The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

After saying goodbye to Dr. Etha, me and Harrol rolled out to the tavern.

I thought you didn't have any wine.

When Harrol read the menu of the tavern, he said unfortunately.

Because grapes cannot be grown in the Kingdom of Siyarta, wine is not available on the market.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Be patient with beer."

"Do you? Beer is the best in Siyalta. After all, alcohol is limited to local liquor. What are you gonna do?

"I'm, uh, fine with milk."

"What, you don't drink?

Shan people drink well because they are resistant to alcohol when they do.

I don't just serve it in the cafeteria, but there are a lot of guys in the dorm who drink it.

There is no rule that under twenty is not allowed to drink.

"I've decided not to drink until I'm twenty."

I don't think it affects me that much, but I don't know how it affects my body.

I wasn't taking an oath not to drink a drop, but I didn't intend to drink it often.

"What, is that the decision in college? I'm not gonna protect you here."

"No, because it's like a rule you decide for yourself. Besides, I have business to attend to today."

"Really?

When Harrol called the waiter, he immediately asked for a drink.

The beer is transported so quickly that it is instantaneous.

Harrol looked like a sailor and drank it all at once.

"... Pfft. Yummy."

It's a fancy way to drink.

Uh, that looks delicious, dude.

I wasn't better off not drinking in my last life, either, and I'm dying to.

Luke is somewhat of a distiller, and he's not a gubbi when he drinks beer.

"Well, a souvenir story, please"

"Oh, that's good. First of all, I sailed towards the Grand Albio Island, and the voyage was fractured, but I managed to get there."

"No, no, don't break it. How did you sail?

"What do you say?

"It's not a coastal voyage, so it's gonna be hard."

This country does not have precise nautical charts to the Greater Albio.

That's a big deal for sailors, which means that as soon as you row into the invisible ocean plains of land, you won't know where you are.

There is no convenient substitute like GPS.

If it is an inland sea like the Baltic Sea or the Mediterranean Sea, it nevertheless reaches some shore in time, but not in the case of the Atlantic Ocean and other great seas plains.

Needless to say, in the case of the Republic of Albio, it is difficult to navigate the coast to get there.

Because all the coasts along the way are enemies, we don't have to go through the outer sea.

"Oh, I always have a grandfather who lets me navigate. That's what he did."

Hey.

Was it a round throw at someone else?

"Did you say you did it, in Yamakan?

"Yamakan is a bad word, but that's what I'm talking about"

With Yamakan?

It's because it's soggy, isn't it?

"So I managed to get there, get into a valley like nobody else, and I put down my anchor."

"Yes, sir."

"If you do, when you get up to the shore, the Zorozolo will come out of the woods."

"Eh."

"I got caught. Hi, it looks like it was a pirate's castle."

"Heh."

I know it's a survival END.

You lived a lot, this guy.

"Well, I've been saying 'what army is it from' in Kra. You never thanked Dr. Etha as much as you did then." I'm a merchant. "I'm from the peninsula of the Shans."

Whoa.

"Then when are you going to lie to me? I took my hat and I showed him my ear, and he was lying to me."

Well, you'll be in heaven.

The pirates must have thought that some country had come to crusade with the Navy.

Then, the fool comes to me with a scarecrow, and when I try to surround him, he says he's a far northern interracial, so I'm surprised.

"Drinking from there."

Wait.

Wait, wait.

"Why are you drinking? It's a battle or something."

"Because they are the people of the sea, and the shipwreck is determined to help them. He's not taking any property."

"Heh."

From my senses, I feel a little incredible about pirates acting like that, but maybe there's such a peculiar culture.

Because there are many shipwrecks in this world, if they drift, they may form a culture of each other.

It's probably not just a widespread custom, it's a custom because it's the Republic of Albio, a maritime state.

Interesting culture.

"Well, we didn't get shipwrecked. Anyway, I got drunk. There, compare drinks. I told him we were monkeys."

"I'm so glad you're having fun"

What a lucky first contact.

If one gear was crazy, this guy would have been killed on the spot, all loads taken, BADEND.

"Sort of. So, the sailors left it in the pirate village, and I went to the capital."

"Did you let the sailors stay in the village? How kind."

"Of course, I left the money for the meshi and the inn."

"Oh, I see..."

Money in this case would mean Ciyalta gold coins, gold coins are made of gold, so there is an inherent value that goes beyond currency differences.

