"I'm sorry to interrupt your smile, but I have some bad news for Master Leold."
"Hmm? What is it?"
'We have no more Mithril in stock. We've used up all the mithril golem remnants we collected earlier.
"Huh?"
Leold is so surprised that he makes a strange noise.
The Mithril Golem, which had been reigning as a guardian in the ancient ruins where the transfer magic circle was discovered, had been stored in Zeat as a very rare material.
But as a result of the development of new weapons, the vehicle development and the abundant use of mithril, the stock of mithril had run out.
"Not another shred?'
"No, not a single piece , because we've used up every last shard we have left."
"Oh, my God, ......!"
Leold found himself in a tight spot just as the car was about to be completed.
The car was completed, and the plan was to hold negotiations with royalty and influential aristocrats at the launch party, and to secure sales channels to the trading houses, but it all fell apart.
"My plans are ruined if I don't do something!"
"I can buy it, but..."
"But it's expensive, right?"
"Well, mithril is very valuable. And in significant quantities, it costs ......."
Mithril is incredibly expensive because it is a rare ore.
In addition, the amount of mithril mined is so low that it is doubtful that Leold will be able to secure the quantity it needs.
"Where did we find the mithril mines in our territory? ......"
Leold-sama. Please don't be so paranoid. You know, don't you?"
"Oh no~~~......!"
In case you are wondering, there are only two mithril mines in the kingdom.
One of them is owned by the royal family, but it is rumoured to have been mined out in recent years, as well as being mined in small quantities.
And the other is owned by one of the dukes, like Leold's father, who has a monopoly on mining rights.
"The Flugel family - ......"
Leold let out a grand sigh of depression.
The Dukes of Flugel have a monopoly on the source of funds, the mithril mines.
He has a daughter named Testarossa, who is equal to Duke Harvest and one level above Leold.
They are not acrimonious, but that does not mean they are good friends either.
But Mithril is essential for car manufacturing in the years to come.
'All right! Let's try another material that's not mithril!"
'It's going to take time again, ..... "
After trial and error with many other materials besides steel, mithril was the best.
However, it is not alloyed or anything like that, and there is still room for improvement.
However, as Marco says, if they had to start over now, they would have to spend a lot of time.
That would probably delay Leold's plans even further.
"Call Rudolf, Caroline and Charlotte! We'll rebuild it with non-mithril material now!"
'Calm down, please. 'Master Leold. Stop trying to distract yourself away from the hard reality.'
"Because I don't want to negotiate with Duke Flugel for mithril!"
'You can't say that cutely, ....... It's rumoured that the mithril mines controlled by the royal family can no longer be mined, so we have to ask the Duke of Flugel."
"Wouldn't it be better to find a mithril mine on our own!"
'It'll take longer than developing a new process ......'
Leold shakes his head and protests like a child in the earliest years, but Marco is unrelenting.
He has no choice but to give up and negotiate with the Duke of Flugel about the amount of mithril to be mined.
'You want to start a territorial war!"
"Do you intend to destroy the kingdom?"
If Leod were to start a territorial war, the kingdom would be devastated.
Leold has that much influence.
There must be many lords who would take advantage of him.
"Let's just seize the mithril mines!"
"The Dukes of Flugel will resist with all their might. 'If we try to rob them of an important source of income..."
'If we agree to make it up to them, we can!"
"Can you provide them with the same financial resources as the mithril mines?"
It's a tough call. So we'll have to fight a territorial war to seize it!
Marco looks at Leold with stunned eyes, wondering if he doesn't want to negotiate with the Duke of Flugel that badly.
"I'm joking ......."
"Really? It seemed rather serious to me?"
"...... I might have been serious about sixty percent of the time."
"You're not being serious when you're over fifty percent ......"
Marco is slightly taken back by the fact that Leold is more serious than he thought he was.
"But we can't just take it away in a territorial war, right? ......"
"Why don't you negotiate honestly?'
"What would happen if I went and asked for a favour now?"
"...... partly terrified, but I think it would give them a great sense of superiority."
Nobles are often good-looking people.
If Leold now bowed to the Duke of Flugel for a loan of mithril, it would certainly be a hot topic.
"Nobility is a troublesome matter. Once you bow down to them, you can't raise your head again for a long time. Moreover, they are very condescending and their attitude grows. If only it were His Majesty the King. ......"
"Shouldn't the Duke of Flugel be of a higher rank than Master Leold?"
"Except for the family history, I'm the one who's superior."
"What do you mean?"
"It means that my achievements are outstanding. The history of the Dukes of Flugel is long, and they have supported the country since its founding, but that's all."
