400 Lesson 23: I want to eat too much, it should be noted that...

Merchant King Shalok Cornrogue.

The great famine that struck the continent, the disaster that afflicted so many people, as the opposite opportunity, the man who built enormous wealth and eventually began to name himself "King"......

Meer had met the man once.

That's the previous timeline. When the empire was on the brink of death by famine.

One of the first things I went to ask for help with Ludwig was under this man.

Out of financial difficulty, in a completely downgraded carriage. In the rattling car, Meer rubs her butt and mouths her dissatisfaction.

"I wonder if there's a little better carriage? What's more, like this, comfortable to ride..."

"Where is the money to keep such things?

To an extremely accurate scratch, Meer, gummy, shuts up all the time.

"Nothing. You may look grumpy in front of me, but please be loving in front of the dealer"

"I know. Could it have been King of Merchants Corn Rogue? That's a lot of two names..."

"Yeah. Honestly, I'm not much of a person I want to rely on...... Because if you make a loan, it's going to be expensive later."

"Oh, fuck me...... not. I can't believe you said that."

"Oh man... a princess of a country doesn't say shit or anything"

Ludwig shook his head as he shrugged his shoulders. Then you look serious.

"But be careful, not kidding. He is a person who has made a fortune comparable to that of a great nation in a generation. Because it seems like someone with a habit."

"No problem. Anyway, I'm used to hanging out with people with habits."

Meer grinned when she looked at Ludwig with chills.

However, unfortunately…, the talks on this day turned out to be reckless.

The two of you... couldn't even get them to do it.

What arrived was a village near the border of the Empire.

I thought it was a meeting somewhere in the lodge, and it was in Sharoke's possession that I was designated.

To its luxury, Meer looked away unexpectedly.

It was as vibrant and luxurious a carriage as Meer's room at White Moon Palace on Saturday.

"Wonderful carriage, Merchant King, Lord Corn Rogue."

In the welcome car, Meer told the main man with the carriage, Sharoke Cornrogue.

The man, Sharoke, grinned as he stroked it with his fingers, a curly moustache to come under his nose.

"I am afraid. Her Royal Highness Meer Luna Tiermoon, Emperor Empress. I didn't know you could admit that you spent money."

"Yeah, I think it's exactly what the king deserves to ride."

And, to Meer, who honestly spoke, Sharoke grinned sarcastically.

"From Her Royal Highness's point of view, does the merchant charm feel bad about naming the king? Do you think that people, armies, people like me, who have no land, will call themselves kings? Do you think it's a big name for a merchant king or something?

Meer, poked at the star, says for a moment. Sharok, who saw it, laughed in his mouth with a crease.

"They all are. Well, I'm the king. You, the king who will never take a pull from the royal nobility."

With that said, Shalok stood up and took something out of the bag he had placed beside him.

"This is our army, our soldiers, our castles, our livestock in the fields that produce profit. And the God I Believe in"

So unconstitutional, sprinkle it at Meer's feet. jarring a stiff metal sound it emits a golden glow......,

"Oh... is that... gold coin?

"Yes, it's gold. This is our powerful God. It's the power that dominates the world. Isn't that easy to understand?

"Yeah... yeah, well, you are..."

Meer had a pulling grin on Sharoke's playful behavior.

The opposing sharok sat on his own throne in a chair without a problem… No, and smiled as such.

"Well, shall I ask? Your Royal Highness, what do you want from my country?

"Yep... what this one is looking for..."

and Meer glances at Ludwig in the flesh. With that in mind, Ludwig opened his mouth.

"Our country needs food. I'd love for you to sell wheat."

"Of course, we'll sell it. As long as you have the money..."

That's how it was a piece of parchment that Sharoke had been offering. Ludwig, who sees the price of wheat written there, groans small.

Meer peeked at it from the side......,

"... be!

Unexpectedly.

"Grunt...... why is the wheat so expensive!? It's abusive!

Meer's protest is also a breeze where it blows, Sharoke said with a gentle grin.

"Unfortunately, if anyone wants it, the price goes up. Because it makes sense in this world."

"But this is too expensive. It's too expensive. You're not building a castle, are you?

"I'm just saying that wheat is required more than a castle. You can't eat a castle!

Waha, and laughing, Shalok cheeks burly at the cookies he had placed instead. Meer's eyes, for a moment, nail that delicious looking cookie!

"Hehe, I wonder if His Royal Highness the Young Princess will know. This world is dominated by gold. Gold is power, gold is God... I am offering my faith to my God. Come to me more. So, you see, if you just give me the money, I'll do anything."

Ludwig opened his mouth on behalf of Meer, who gave a grumpy voice.

"Be sure to pay the promised amount. If we overcome this predicament, the Empire will surely recover. So if you'll excuse me..."

"It doesn't matter how much I get for empty bills etc. If the goal is to rebuild, we already know that the Empire's finances are broken. I met you today to see if there's anything you can still squeeze out of the empire…"

Sharok, then, turned his eyes to Meer, shrugging his shoulders small.

"To see that carriage and the princess's cheap dress......, the empire is no longer like the end. Yeah, but that hair decoration is one dish."

Hmm, and Sharoke grinned.

"If it is an exchange for a box of cookies, I will take care of it..."

"Please don't be ridiculous"

Don't wait for Meer's heart to shake in a box of cookies, Ludwig said.

