no, it's not surprising if you're cool with it. The probability of a mithril dropping from a normal proline golem is 6.25%. That's also about 1/20th the size of a drop from a mithril golem. It hasn't been attacked yet, so that must be rare.

''That's unusual.''
...... No, I thought it was us who did five laps a day that were the anomaly.

　Yukari gives me a cold look, wondering where in the world she got that kind of out-of-the-ordinary know-how. I returned it with a refreshing smile. It's a little cute to see Yukari twitch her ears while letting out a deliberate sigh of relief.

''Yeah, I have to think about the possibility that Mithril alloy will lose value.
Yes, for a 30 billion CL deal, two to three months would be a good time to spare.

　Oh, sure...30 billion in three weeks is "five laps every day without a break". We should leave room for two days off a week, or stop after three laps every once in a while and play in the afternoon.

I understand. Good luck with the meeting.
Yes. Leave it to me.

　I've left it up to Yukari to discuss the details of the deal. It's a good thing that I'm not the only one, because if I did it, it would be an "accidental" mistake like the one we're making now and it would be a terrible mistake. Silvia agreed that it would be better, but I don't want you to be the only one to say that.


　As I was thinking about ......, before I knew it, I was tossing and turning in my boat.

'Master. I can see it.

　Yukari's voice woke me up.

　I was invited to look out the small window, and what I saw ahead was the vibrant landscape of the large commercial city of Renyadaw, which prospered like a royal capital.

　The main streets are filled with stalls, and people are going about their business here and there amidst the hustle and bustle.

　This is incomparably more "real" than in Mevion or any other place - proof that people are alive and kicking right now.

I hope you'll be successful.

　Yukari said.
　I nodded, "Yeah," and turned away from the view outside.

　I felt like I was the only other creature in all of this, and I couldn't look at it for some reason.

'?　......!　It's on!
Ugh!

　Eco woke up and jumped up with a rush of tension at the scene outside. The back of her head pokes into Sylvia's pigeon tail, giving her the worst possible wake up call.

　Peace. Peace indeed.

　If possible, I hope that this peaceful life will continue for a long time. I watched the girls with my cheekbones, hoping that this peaceful life would last for a long time.


　My hopes were shattered early in the evening.