"So you're saying that the Dukes of Flugel, who have a longer history, are better than Leold-sama, who has a shorter history but has made significant achievements?"
"I didn't bring it up myself, but that's the general consensus."
"So, if Lord Leold bows down, then ......"
I told you, didn't I? That I would be patronising and overbearing. Well, to put it bluntly, they're going to get carried away and disrespect me, and they're going to demand something from me. And they'll give me a reason for it, because of the mithril they're giving me."
Oh, no. ...... What should we do then?"
"So we'll just take them in a territorial war!"
Marco is at a loss for words, wondering if that is the answer he eventually arrives at.
However, the disasters will remain, and eventually, our descendants will be inconvenienced.
'Let's make territorial warfare a last resort. ......"
"Our elite can bury Duke Flugel's private army as easily as twisting a baby's hand!"
"Your thought process is like that of the Evil One. ......"
"To be honest, wouldn't it be all right if Charlotte was caught in a car and sent to attack Duke Flugel's house by herself?"
"They'll already know that Leold-sama sent her."
It is a well-known fact that Charlotte and Leold are on good terms.
'Why don't you take it home and discuss it with your wife?"
"She's not my wife yet. Don't make that mistake."
In response to the troublesome Leold's point, Marco corrected him, half exasperated.
'...... Why don't you talk it over with Her Royal Highness?'
'I'll do that."
Leold leaves domestic politics and diplomacy almost entirely to Sylvia.
It's not only because he trusts her, but also because she is the right person for the job.
Leold has been doing well as of late, but not as well as Sylvia.
Therefore, Leold is only in charge of the civilian staff, and Sylvia is in charge of approving the documents she has read through.
Leold once wondered if he should continue like this, but he stopped thinking about it because there was no one better qualified for the job than Sylvia, and because she was better at it than he was.
"I'll go back to the mansion and talk it over with Sylvia. What about Marco?"
'I'm planning to see it through to the end, so I'm staying behind."
'I see. 'Well, if you need anything else, call me. I will come to you at once."
"I'll call you as soon as I can."
Leold then leaves the factory, leaving Marco in charge of the site.
Leold returns to the mansion, worrying about the lack of resources.
T/n Maybe later today or tomorrow i will release next hapter
"I'm sorry to interrupt your smile, but I have some bad news for Master Leold."
"Hmm? What is it?"
'We have no more Mithril in stock. We've used up all the mithril golem remnants we collected earlier.
"Huh?"
Leold is so surprised that he makes a strange noise.
The Mithril Golem, which had been reigning as a guardian in the ancient ruins where the transfer magic circle was discovered, had been stored in Zeat as a very rare material.
But as a result of the development of new weapons, the vehicle development and the abundant use of mithril, the stock of mithril had run out.
"Not another shred?'
"No, not a single piece , because we've used up every last shard we have left."
"Oh, my God, ......!"
Leold found himself in a tight spot just as the car was about to be completed.
The car was completed, and the plan was to hold negotiations with royalty and influential aristocrats at the launch party, and to secure sales channels to the trading houses, but it all fell apart.
"My plans are ruined if I don't do something!"
"I can buy it, but..."
"But it's expensive, right?"
"Well, mithril is very valuable. And in significant quantities, it costs ......."
Mithril is incredibly expensive because it is a rare ore.
In addition, the amount of mithril mined is so low that it is doubtful that Leold will be able to secure the quantity it needs.
"Where did we find the mithril mines in our territory? ......"
Leold-sama. Please don't be so paranoid. You know, don't you?"
"Oh no~~~......!"
In case you are wondering, there are only two mithril mines in the kingdom.
One of them is owned by the royal family, but it is rumoured to have been mined out in recent years, as well as being mined in small quantities.
And the other is owned by one of the dukes, like Leold's father, who has a monopoly on mining rights.
"The Flugel family - ......"
Leold let out a grand sigh of depression.
The Dukes of Flugel have a monopoly on the source of funds, the mithril mines.
He has a daughter named Testarossa, who is equal to Duke Harvest and one level above Leold.
They are not acrimonious, but that does not mean they are good friends either.
But Mithril is essential for car manufacturing in the years to come.
'All right! Let's try another material that's not mithril!"
'It's going to take time again, ..... "
After trial and error with many other materials besides steel, mithril was the best.
However, it is not alloyed or anything like that, and there is still room for improvement.
However, as Marco says, if they had to start over now, they would have to spend a lot of time.
That would probably delay Leold's plans even further.
