“When comparing the size of the tail that was separated from the main body, the new magic light is approximately
“I believe there is a magic stone buried there that can be used for 10 years.”
“If it’s true, that’s amazing! The burden of the punitive war will be greatly reduced.”
“The better news is that these reserves are estimated based on current consumption. If the Magic Tower and the Imperial Alchemy Association could use the magic stone effectively even now, if we undertake research to increase the capacity, we can use the same reserves for a longer time. It may also increase efficiency after developing other magic mines through future battles. The benefits of technology will be enjoyed for a long time. Perhaps the people will praise my Father’s achievements for generations to come.”
“Yes, yes. That is a very good idea. Let’s do that. Listen, Chamberlain! Call the Master of the Ivory Tower and the President of the Imperial Alchemy Society!”
At this point, I lowered my eyes and said.
“I’m glad you rushed the exploration. Recently, I heard a rumor that there are people who hoard magic stones and they are causing harm to the distribution price. We shouldn't give them time to respond."
“What? Are there such filthy people? Tell them to immediately conduct more thorough surveillance on the distribution routes of magic stones!”
If things continue this way, the Marquis Chancellor's upper echelons will not be able to avoid a severe deficit.
Brigitte's cold eyes burned terribly at the threat of financial ruin.
'Evienrose!'
Despite the murderous gaze, I simply savored the scent of the tea.
Desmond II rose from his seat.
“We had a good time. I have to get up and go because I’m busy with government affairs.”
“Yes, Father.”
It was when everyone was paying their respects and giving polite greetings.
Desmond II's gray-blue eyes were lodged in me.
“And Eve, you will come to the Supreme Council. You have much to say on this matter.”
“I will follow your orders, Father.”
I glanced at the trembling Bridgette and followed leisurely behind Desmond II.
And that day, meetings continued in the palace from morning until dawn.
While Desmond II met with all the nobles during his tight schedule, I sat closest to the throne and faced them together.
And it was natural that my appearance made a deep impression on the nobles.
Of course, what I gained that day was not just the location. After a long political meeting, I was finally able to face the results I wanted.
“I appoint The 7th Princess, Evienrose Chloelle Hadelamid as the leader of the exploration of the Zelkatos Canyon.”
My first mission was by imperial order. It was truly a brilliant debut.
***
Passing through the major cities with warp portals, on the way to the Baronial Domain of Panelo.
A large and ornate carriage, out of place in the rural landscape, was moving with a party of about 20 people.
The emerald carriage, painted with the popular pearl dye of the day, was engraved with the emblem of the 7th Princess. It was Eve's carriage.
I was leaning back on the couch, being tended to by Peony.
Opposite me, Alben was leaning against the wall, his face pale from the long carriage ride.
Peony looked at Alben with pity.
“I didn’t know Lord Redmon couldn’t ride a horse, Your Highness.”
“That’s right. That’s unexpected.”
“Her Highness is a merciful woman and has allowed you to use the carriage. If not, what would have happened? Lord Redmon should at least offer his thanks to Her Highness.”
“I am so sorry... Your Highness..."
In fact, Alben felt a little wrong.
He hated the smell of cow dung in the Redmon Estate, so he came up to the Imperial City and became an official.
But yesterday, he suddenly received an order that he was selected to be part of the Galamut Tail Exploration Team, and he was dragged by Eve to a rural area.
I thoughtfully considered Alben's feelings.
“Don’t be so hard on him, Peony. I’m the one who forcibly included Lord Redmon on the expedition because we need his abilities.”
I also said a word to Alben.
“Didn’t I tell you how much I trust you? It is a testament to my trust that I will be with you in this mission. It will be a difficult journey, but I look forward to your kind coordination."
“Ugh! Your Highness!”
As if he had never felt motion sickness before, Alben straightened his back and his copper eyes sparkled.
“Your Highness the Princess.”
Michael's voice was heard from outside the carriage. Peony quickly pulled back the curtain from the window.
“We have entered the territory of Baron Panelo. At this rate, we will arrive at the Baron’s castle sometime in the late afternoon.”
“It’ll take a few more hours.”
The Panelo Estate was the closest noble estate to the Galamut Magic Zone and the Zelkatos Canyon area.
At the time, Baron Andres of Panelo was the secretary in charge of managing the imperial lands, including the Galamut Magic Zone.
Therefore, it was a natural decision for the Baron Panelo family to take responsibility for the accommodations and food of the expedition led by the Princess and assist in their mission.
The number of people currently performing with me is just over twenty.
First of all, Peony was there to take care of me.
Cedella remained in the palace to act as the Princess' representative while I was away.
Lian and Hugh were assigned to assist Cedella.
Naturally, my direct knight, Michael, accompanied me as an escort.
Count Hosen Sanchez of the Protocol Department accompanied me on my first mission, and Alben Redmon designed myself.
And to begin the full-scale exploration, twenty magicians were drafted from the Ivory Tower and sent out.
They were led by a high-ranking sorceress named Natasha Emrick.
It was a simple party with only the necessary personnel. The travel time was short thanks to the ultra-long-distance warp portal.
It was a possible configuration because it was shortened to less than a day.
I asked Michael outside the window.
“I want to keep going all the way to the castle, but is there anyone who needs a break?”
“Count Sanchez has been complaining of a sore buttock for some time now. It has been since Sir Redmon got into His Highness’s carriage.”
Alben's face crumpled when he heard the name Hosen Sanchez.
“Just go!”
“You heard? Let’s just go.”
Michael answered that he understood and rode away.
Alben said with a dissatisfied look on his face.
“I mean, Count Sanchez. He was accused of breach of trust and bribery, but he was never punished. I guess he has a very strong backing.”
“If we dig a little deeper, we might find that the name of Marquis Chansley, Betty’s money man, is related to his cousin, Marquis Lemecal.”
Brigitte would never want a new magic stone mine to be discovered.
My achievements and the price of the magic stones that Chansley had hoarded plummeted, both of which were serious threats to her.
It was quite expected that Brigitte would find someone to interfere.
'But the person Betty planted in the Protocol Department happened to be Count Sanchez.'
It was truly a sad thing.
The person I had pointed out was Alben, who had once fed Count Sanchez water.
As expected, Alben was laughing viciously in front of me.
“Haha, Count Sanchez. I wish you had just quietly taken the hammer of justice. As things have turned out, this will be your grave..."
Alben was a truly trustworthy man.
At that time, Baron Panelo.
The servants were busier than ever to welcome the Princess and the expedition team who would soon arrive.
A maid was moving a vase of flowers when she noticed a black-haired woman walking briskly towards her from a distance.
She is a sharp-eyed beauty, dressed in sharp leather clothes and with a side profile.
She was carrying a rather vicious-looking leather whip.
“Oh my, Sir Velcram.”
“You’ve worked hard, Lena.”
The black-haired woman's name is Cadeline Velcram.
As the general manager of the Galamut Magic Stone Mining Facility, he was in charge of squeezing the homunculus on site.
The position of general manager of a mining farm is usually a short-term appointment of two years, so rotation is fast.
This is because it is not easy to exploit homunculus to meet the imperial demand for magic stones.
However, she has already proven how capable she is by maintaining ownership of the leather whip, the symbol of the General Manager, for five years.
Cadeline was currently looking for her lord.
“Hie Grace?”
“He is in his office.”
"Thanks."
Cadelin crossed the hallway at a brisk pace.
And without even knocking, she opened the door to the office.
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