Though, from the other side, this one is barbarian, so you let me put it down a lot......

"We arrived on the Greater Albio Island, where you said Dr. Etha. So I used land and crossing boats to get to Little Albio Island. The capital is on the island of Albio Jr."

"Ho."

Well, you'd most likely drift around Scotland if you sailed the ocean appropriately.

In fact, I thought you were adrift in that area.

"So, the place of Wangdu was much smaller than Sibyak. We're here anyway."

"You did your best."

Even though I studied the language, it's awesome that I didn't bring my people with me and accomplished my foreign solo journey in bump production.

"Well, first of all, I was in a tavern for a few days, getting into a fight or something."

Whoa.

"Is it a fight"

"You may be mistaken, but that's normal for sailors. When I get up to land, I go into a tavern, and I get a few days of distraction. Of course, it was the sailors who fought."

"I see."

Is that what it is?

I don't know anymore, I...

"Then come to the inn like a messenger from the castle. I was invited."

Horseshoe.

"Even if you were invited, the republic doesn't feel like you've taken a look at Siyarta. If you're nervous about the meeting, look at me. I have no idea how annoying the manipulation is. I was a little scared, but when the booze started coming in, it was gone, and it was a banquet."

A banquet.

No, no, what kind of country is that?

"So now I know that the Republic doesn't have a king."

That's right.

If there was a king, it would be a kingdom.

"There were a lot of first-class pirates and profitable merchants on the spot."

That's the way it's shaped.

I guess that means a system of council where the powerful get together.

Such is also included in the republican system.

"Get to know all kinds of guys there. I'm supposed to be able to do business with the liquor flow."

"Is it a stream of alcohol?"

"Well, I was lucky. I don't know about merchants, especially when they got along and they took me to the harbor the next day to introduce me to all kinds of guys."

You really got lucky.

Tons of applause.

"The next day, on your way back to the village where you left your ship, you will return your ship and return to the capital. For once, I loaded the shipment with something that was going to sell. I sold it off when I got there and retained the ship in port for a while. The ship, too. It was a very old ship."

After all, the technology seems to be quite open to water.

"For a week or so, I docked there, looked around the market with the account clerk and found out which one I could sell when I got home. I've been carrying a lot of stuff. After all, I'm a lot of money."

So Harrol's voyage was a great success.

"Well, good for you. No, I'm really glad."

Harrol's hard work paid off.

"Well, that's the end of the souvenir story,"

"I see. Much better."

"By the way, did anything new happen over there?

"Yeah, well. I had a lot on my mind, and I decided to do business too."

"You? Why again?"

That sounds surprising.

It's not normal for an aristocrat like me to start a business.

"I'm not bragging, but I'm almost done with class, and I've been free all afternoon until graduation. So I thought I'd start doing business in the capital."

"... it's hard to start a new business in Sibyak."

Is there still something to think about, Harrol looked serious.

"I know that too, so I thought about something completely new. Look, I've shown it to Mr. Harrold."

"Oh, that one"

"I'm making that one now. Well, it's still a prototype."

That's the tenth prototype.

"But anyway, if you work hard to pioneer it, it's over with being stolen, right?

That's what this guy always says.

"I took the lead so I wouldn't. It's called a patent."

"Patents? You mean exclusive patents?

"No, it's not. Patents are…"

I briefly taught you about patents.

"That's... you did a good job"

"Right. I've already made a public announcement about the system, and even Patent No. 5 seems to have been accepted. Number one, by the way, is my vegetable paper."

"You're already making it?

"Yeah, sure. We rent a cabin on the mountainside of Wangdu and make it here."

"Wow. Next time, let's have a look."

"I'm going to head out today."

"Well, let me just follow you."

I was supposed to take him.

"It's a waste of carriage money, so let's go to my house"

"Oh, wow."

The apartment was enough to walk from the tavern.

When I walked through the gate on my face pass, I went to the stables and told the caretaker to rent a piece of cakedri.

"Hey, I've never been on it"

"We have a saddle for both of us, so it's okay."

Most importantly, Kakedri is not as tall and long as a horse, so it's a bit narrow for two men.

"Is that the problem?"

Something tells me it's the first time I've ridden a cakedri.

"It's a good experience. Because it's more comfortable to ride than a horse. Get on ahead."

"Ugh... I get it"

Harrol reluctantly straddled his foot to the saddle.

I'm used to it, so I'm gonna step on it and fly.

dressed to pinch between Harrol's crotches.