"Call Rudolf, Caroline and Charlotte! We'll rebuild it with non-mithril material now!"
'Calm down, please. 'Master Leold. Stop trying to distract yourself away from the hard reality.'
"Because I don't want to negotiate with Duke Flugel for mithril!"
'You can't say that cutely, ....... It's rumoured that the mithril mines controlled by the royal family can no longer be mined, so we have to ask the Duke of Flugel."
"Wouldn't it be better to find a mithril mine on our own!"
'It'll take longer than developing a new process ......'
Leold shakes his head and protests like a child in the earliest years, but Marco is unrelenting.
He has no choice but to give up and negotiate with the Duke of Flugel about the amount of mithril to be mined.
'You want to start a territorial war!"
"Do you intend to destroy the kingdom?"
If Leod were to start a territorial war, the kingdom would be devastated.
Leold has that much influence.
There must be many lords who would take advantage of him.
"Let's just seize the mithril mines!"
"The Dukes of Flugel will resist with all their might. 'If we try to rob them of an important source of income..."
'If we agree to make it up to them, we can!"
"Can you provide them with the same financial resources as the mithril mines?"
It's a tough call. So we'll have to fight a territorial war to seize it!
Marco looks at Leold with stunned eyes, wondering if he doesn't want to negotiate with the Duke of Flugel that badly.
"I'm joking ......."
"Really? It seemed rather serious to me?"
"...... I might have been serious about sixty percent of the time."
"You're not being serious when you're over fifty percent ......"
Marco is slightly taken back by the fact that Leold is more serious than he thought he was.
"But we can't just take it away in a territorial war, right? ......"
"Why don't you negotiate honestly?'
"What would happen if I went and asked for a favour now?"
"...... partly terrified, but I think it would give them a great sense of superiority."
Nobles are often good-looking people.
If Leold now bowed to the Duke of Flugel for a loan of mithril, it would certainly be a hot topic.
"Nobility is a troublesome matter. Once you bow down to them, you can't raise your head again for a long time. Moreover, they are very condescending and their attitude grows. If only it were His Majesty the King. ......"
"Shouldn't the Duke of Flugel be of a higher rank than Master Leold?"
"Except for the family history, I'm the one who's superior."
"What do you mean?"
"It means that my achievements are outstanding. The history of the Dukes of Flugel is long, and they have supported the country since its founding, but that's all."
"So you're saying that the Dukes of Flugel, who have a longer history, are better than Leold-sama, who has a shorter history but has made significant achievements?"
"I didn't bring it up myself, but that's the general consensus."
"So, if Lord Leold bows down, then ......"
I told you, didn't I? That I would be patronising and overbearing. Well, to put it bluntly, they're going to get carried away and disrespect me, and they're going to demand something from me. And they'll give me a reason for it, because of the mithril they're giving me."
Oh, no. ...... What should we do then?"
"So we'll just take them in a territorial war!"
Marco is at a loss for words, wondering if that is the answer he eventually arrives at.
However, the disasters will remain, and eventually, our descendants will be inconvenienced.
'Let's make territorial warfare a last resort. ......"
"Our elite can bury Duke Flugel's private army as easily as twisting a baby's hand!"
"Your thought process is like that of the Evil One. ......"
"To be honest, wouldn't it be all right if Charlotte was caught in a car and sent to attack Duke Flugel's house by herself?"
"They'll already know that Leold-sama sent her."
It is a well-known fact that Charlotte and Leold are on good terms.
'Why don't you take it home and discuss it with your wife?"
"She's not my wife yet. Don't make that mistake."
In response to the troublesome Leold's point, Marco corrected him, half exasperated.
'...... Why don't you talk it over with Her Royal Highness?'
'I'll do that."
Leold leaves domestic politics and diplomacy almost entirely to Sylvia.
It's not only because he trusts her, but also because she is the right person for the job.
Leold has been doing well as of late, but not as well as Sylvia.
Therefore, Leold is only in charge of the civilian staff, and Sylvia is in charge of approving the documents she has read through.
Leold once wondered if he should continue like this, but he stopped thinking about it because there was no one better qualified for the job than Sylvia, and because she was better at it than he was.
"I'll go back to the mansion and talk it over with Sylvia. What about Marco?"
'I'm planning to see it through to the end, so I'm staying behind."
'I see. 'Well, if you need anything else, call me. I will come to you at once."
"I'll call you as soon as I can."
Leold then leaves the factory, leaving Marco in charge of the site.
Leold returns to the mansion, worrying about the lack of resources.
T/n Maybe later today or tomorrow i will release next hapter
