"So, Grand Duke Novak said he wants to send a batch of goods first? Ten bottles?"
As he said this, Ira shook his head, put on his coat, and patted the unremarkable-looking garment with great care. He said, "Have you asked Vera how many they've produced? Yesterday and today, the goblins, little imps, and little fairies should have been working hard."
I wonder if I'm exhausted.
"I've already asked."
"That's how Shirina responded," she said, her gaze sweeping over Ilana's unbuttoned chest. She blinked slightly and said, "About two hundred bottles. The giant bee's reserves are almost exhausted."
"..."
Aren't those guys a little too diligent?
Ira thought to himself.
“Buy some points from Grand Duke Novak so he can post commissions on the Adventurers’ Guild. He’ll make a little money from it, but he won’t offer outrageous prices. I know him well.”
As Ira, who knew Grand Duke Novak well, said this, he buttoned up his clothes, sat up from the soft coffin, and continued, "Send him a hundred bottles, and say... give him the ones that can't be sold."
As he said this, Ira patted Satan's head. Satan was feeling a little better now. He rubbed his eyes with his other hand and said, "Actually, I could have just asked Tekapo to inform me."
Actually, it was Sylvanas and Satan who came with Tekkamanpe, but due to some awkward misunderstandings that Ira didn't understand, Tekkamanpe simply slipped away as a proper servant.
"Is his caravan already on its way? Or should we send someone to inquire first?"
As Ira asked this question, he leaned more towards the latter. He walked out of the room, squinting at the glaring midday sun, but in this somewhat chilly spring, such sunshine wasn't a bad thing.
"Grand Duke Novak sent his adjutant to inquire about this matter, and he seems to care about it very much."
Satan said this on behalf of Shirina. She looked at Ira, who was heading to the perfume production line, and continued, "I think that Grand Duke Novak is not interested in the perfume trade. Simple monetary transactions should not be of much concern to him."
Upon hearing this, Ira, Shilina, and Senata, who had opened the parasol, all looked at Satan Ye in surprise... They were all aware of this, but what surprised them was that Satan Ye could actually realize this one day.
"Hmm...you all look down on me~"
Seeing Satan Ye's seemingly aggrieved expression, Ira couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Hahaha, um... Satan Ye, you're right. Even if he could make a lot of money, Novak wouldn't be so concerned. He's probably still doing it for me."
If Vera were here, she would definitely have made fun of Ira's "womanizing" behavior, but since she's not here, Ira saved her the trouble, and Ira was spared a beating.
To be honest, Iraq's reputation is already quite prominent. Even if he hadn't made any deals with Novak, he would still attract attention. However, he seems to have a strange reputation, so many people are still observing and don't know how to negotiate with Iraq.
The names are numerous and strange, some like "The defection to the empire was a scheme set up by Ira and Isabella, and the world will be unified when the net is closed," and others like "Cruel and inhumane, you can't sleep at night if you hear wails."
"For Mr. Ira?"
As Shirina asked this, she was clearly thinking of something strange. She was the only one among the group who had such a distorted idea, and perhaps she should also look for the problem within herself.
"He probably desperately needs intelligence, after all, the friction between the Empire and the Duchy is getting more and more intense, and anyone with eyes can see that... the Empire will not refuse to sign the Duchy's declaration of war."
Ira's words steered Hillina's thoughts back on track. After a moment's thought, she said, "Therefore, Mr. Ira, your position is especially important."
Ira nodded and began to explain... mainly to Satan Ye who didn't quite understand, saying, "Only if I clearly state that I will not help the Empire will Grand Duke Novak participate in the war as a member of the council."
Other council members might suspect that Ira had not broken away from the Empire and even corresponded with Isabella, but they would not be too wary, because they would only involve humanity in the war against the Empire.
In this way, the threat posed by the consul will be minimized.
But Grand Duke Novak was different. For some reason, he believed in the possibility of Ira. He thought that if Ira helped the Empire, then the Duchy would have no hope of winning.
While this may indeed be true, it requires a prerequisite... that the nobles do not cause trouble.
So Archduke Novak was actually overthinking it.
"So, will Mr. Ira help the Empire?"
In response to Satan's question, Ira smiled gently and said, "I will not help the Empire, but I will help Isabella, but she will not ask me for help... If she does ask for help, it will be as if she admits defeat."
As Ira put it, he elaborated, saying, "Although we haven't said it outright, this will be her first lesson in her journey to becoming a queen—to prove she's capable of standing on her own, she must first conquer the duchy."
Sylvanas: "..."
Sernata: "..."
Satan Ye: "..."
The three women weren't entirely unable to understand this logic, but they were simultaneously astonished by Ira and Isabella's arrogance and recklessness... Was defeating a vast, ancient kingdom their test of becoming an apprentice? Or even just a part of it?
"Isabella is truly a powerful queen..."
Satan Ye sighed, a look of longing and envy on her face.
However, Ira patted her head without caring and said, "It is the Empire that is strong. Isabella is still a bit immature and cannot yet use the Empire itself as a weapon that she can control as easily as her own arm."
Therefore, all Isabella needs to do is gradually learn to control the empire.
“You are different. You are gradually becoming more and more qualified and are becoming a very good king. It’s just that the Demon King’s territory is not enough to allow you and me to fully display our abilities, so I have to work even harder… Your Highness Satan Ye.”
As Ira said this, he was very aware of Satan Ye's inferiority complex, but while some of it was true, some of it was exaggerated... Being able to handle the mess left by that former Demon King was already quite impressive.
"Your Highness... and such..."
Haha~
With a light laugh, Ira ruffled Satan Leaf's flushed hair, then gently stroked her long, black, silky hair as she said, "Now, it's time for everyone to work together. Let's do something together!"
"Um!"
"learn."
“That’s natural, Mr. Ira.”
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