"I'll be there."

Run off with Tattaka.

He was a middle-aged bird with a big body that wasn't even a young bird, so he was a heck of a ride for both of us.

"Here we are."

When we arrived, it was an old building, on the west side of Sibyak.

I chose this building for several reasons.

One thing was that it was worn out and cheap.

The second was that, in relation to what was originally a livestock hut, there was still a device to draw water in the water wheel to give the livestock a drink.

Mitsumi, because it is upstream of Sibyak, is not covered in sewage and the water is clean.

It's dirty inside, it's all earthly, but it's enough for a workplace.

I opened the door and went inside.

"Coming, Yuri. This one's pretty good."

The cuff I was working on says with joy.

The eleventh prototype looks pretty good.

What I'm using on my note now is the tenth prototype, but I've already got a level to withstand the writing.

Although the writing taste is still uneven and rough, there is a level of tolerance for the use of writing letters and recording them.

Is it time to sell?

"... isn't it cuff"

"Hmm?"

Cuff looked at Harrol's face and suddenly became faceless.

"Harrol Harrell, why are you here"

"What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you tell me not to return the question with questions? I'm asking you."

"Is this where the Allenfest Chamber of Commerce is working as a spy? What are you gonna do to this guy?

"In that place, I quit. We're talking about when."

Something like sword swallowing.

"Do you two know each other?

I don't know him.

Harrol said.

"You're an old business enemy."

Oh, I see.

"Well, get along. Mr. Cuff is an important partner."

"Can we get along? This guy has been so dirty and imitating for a long time, he interrupted our business over and over again..."

"That was the job I was given, so I wouldn't have a choice. I don't know how long I've been talking about it. She's a pussy."

"Who's the girl? You want me to bust your ass again?

Harrol wraps his arms around it.

Again, did you already bust it once?

The cuff seems calmer, and he does his hand between his eyebrows with a trick like no treatment.

"Is that the same hobby to solve it by force and watch you cry later? This is why sailors are in trouble."

Yabe these guys.

I get into a lot of talk fights with grown-ups.

"Holy shit!"

Harrol got excited and tried to push me over and grab me by the cuff, so I kicked him in the foot and rolled him over as much as I wanted.

I grabbed the clothes on my back all the way and kept them from falling, but my knees reached in the dirt.

"Mr. Harrold, you'll have trouble getting raped here..."

Something seems to have happened in the past, so it's okay to have a fight, but I have trouble getting it done here.

Whatever, there's a lot of paper, digits, dehydrating on that stone.

Especially if the digit is broken as soon as the adult falls on top, and if it is broken, there will be support for the work.

"Don't stop."

"I said I'd learn Islam from the arrow tip. I'm sorry to hear about this, Dr. Etha. I can't believe they mistold me to fight and punch them."

"Gu."

When I gave Dr. Etha's name, Harrol seemed to have worked just fine.

I stood up quietly.

"Hmm."

"You too, think of a place and sell me a fight. What if the tools break?"

"... right. If they do break it, it's going to get in the way."

"What, are you being tattered by such a child? Funny."

I'm a little uncomfortable, too, but you ask me to, so I can't help it.

"Yuri's an employer, and I'm a hired manager. Mind your own business, seafarer."

"Oh, my God."

Is it a bad word to call a seafarer bastard?

It just sounds like we've arranged the facts.

"Please don't, both of you"

If you want to do it, do it outside.

"So, what about Prototype XI?

"... oh, here it is"

Cuff was given a perky piece of paper.

"Ho."

I'm not bleaching drugs, so it still looks brown.

I know something like copy paper. From me, the colors bother me.

But it was white enough because it uses a whiter ingredient than the original.

In the first place, since it is not pure white from parchment paper, there will be no distribution problems.

Instead, what we should have seen was paper.

The surface is on top of it, less kevy.

This was an important element because the brush can catch on to the fiber.

The fact that the brush gets caught doesn't just mean that the writing tastes worse, it can also cause the paper to break.

As a minimum performance, I want normal people to use regular writing instruments, write surprising letters on one sheet, and tear it down to no more than 10%.

The paper quality of the surface can be considered a particularly important element, as the only way to increase durability is to thicken the paper, which, when thickened, produces various disadvantages, needless to say.

"Excellent work. Well done."

"I thought I was doing well, too."

The cuff looks happy to have a good product.

"This would be a sale. Commercialization number one for now."

