241 4. In the Spiritual World: To Survive (After)

"Today, we are gathered for a favor"

It's not like Yut collected it, and it can't be collected, but there's nothing else to say. With feelings similar to resentment toward Verga and the Imperial Chancellor Sherreiron Latetal, who is plainly with the kings of the races, he cuts out his errands in a straightforward manner.

"A human slave, give it all to His Majesty"

If the word had physical power, it was tantamount to throwing a bomb in.

Everyone pushes silence and can't say anything.

Human slaves. That's the need for production. Even sub-races with evil phases need more than crops such as wheat, which is the same as being told to give their lives.

There is no such thing as being told by a human being whose identity is unclear.

"Conclusion c, minute cutter. Detailed story se"

King Cardod of Goblins intelligently asks for an explanation against his appearance.

There was no one to outrage, including him, because this is the place in front of Empress Reiki. And it would be because Uncle Bourne Novor, who was supposed to react first, was meditating with his arms together.

However, the “wandering warrior” Burgler and others looked at each other and said that if he said something bad, he would eat it and kill it.

"The first objective is to scale up and streamline agriculture."

Traditionally, they used human slavery to grow crops in imperial jurisdictions or in areas under the control of each race. So good if it's working, but the reality is against it.

So concentrate on the direct jurisdiction and distribute it from there to each region.

Even if we cannot free slaves, if we can keep them within our sight, we may also be able to improve our treatment.

"Is that all the slaves you use as rowers too?

"Yes, as far as I can tell, thank you. You all seem to be bad at farming, so humans should turn to you whenever possible."

In response to confirmation from Sahagin's chief, he darkly replied, "Even a boat rower and other goblins would be able to do it," and was turned to the gaze of condemnation by King Goblin.

That alone makes my spine tremble and I'm about to take off the manuscript I had in my hand. If it's something you can get away with, I want to throw it all away and be gone from this place.

But compared to when Bourne Novor was about to eat me, there was nothing more to it. Anyway, if you fail in this presentation, you have no life.

Besides, I feel the gaze of trust from behind.

Yut continued to stand on the spot, getting courage from the red-haired empress.

"In the first place, can you do a lot because you collected it?"

"Distribution is good, but what do we do with the haulage?

Burgler's rough language and other HR-like questions from Dark Elf's prime minister. I have a grudge against my boss. Turning his gaze, Yut continues to explain.

"Efficiency through concentration has a proven track record in my hometown. I also think the increase in production is fully foreseeable as there are some barn zones in the direct jurisdiction that are just right...... no, it will increase. Then, when it comes to transportation, if we change the way we do war, we can twist out people who do both street maintenance and transportation."

"You think we're gonna change the way we do war?

A black dwarf with a stunning mustache makes a confirmation on his behalf.

In contrast, Yut nodded lightly, looking around together and opening his teasing mouth.

"Way to go, we don't basically do war"

"What the heck!?"

The biggest militant, King of the Woods "Wandering Warrior” Bergler, steps on the floor and tries to eat it. Neither did the king try to stop it, including the “great” Cardod.

"Listen to me till the end!

"Ojiki......"

But surprisingly, it was Bourne Novol who stopped it. The meditating death giant reprimands Burgler when he only opens one eye, silencing him again.

With that in mind, I gained a spear while tongue-beating.

"Why wage war in the first place"

"It is decided. To plunder."

In response to the Chancellor's correspondence, Yut turns the manuscript at hand.

"Then you still don't need it. Because in the future, they're going to give you money from the other side."

"What do you mean, goraaaa"

"First, we will enter into a peace treaty with the Kingdom of Rotosilt, which borders the longest"

I have heard that the Kingdom of Rotosilt is a human-centered military state that worships the gods of war.

The northern tower walls - which I call simply the tower walls because they are south from the Verga Empire - were antagonized across and constantly had skirmishes.

The dispute between the two is slightly dominated by the Verga Empire.

Even if it cannot be occupied through the tower walls, it invades and plunders the dominant area of the Kingdom of Rotosilt once a year and triumphs with its finances.

No further information comes in, but in the common sense of this world, I guess it's a militaristic country.

Still, you should be able to determine the damage.

"Narhod. Attack menu warini, wealthy spit out Sasernoka"

Return a nod to King Goblin and ask for the reaction of the other kings.

First, “pale” Azur-Srl is neutral. Sahagin, whose sea is the realm, should therefore have a greater disadvantage, but surprisingly, in the offering of slaves. Nor from Bourne Novol, so far, has there been any manifest opposition.

And King Goblin and the Black Dwarf chief, slightly favored. After all, I guess there was something to think about in the mouth drop caused by the invasion.

Disgruntled, on the other hand, is the "wandering warrior” burgler. I understand the logic, but he complains with his glittering eyes that he is weak and weak.

