CH 198

Chapter 198 – One’s Way Back

Thank you for your help, Your Majesty the Demon King, Your Majesty the Queen.”

The council members and the guards of the central territory came out to the front of the council chambers to see us off as we left the capital. It seems that the number of casualties among the guards was less than we had initially feared, with close to a hundred men defending the area around the council chambers alone. They said that in the capital as a whole, about 300 people are likely to be able to return to active duty.

According to what I heard from the board chairman, the healing mages dispatched from the “Special Magic Academic Zone” who worked day and night to help the injured recover were a great help. Eino, the half-elf of the “Battlecry,” joined them, and the little elf, whose name I don’t even know, was also very active in helping the wounded.

“I was warned not to tell the Demon King, though.”

Eino-san is so quick to reveal the truth, isn’t she? What’s that all about? Is it a tsundere? Is he about the age of being embarrassed about his good deeds? I’ll go visit him one of these days and poke him around. Yeah.

“I don’t think it will be a problem since it’s Your Majesty and the others, but please be careful on your way.”

The board chairman stands up to greet us with a condescending smile on his face. Although it is often misunderstood, the word “condescending” does not originally include the element of “rudeness.” However, in the case of this person, there seems to be about 5% of artificiality mixed in.

“I look forward to seeing you again.”

“Well, I hope it won’t be on the battlefield.”

“You must be joking.”

“Hahahaha,” the two of them laugh in unison. It scares me that their eyes aren’t smiling, but when did you become such a politician type, Myrril-san? Is it from the beginning?

I remember she was always there to support me in negotiations, even in Casemaian. I reflect on the fact that the Demon King may be giving her a burden because I’m not politically reliable.

I received a box full of gold coins as gratitude for recapturing the capital, but the amount is getting too much for me to handle.

I thought I would spend it on shopping again, but there are not so many things I want already. The problem is that if I keep pulling the world’s gold out of circulation and letting it flow out to Simon, the world economy could collapse. I could just ignore it, but it would affect the gold market on Simon’s side of the world. I guess there is a limit to how much things can go, but I don’t know what that limit is.

“I guess that’s all settled then; what’s bothering you?”

“…Oh, yeah. Nothing is bothering me. I’m just a little concerned about something.”

The hovercraft leaves the capital city of Hagwai and speeds across the snow-covered plains. It was about 200 miles, or about 320 kilometers, to our first destination, Cassmeer.

In the front seat are Myrril and me, and in the back cabin are Battlecry and Moff, the snow wolf. The 16 members of the Cassmeer Guards remained in the capital, so the inside of the vehicle seemed to be very deserted.

“…Hou?”

Lord McKin, standing behind the cockpit, looked surprised when he heard my explanation. He probably didn’t think I was just a muscle brain that could blow up the enemy, did he? My apologies.

After talking with Myrril-san beforehand, we couldn’t come to a conclusion, so we decided to ask Lord McKin for his opinion. Of course, I would muddy the other world transfer part with an analogy to foreign trade.

“Ah, I see that McKin-dono is a competent lord in his own right, isn’t he? It doesn’t matter if there is no solution; just adding a new perspective to an idea that has been going around in circles can be the catalyst for a new idea later on.”

That’s rude to say, Myrril-san, though it’s a calm judgment. So, back to what I was saying earlier.

Lord McKin looked at me and suddenly tilted his head.

“Demon King, are you perhaps referring to the time you crushed the kingdom?”

I don’t like a clever little fat man. That’s not the kind of good instinct I need right now.

“I didn’t crush it. That was the policy of the nobles in the southern region of the kingdom. I had nothing to do with it.”

At least not directly. No, I don’t deny that it was a very big factor that led to the economic collapse of the capital. It was the fault of the fools who brought enough gold coins (and commercial assets) to the battlefield to tip the capital’s economy.

“Massive outflows of gold would make commerce collapse. Few politicians or merchants would be able to recognize that. It’s a situation that doesn’t make much sense to assume. Where did you learn that idea?”

Since it would be a story from my former world, I shrugged my shoulders to indicate that I didn’t want to talk about it.

“You are somehow inconsistent. You have a great deal of knowledge, talent, and power, but I don’t feel that you have the experience to match. You seem to know what I just said in your head, but you haven’t learned it on the field.”

“It is not about me that I want your opinion.”

“Why don’t you actually try the money outflow? It probably won’t have any effect.”

“Eh?”

“Of course, if tens of thousands of gold coins are spilled continuously, there will be some consequences. In both the southern and central territories, you have been given a box of newly forged gold coins for the “boxed” medals. These coins are not only for the Republic, but for the Kingdom and the Empire as well, and they are separated from the coins that are circulating in the trading areas.”

Gold coins designed for outflow? Well, I think I received a similar explanation in the Kingdom. The gold mines and mints have been seized, so don’t worry about it. Just take it away.

“If there were to be a problem with the outflow of gold coins, it would be in the case of a country with multilateral trade at its core. Or if we were hostile to the Demon King, but that doesn’t make much sense as an assumption. In either case, it would quickly become less of a commercial issue.”

In short, as long as the movement of money can be grasped, it is possible to deal with the situation, or conversely, the situation itself in which a mass outflow cannot be grasped is probably impossible. That may be true. I don’t know how to say this.

“Well, if a large amount of the money that has enriched the pocketbook is dropped in the southern territories, it would be a great help to the feudal lord. But too much of either is poison. It’s a contradiction.”

Around noon, Cassmeer came into view in the distance.