No one knows King Arthur better than I do

"Boss, what's on this plate?"

"Golden Fried Rice is a classic recipe."

Karl originally wanted to say something like this casually, but he thought that people in this era don't know about golden fried rice, so he hurriedly added another sentence.

"Not made of gold - made of eggs and rice."

……

18. Any pot can be hung on Merlin

Morgan and Arturia left after dinner.

Because there are only a few customers in the store, it stands to reason that Karl should close the door and go to the backyard to rest under such circumstances.

But today is different.

Morgan and Artoria had indeed been here, but the person he was waiting for hadn't come yet.

So Karl kept the store open until late at night, and the figure he was waiting for came late.

—That's Merlin.

Or Mekkin.

"You're here, and I don't think I'll be waiting for you any later. How about it... Is there anything I asked you to help investigate?"

Merlin took the glass from Carl, took a sip and then smiled triumphantly.

"The investigation is almost over."

"Although I don't know what you are going to do, boss, there is no problem with the treatment of traders in this country. Whether it is good business or bad business, there is no special policy to target it, and there is no independent super high tax."

Mekkin said so, and then he suddenly lowered his voice.

"So boss, you want to sell something special? Can't you tell me?"

Karl shrugged when he heard Meckkin say that.

"Others don't understand me, don't you understand me? Don't talk about selling things. If you let me open this tavern, I will open it until the afternoon at most. If I have time, I would rather lie down and sleep than do some troublesome things."

"The main reason is that I have a friend who wants to start a salt business. I don't think you are traveling merchants, so I ask you to help me investigate the market situation and the relevant treatment of various businesses."

Hearing what Carl said, Merlin nodded.

The salt business is indeed a bit special...but that's all it is after all.

The British Isle is different from other areas. The salt production here may not be particularly large today, but it is almost usable.

Although there are not many vendors selling salt, it is indeed not something that cannot be sold.

Make a little money at most, and it won't cause any particularly big impact.

Merlin thinks so now.

The clairvoyance that he can see through the present is not enough to support him to see the future, at most, he can only make a certain deduction about the future-so he doesn't know what Carl wants to do.

Karl definitely doesn't like the normal salt business.

What he wants to sell is refined salt!

He had extracted the refined salt from the system a long time ago, and he has always used it himself.

But after becoming the emperor of Saxon could no longer be done, Karl felt that finding a partner for this technology should bring him certain benefits.

Just because he didn't know this, Merlin didn't particularly care about it.

He drank some wine in the tavern like this, ate something casually, and then turned and left before Carl was going to rest.

★

Coming out of Carl's tavern, Merlin hid in a far away position and watched as Carl closed the shop, and then moved his complicated eyes away from the tavern where Carl was.

Arturia and Morgan couldn't recognize each other.

Because the two of them are not too old, they have never seen what King Uther looked like in his youth.

But Merlin had.

So the moment he saw Karl, the appearance of King Uther when he was young appeared in his mind.

real...

"Exactly the same..."

but...

"...it always feels unlikely."

Merlin stared at the tavern for a while, and finally shook his head.

Apart from not being able to believe it now, he doesn't have any evidence to prove that his conjecture is correct.

His clairvoyance can only see the present.

Maybe you can make some guesses about the future, but there is no good way to use the 'past'...

So he can't be sure.

"I realized the threat of Vortigern back then, and I wanted to create a red dragon that could fight against the white dragon, which naturally appeared in the plan...but the first generation of red dragons should have failed, even if In theory, those who survived back then would not be able to survive now.”

"And today's Red Dragon is Arthur...this is the successful Red Dragon..."

"But......"

Thinking of what happened back then, Merlin frowned.

After a long time, he finally sighed and gave up on things here for the time being.

Because apart from the things here that made him a little worried, the things on Artoria's side were also enough for him to worry about.

Because of Karl's suggestion, after a big victory successfully won a wave of popular support, Arturia, who should have continued to fight and won victories, now uses the aftermath of the last victory to develop vigorously.

In this way, the arrangement that she was supposed to meet King Berlino who was chasing the Eudemons after a big victory was miscalculated.

If it wasn't for Merlin's ability to make excuses for Lancelot to break the Sword in the Stone, the next thing about giving the Holy Sword to Artoria would fail in a chain.