His immediate goal is him. Set aside that, Yut breathes. This is the watershed. This is Mount Tennoyama. If you pull here, it's all over. Tense, thirsty, hands with manuscripts tremble.

Still, Yut took Burgler's giraffed eyes from the front.

Seeing how he is like that, Verga smiles happily, pleasantly, and sluttily.

"If we no longer have to turn our forces north, the Rotosilt kingdom will also reach out to other invaders"

"You want me to watch that in silence? I don't care. I don't care."

"No, I'll take care of it"

"... you said there would be no war. What are you talking about, Kola?"

"There will be no war. But mercenaries do."

You don't have to attack me.

If you keep fighting, that's fine.

Organize, kill, take, and vandalize the exotic according to the contract money the other party pays. The cost will be paid by the other party and it will even be in this one's interest.

If you are asked, you may send soldiers to the two disputing countries. No, you can actively sell it here.

Thus constantly creating a state of war.

It will be a war on the world and a great profit for the Empire.

"Hopefully, we'll be able to sell our weapons at a higher price."

As he strokes his beard, Gangilzoi, the black dwarf, expresses his positive opinion.

"Brotherhood Ni Waste Na Blood Ga Flow Lenunode, Areva Welcome Srl"

"As Prime Minister's Office, there's no reason to disagree."

"Huh. Well, that doesn't bother me. I don't care, but it's totally better than attacking that fucking wall."

The venue leans in favor of Yut's proposal.

Unexpectedly, when I exhaled.

"So, what's black and thin is what's in it for you?"

Bourne Novor, who had been static with only a minimum of mouth, asks in large measure.

That alone changed the atmosphere.

If transferred to implementation, it would be a drastic reform that would change the very likelihood of the Verga Empire from the ground up.

Even if you don't want to be in charge of it, you can't give it that much status and real power as the originator.

And it's also clear from the fact that Empress Reiki is sitting on the throne in a good mood to like him.

Now I'm just a powerless person.

But if you get the right results, how about that? We could be made up of that wisdom and become our own superiors.

Can you live with it?

Shouldn't the pile that leaves be struck early?

As everyone's attention drew, Yut was unanswered by the Dead Giant's head.

(First of all, I wanted to make sure I was safe...)

It's not a craving phase theory, but if the minimum environment is not met as a creature, the next hope is something that's hard to come up with.

Or, idiot, if you honestly say, "I don't want to die," etc., they could kill you the other way around. This is a world where such irrationality prevails.

(Oh, yeah!

A ballpoint pen with a thought-provoking, fuzzy chest pocket. Along with the uniform, I saw the item I brought in from Earth and came up with it.

No, should I say I remembered?

"Verga...... Your Majesty"

"My concubine is also interested. I forgive the truth."

Trying to call it off as usual, I rush to fix that just as bad. Only the two understand that, and the two smile secretly.

"If you can, give me permission to learn magic… the theoretical spell"

"... is that all? If you want, we'll give you treasures, mansions, territories, slaves."

"It's better to have it than it isn't either, but we want to get more power than that"

Power is not an end, but a means.

Yes, the means to return to Earth.

From what I've heard from Verga, it seems that the obelisk in the basement of this ebony circle has something to do with magic.

Of course, I had the option of being introduced to that expert, but I didn't feel it was a good idea to be enlightened about the move to return to Earth.

"Good. Take the reward"

"Your Majesty, then..."

"Make good on the recommendations of visitor Yut Amaxa. Everyone, so be it."

No one defies the Empress's decision.

Even that Bourne Novor kneels down on the spot and accepts the will of the evil demigod.

Yut, too, imitates it - rather than being safely and abruptly drowsy, just unable to stand. I didn't let go until I was conscious because of a piece of self-control left over.

"By the prestige of my concubine, I must choose the best teacher."

Yes, Verga in an upbeat and slutty laugh.

There's no sign of the red-haired empress who was sinking tirelessly.

In fact, her heart was playing.

It was Verga herself who told me to get results in three days, but it is purely surprising that in that short period of time she gave me more plans than I could have imagined. Maybe it has the effect of “reality” experience or knowledge, but it doesn't matter.

When you get back to the real world, you can move it to execution.

Of course, along with my son-in-law.

You may push the mercenary industry as it is, or you may gain some trust before changing clothes to the invading army.

It is not a bad idea to make an inviolable treaty with the Kingdom of Rotosilt to spread the print eastward.

This is exactly what a dream spreads.

More importantly, Yut is in this world - becoming familiar with the ethics of the Verga Empire.

It's going well.

It was a last resort, but it was more effective than I expected.

Again, Verga laughs softly.

Slutty, giggling like her sounded between the thrones, disappearing.