Chapter 118

Because It’s Important [Part 2]

Still in Imperial Prince Tasuku POV

With just a few words from the Count to his eldest son, everything was settled in ten minutes.

“George, could you ask Joshua to supply food aid to Imperial Japan?”

Just these few words.

Who is this ‘Joshua’?T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Ten minutes later, on the paper that George brought was written...

Wheat...600 tons

Soybean...70 tons

Dried meat...50 tons

Dry fruits...15 tons

etc.

...a reply that said he would take care of the food supply with an amount that our country would need several days to prepare.

Count Stuart read it out for me politely in Imperial Japanese and said, with a smile, that if we needed anything else, he would help prepare those too.

That was more than half the amount of food Imperial Japan had wanted in exchange for magic stones. Just who exactly was this Count, who could prepare all that in a short ten minutes?

“Joshua said that if you give him another week, he could gather ten times this amount. But Emma said that it’s better to deliver the food as fast as we can, so with the ship leaving tomorrow morning, this is all he can prepare.”

The eldest son, George, uttered unbelievable words to the Count as he was reading the note.

“Tomorrow... morning!!?”

They arranged the food supply in ten minutes and will send out the boat tomorrow morning?

I can’t make sense of this. Is this kind of thing even possible!!?

Nineteen valuable ninjas had become a sacrifice.

Three or four days later, the food supply would reach Imperial Japan.

And then, by holding myself and the supplies hostage, our country’s magic stones would be robbed to guarantee my safety.

Count Stuart...... what a very, very fearsome man.

When I glimpsed at the Count, he was lightly wiping his mouth.

Maybe he was thinking about the sweet juice of all the labor he would get to enjoy for free from now on.

This failure of mine... Will my citizens, will my beloved citizens... ever forgive it?

Leaving Count Stuart’s mansion, my feet could only move slowly, as if every step led me to a dark and heavy future, as if I was walking on a thorny path.

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Before me were the ninjas I was supposed to have lost.

The nineteen ninjas’ faces somehow looked livelier and more lustrous than when I saw them in the morning.

“How– are you alive?”

It was so important that I asked it twice.

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Author’s words: At the end of the memo that George brought......

Tofu in miso soup is feasible!!

.........!

...............Darling, darling— your drool!

Leonard softly wiped his mouth.