Now the sword in the stone is indeed broken.

Arturia is looking for someone to repair this sword recently...

Thinking of this, Merlin loosened his brows and smiled lightly.

"But it's time for her to give up. When she really can't find someone to repair the sword, and then she has no choice but to come to me to ask this question, I will be able to tell her about the Holy Sword of the Stars as a matter of course. gone."

Merlin is the kind of prophet who can't see the future.

And he also hates using magic, and he doesn't want to bite his tongue because of chanting a curse, so for him, it would be great if this kind of thing can go exactly as planned.

but...

"Even if I can't go on according to the plan, there is nothing I can do. After all, I can't see the future at all, so no one can be sure what the future will look like, and it's hard for anyone to say..."

In this case...

"If it can be interesting, it's okay if the original plan failed~"

......

19. Coarse and refined salt

Morgan's problems were not resolved at all.

The purchase of various magic materials cost her a lot of money, because they were purchased in advance in the name of the royal family, so it's not that Morgan has no money now—it's just not enough.

When the payment time is up, Morgan will show up in his original form.

If the money is not available at that time, it will be difficult to deal with this matter.

Although it's probably not a big deal in the end, at most Arturia can help her deal with the aftermath...but it's a shame!

I use the reputation of the royal family to deceive the people...

Shame to think about!

So Morgan's rare good mood after going out to eat with Arturia and seeing Arturia in a small skirt gradually faded in the cold reality.

unless...

Artoria can show her in a skirt again!

Thinking of her sister's appearance in a dress, Morgan felt that life was suddenly full of hope.

——People live for Artoria (violent words

In such a brainstorm, Morgan thought so, but he still came to Carl's tavern.

The last time was mainly to complain.

This time, after hearing Artoria tell her that Karl helped her solve the rumor problem, Morgan wanted to ask Karl if there was any way to make money to help him get money during this time.

"Carl, here I come."

In the morning, before lunch time, Morgan pushed open the door of Karl's tavern and walked in directly.

Seeing Morgan coming at this time, Karl still adjusted his state.

"Do you need anything?"

So far, there are only three customers in his store, Al, Moore, and Meckkin, so every customer is very important under such circumstances.

"Carl, I need money!"

Ok?

Carl was taken aback for a moment when he saw Morgan making do with it.

What the hell is needing money?

I'm here for business, so it's fine if you don't come to spend, why is the lack of money coming to me?

"No if you want to borrow money."

Originally, Morgan had no intention of borrowing money, but after hearing Carl's resolute refusal, she frowned directly.

"Why, do I have such a lack of credibility with you?"

When Carl saw Morgan's expression, he spread his hands, very bachelor.

"It has nothing to do with reputation or not. I really don't have one."

It's not a lie, but Karl really has no money.

Because he got the skill of forging (B+) before, although he didn't like it very much, but if he doesn't make money from opening a tavern in this era, he intends to use the craft of forging to earn some extra money.

So he spent the previous money to buy a set of blacksmithing equipment in the side room in the backyard.

Then he ran out of money.

"Too......"

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan also sighed.

If you think about it carefully, although Carl is a talent, but in his shop... Hehe, if he and his sister didn't patronize, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a single customer.

Under such circumstances, it is necessary to buy materials, have taxes, and make wine... It is reasonable to have no money.

Thinking of this, the question Morgan originally planned to ask was directly swallowed back by her.

After all, Karl doesn't have any money himself, let alone help her think of a way to make money.

"But if you and Ms. Al are sisters, your family is a traveling merchant, isn't it bankrupt?"

Carl was a little curious.

And Morgan gave him a blank look after hearing what he said.

"Bankruptcy is not bankruptcy, but because a batch of goods was suppressed during the previous war, the bill is about to be settled now, but the liquidity in my hand is not enough, so I am short of money."

Morgan said so, and then waved his hand at Carl without hope.

"But don't worry about me. The sisters in my family run the business separately. Al inherits the business of the family. I run the business independently. So even if you really don't have the money to settle the bill in the end, there is still Al who can help. I'll take care of the aftermath, at most it's a little embarrassing...it's not a big problem!"

Carl felt a little funny when he heard Morgan say that.