"The people are starving and dying. The people are the workers, the power to support the country, the foundation of society. Isn't that what you need for a merchant, too?

"Did I say Lord Ludwig? Heh heh, you're a loyal man. And good. From the bottom of my heart, I am trying to save my people from hunger. Perhaps you're good, but you don't seem to have the qualities to be a merchant."

"What do you mean?

"Even if you can be a saint, you can't be rich. Perspectives on the pain and suffering of others and even their death as business opportunities, that's what the Golden Believers need"

Sharoke shrugged her shoulders small.

"It's not how hungry the people of the Empire found out, Lord Ludwig. You know that, don't you? Not all the people of the continent will starve to death. The question is, how can I make the most money? Without the people, there would be no business, so I won't let it be wiped out. But it's not commerce, it's charity that saves all the people from making money."

"Hey, I heard what you just said! If Lafina asks, she'll be offended."

Meer raises her voice all the time here. but......

"Go ahead, be my guest. I would be happy to ask which is acceptable to the world, the words of His Highness the princess, whose reputation is not good, and of me, the Shinjitsu, who is clearly loaded with money for charity as an investment later"

Sharoke laughed like she made fun of Meer.

"Guh, nah, if you think you can just pay for anything, it's a big mistake!

"Your Highness, for once, I would like to advise you that the loss of that hand is very ugly, if you will not have it."

Saw the Meers with their gentle, pitiful eyes, then Sharoke said.

"Well, is that all? Then please pick it up. Even if I look like this, I'm busy."

... Exactly, it was a gateway payment.

- The humiliation of that day... I haven't forgotten... No, well, I forgot... When I ate something sweet, I totally remembered. I don't care, this sweet bean paste is so delicious!

Meer puts tea sweets in her mouth so as to dampen the anger that springs fluttering on her belly.

Wow, much spreading sweetness......, that brought calm to Meer.

- Well, what are we going to do... In the meantime, ask Lord Forklord to sell me this sweet bean... all the while, in order to do that, you have to help the Forklord Chamber of Commerce. To do this, do we need to fight Shalok...?

According to Ludwig's story, it is only the Fork Road Chamber of Commerce that Shalok is hostile to. It is more like wanting a deal than an empire. If so, it's hard to attack from here.

- I can't even see Chloe not feeling well... Besides, it's shaky to keep your mouth shut. If…….

Meer looked more at Ludwig.

"Ludwig, if the Forklord Chamber of Commerce is being harassed, can we help you in any way? Well, the Forklord Chamber of Commerce is going to buy the product in the Empire and give it away..."

The enemy is prepared to lose money and keeps the Forklord Chamber of Commerce merchandise from selling. Then it would be a good idea to break down the situation where the object of the opponent is "Forklord's goods cannot be sold".

- Hehe, this is, like, two birds a stone. Helping the Folk Road Chamber of Commerce will also be a good harassment. That Yarrow…, otherwise…, seems to have his regrettable face in his eyes. Ugh.

The question, however, is whether that is not said to be a waste......

Meer glances over Ludwig's face.

"Or would it be wasted if I bought a product that was sold away because it was your friend's father's chamber of commerce? Would you be angry if you bought something cheaper than that at a higher price?

Meer, anxiously thrilled, waits for Ludwig's answer.

Come on, what's the answer? Is that okay? No!?

For a moment of nervousness, Meer rang her throat - then reached for a new tea treat to sweeten and moisten her mouth!

… is overeating.

"No, it won't be a problem"

To that reply, Meer accidentally tried to reach for less relief, tea treats......, stopped by Anne.

... had eaten too much.

- Hmm... you mean moderation is important for everything. It's the same thing Ludwig's talking about right now. The right price is important, and the right amount of sweets is important... That's what you're talking about.

... No, it's not the right amount, it's overeating.

Get back on your mind, Meer said.

"Well, that's why, Sir Folklord, I will buy the inventory your Chamber of Commerce is carrying, at a fair price. If the empire alone is difficult, then yes, shall I ask my friends to help? Excessive price reductions are not necessary just because they are still sold. We'd like to make a deal that respects each other."

"No, but, Your Highness Princess Meer, you must not do such a thing..."

"Sir Folklord, I recently made an offer at St. Noel's School's admission ceremony. Everything is important to help each other. You have my help, so it's only natural for me to move."

Then, Meer, just think about it for a second and then go on.

"And there's also the thing about Chloe... So, yes... if it's a thank you, I'd like you to think I owe Chloe a favor."

As for Meer, Chloe is a really important reader. He wants to continue a good relationship in his future school life.

During that period, he wanted to borrow Chloe as a reader... because he was a meer who threw up a little bit of a line.

Well... Marco, later, from Chloe, was to hear Meer's words at the admissions ceremony.

It is an example 'bread and cake declaration'.

That reminds me of Meer's subsequent actions…, rethinking the phrase "I want to borrow Chloe" … Marco understands. I will.

Sincerely, Meer!

The idea of mutual food assistance on the continent, backed up by a declaration at the admissions ceremony…, asked Chloe to help for it….

That's what Meer says.

"This is... that you got caught up in something outrageous... with my daughter"

Unexpectedly, it was a crushing Marco…, but at the same time, he was proud of his daughter, who would be feathered with the wisdom of the Empire.

"Then for the sake of that concept, I can't help you either..."

It took me a long time to beat Meernet's cloth stone.