"You can sell this to a stationery store."

"Oh, do that"

In a meeting with Kaf, the policy was to some extent determined.

This, for now, sells in as an alternative to parchment pieces.

Fragmentation of parchment is an unshaped, snorting parchment that is mainly sold for use as a note paper.

Parchment is made from the skin of beasts and animals, but the skin of beasts and animals is not, of course, a beautiful rectangle.

Therefore, in order to sell it as rectangular paper, the area around it is cut and excluded.

Also, parchment is stretched after the namesh so that it does not contract during the drying process, but when the namesh process contains scratches, even holes about the needle hole, when it is dry, it spreads greatly.

This is also excluded because the paper still means that the part is also a defective part.

In other words, fragmentation would mean an inconsistent surplus, which arises in the course of parchment production.

Naturally, it falls a lot more than a beautiful square one for the price, but it's still expensive.

Myalo and others have bought pieces, squared them into large clutter, drilled holes in the edges and bracketed them into an improvement-free Kra vocabulary.

Of course, I can't write a long sentence and it's inconvenient because the pieces are snoring in shape.

So I was hoping that if the paper in the straight square came out, it would sell a lot as an alternative.

Plant paper is inferior to parchment paper in terms of quality, so from the outset it is not sold as an alternative to parchment paper, but attacks from other directions. That's why.

"How's productivity?"

No matter how good the quality is, it doesn't matter how much money it costs to buy or how much material you don't get.

"As an ingredient, I don't use anything that is particularly difficult to procure. The idea was to dehydrate. I was wondering if Keva would be born when compressed because the surface of the wooden plate is rough. I applied wax to the top plates scraped with freshly sharpened cannabis to make them water repellent."

"You've thought about it, you're great."

"Not quite."

Contrary to that word, Cuff still seemed happy.

"The price, after all, would not have to be relatively cheap compared to the fracture. If it's this much, it's out of step and out of use compared to pieces."

There is no need to sell something functionally superior at a special sale.

"I thought so, too. Seventy percent of the pieces in the same area."

Seventy percent.

"That's fine. If you sell one after another, hire people to increase your marginal productivity before your marginal productivity peaks and becomes thin."

"People can be hired easily... can we have more tools?

"I'm asking you to make another one. If you need a third one, tell me."

I have a second order for Mr. Lily.

I paid more for the first one, so he took it on with pleasure.

A thousand and five hundred ruga for each digit.

"Okay."

However, even if bottlenecks in production facilities can be eliminated, bottlenecks in material procurement are quite difficult.

Now, we are scratching materials from yarn shops and weavers, but the materials produced from them are known.

If there is one handler, gather them from the whole of Sibyak and they will have enough material for the operation, but if there are two or three more, the supply will not keep pace with the demand.

Will there be a day when we have to figure out how to make a tree an ingredient in earnest?

"You guys... you're a lot more serious"

I said it like Harrol was taken aback.

"It's obvious. We're gonna take the heavens with this."

Heaven.

At some point, was that how you felt about the cuff?

"In heaven...... dude"

"It's not Holla. I'm going to take over the whole parchment guild."

Sure, I said that.

"Well, it's not over with paper,"

"To?"

"What?"

"As soon as the paper is in orbit, we'll start the next one. Mass production of paper to take over the parchment market is because the beginning is also the beginning. Well, the next technology hasn't been patented yet, so I just can't get it out in front of Mr. Harrold."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Are you serious?

Cuff has said.

"Seriously or nothing, did you think it would be over if I made it here?

Then I'm in trouble.

"No, well, yeah."

Oh, my God, it sounds like that's what he meant.

Stupid.

Paper is just a way I thought about making money quickly.

Let's just get this over with and get to the next business.

No matter how much money you have, it's not enough.

"If Mr. Cuff is going to end up in a paper shop, that's fine. I'm thinking of two more projects that are as developmental as this. Paper seems the easiest, so I just tried to get started."

"Oh, come on, seriously."

No, the cuff was going to be a papermaker?

"If Mr. Cuff is satisfied with the director of the paper division, I don't mind."

Then we'll have to find new people.

The cuff is competent enough, and I'm feeling good about it, so I'd like to keep the company, if possible, as always.

"No, if you're going any further, I'll follow you as long as I can. Until my talent reaches out."

Cuff's eyes had power.

I guess I'm not going back to the days when I drowned in alcohol.

It was reliable.