Rimuru (So Vesta actually managed to set up a communication orb that connects directly to Gazel, and Gabiru has managed to create a new type of healing potion in the form of glob of gelatin for the 99% version of the stuff.)
Apparently, Vesta with aid from Kajin and Gabiru, had been working very hard to overcome the Dwarven limit of being only to make a 98% healing potion. After a bit of hard work, he managed to finally make a 99% potion and even recently, managed to complete a full 100% potion.
Rimuru (I've been wondering about mass producing the stuff. What do you think?)
Blake (We can do that for the 99%, but we should be more conservative with the 100% variant. After all, we can't let everyone become overly reliant on it for everything. Plus, we'll get extra benefits for our country if we keep the full potion a little close to home for the time being.)
Rimuru (What do you... oh! Make the full potion only be sold in Tempest to have a monopoly and sell it for a very high price that only high champions or other such people can get it and thus, promote it's value! That is smart.)
Blake (Yep, and we've have to do is get the ingredients form the Dwarven kingdom and deliver some of the stuff there, maybe even share a bit in the process. Then both groups reap the benefits as the manufacturers and sellers! Only increasing our countries influence even more.)
Rimuru (Yeah! This is gonna be good!)
After our talk, I continued walking down the road when I saw Rigurd talking to some people in purple armor.
Blake: Rigurd? What's happening?
The leader of the group seemed annoyed by my interruption, but Rigurd quickly spoke up:
Rigurd: Oh, Lord Blake! These are some delegates from the Demon Lord Carrion who have come to visit our nation.
A delegation from a Demon Lord? Interesting.
Blake: Hello, I'm Blake Tempest, one of the founders and leaders of this nation. Mind telling me what you're business is?
The moment he heard my words, the man just chuckled.
???: Really? A child is running this town? What a joke!
His obnoxious mocking instantly caused several of the residents watching to glare at him, including Rigurd.
Rigurd: Pay respect to our lord, or you will regret it.
???: Oh? What are you gonna-
I clap my hands loudly enough to shut them up and stared at the rambunctious idiot.
Blake: Again, I am Blake Tempest, one of the founders and leaders of this nation. What business do you have here?
My tone of being obviously done with this crap had seemed to make the man sneer at me before he put on that confident grin again and spoke:
???: I am Phobio the Black Leopard Fang, one of the three Beastketeers of Demon Lord Carrion. Among my lord's subordinates, I'm the strongest.
Beastketeers?
{Mimir: They are considered the strongest and highest ranking subordinates of the Demon Lord Carrion, and hold the most authority just below the Beast King.}
Blake: Alright, Sir Phobio. What are your intentions for coming here?
Phobio: This is a nice town you got here, one that seems fit to be ruled over by the Beast King. Don't you agree, kid?
If he's trying to intimidate me, he is failing badly.
Who the hell does he think he is? He just strolls in hear all unannounced, starts acting like some big shot and thinks he can order me around like he's the one in charge.
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