The Great Demon Lord's City Development ~The Ideal City Built with Magic, Science, and Monsters

[Desire] hastily returned to the dungeon of Erigor the Demon King of

Erigor was breathing rough next door.

"Ugh, suddenly I choose to initialize. Surprised. I was about to sink into the ocean."

"I'm sorry. All of a sudden, I didn't expect the collapse to start."

I was surprised there was too little respite.

I guess it's a specification because there's just something wrong with the installation location of this dungeon, and it's usually no problem with the dungeon suddenly disappearing and being thrown outside.

Whatever it is, I got the crystal.

With this crystal I can make a dungeon.

"Prokel makes dungeons, doesn't he? Is that right now?

"We have gathered information. It takes time for people to get together, and I've never been over there to make it fast."

"What, shall I lend you a demon? You're strong, though. There's a lot of inconvenience with just ten bodies."

"No, fine. I'll just accept your feelings."

... That's it, I don't trust Erigor.

Besides, there's no way to force me to do something if it's just a number.

As long as you can install a dungeon, there are many things you can do.

"So, where are you going to make the dungeon?"

"I'll look for that now. We don't have enough information yet."

When creating a dungeon, location is very important.

No matter how good a dungeon you make, no one can get in without touching people's eyes, and the rumor of the city spreads and even if there were people who wanted to come, they would be cut off for poor access.

It's just a matter of choosing a place with good people and well-kept roads.

If the dungeon gets bigger, the owners of that country will rush in and have a lot of trouble.

If something from another country suddenly builds a city in that country, it's just like selling fights.

The information obtained from the Fox sisters is too much to make a selection of locations.

We must gather information.

"Yeah, let me know when you decide. I wonder what kind of dungeon you make."

"Oh, I took care of Erigor. I'll teach you."

Not until we have enough protection.

Yes, I added in my mind.

"You've made a good deal with each other. I have a medal that I can make S-Rank Demons as I wish. You've been given the base you need to return."

"Right. I'm glad you're the first Demon King I've met since I've been here."

"This way, too. I'm glad I'm the first Demon King to meet you."

Shake hands.

Then he spoke two or three words, and then told him that he was going out to the top part of the city, and broke up with Erigor.

Shop and gather information in the city of [Desire].

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[Desire] 's city was the most vibrant time.

The main industries here are women, but there are different shops just to bring people together.

Hence, the new dungeons I'm going to make......, a lot of what my city needs.

Enter the blind back alley and give instructions to Ciel.

"Ciel, send me a big bag of gold coins."

"I'll take care of it."

Choosing Ciel in the frame of [Storage] is also significant that Ciel can store numerous tools in the body.

In Avalon, we have a [mine] where resources recover, and the golem created by Lorono of Elder Dwarf in an insomniac break is mined.

The magic metal I said Mithrill or Orihalcon is not enough to use for demonic gear, but the ordinary metal I said gold, silver, platinum, iron, etc. cannot be used for weapons.

Thanks to this, until Ciel was born, there were so many piles of ore that there was no place left in Avalon.

Wherever that stuff goes, it's all in Ciel's belly.

The inside of Avalon is neat and convenient, and this way I can take it out whenever I want.

We can rely on speed-priority maneuvers, etc., because we can only transport supplies by taking the whole Syel thing. Plus, in case you assume a case, they make you hold it without worrying about weight or space, and with Ciel, you get what you need, in any situation.

"Pippy, pippy"

The gold chunks spit out by Ciel are processed into gold coins with the alchemy skills copied from Dwarf Smith.

Already, we've seen gold coins in this world, so we can replicate them as long as we have the ingredients.

The amount of gold stored in Ciel's body exceeds a few hundred tons, as well as mountains of platinum and silver.

There won't be any trouble with the money first.

"I could. In the meantime, don't make a whole sack of it."

"Yes."

It seems that a single piece of gold over here will allow a family of four to live in January.

Such gold coins are full of hemp bags that are likely to contain every person.

Have you done a little too much?

Well, I'll run out of them soon anyway, and everything I bought is in Ciel's belly.

Get lighter soon.

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I finished shopping.

Too bold to use gold to stand out a little evil, or was targeted by sleds and robbers, but no problem.

While shopping, I entrust Ciel with another job.

Is it time for results?

"So what do you say? Have you found a good case? I prefer a nobleman who moves with gold."

"There was just something right. There were stupid, incompetent nobles. Besides, I don't have a wife or kids. As the Demon King has specified."

"That's good."

While shopping, he was feeding Ciel the hair of nobles and merchants from one end, so-called people likely to have money, power and information, etc.

Ciel is an S-rank demon. As an S-rank demon, his status is low, but he cuts the tip of his hair and includes it in his mouth without being noticed by a normal human being.

Ciel's skills, [imitation], are transformed into a person's appearance by incorporating part of the person into the body, and the person's skills can be used.

The secondary effects also gain the knowledge of the other person.

This city has a lot of power.

In other words, it's great for gathering information.

"Hmm, so where is that noble territory?"

"Listen. It is. It's about a hundred kilometers from here, it's a territory that manages about three farming-centric villages, two thriving centers of the city, both of which are quite far from each other, but both are a day's journey by carriage."

"Well, that's not bad for building a city. So, how stupid is that nobleman?"

At this time, this condition. I feel like this world is telling me to build a city.

"I'm a gambling crazy lady lover and I'm all over debt. I was willing to step down on my debt and borrowed a lot of money from a big merchant, but I had more nobility in the back of that big merchant than I did."

"That's a common story."

There is an assumption that the race of nobility is special to me.

You're a special person, so you don't have to pay your debts or anything. That guy wouldn't have been afraid at all, no matter how much more he owed.

But the merchants aren't stupid either. If you're going to lend it to someone like that, you'll have the building behind you, and if they give you everything, you can only lend it back.

In the case of my city, I was often used behind it, and I know the area very well.

"That's where the masterpiece comes from. I narrowed it down from the territory to the limit because I didn't want to sell the collection I was storing. Because of this, people came out of the people starving to death or continued to sell themselves. Not to mention running away at night, rioting. I can't even pay back my interest rate if I don't gamble anymore because my territorial income is falling."

"Excellent. My city is about to get off to a good start"

In such a hellish situation, humans who are still in the territory are incompetent and have no courage to go outside because of so many circumstances that they can't leave or have to repeat the same thing.

Therefore, if it is easy to keep and produce a dungeon and a city there, they will live there as they are.

"Ciel, you've got roughly the grasp on this country."

"It was systematized against the knowledge of many merchants and aristocrats. Ask me anything."

Ciel is excellent.

Except where it's easy to get on track.

"Enough information-gathering and shopping. All right, let's pick up Cumin and Alhi, and when we're done preparing for the bottom, let's go and do it with the territory that that idiot is ruling."

"Yes! We'll get a new land."

Come on, let's go.

Here's what I'm thinking. If a heretic comes from outside the country, I can keep an eye on him.

If that is the case, I hope I have decided to become a nobleman of this country and to develop the territory I have from the beginning.

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Baron Tutire Farnade, nobleman of the Principality of Arnaberg, was caged in the mansion and held his head.

Around the mansion, private soldiers look around.

Because if you don't, you don't know when the peasants will attack you.

"... not enough. Not enough repayment this month"

I don't have any money.

I can't help it.

I borrowed it from the merchant at a high interest rate with the intention of stomping it down anyway, but it had the Marquis Cortinara on its back. It is a house that also has connections with the royal family, and if you turn the Marquis Cortinara against the enemy, he will be killed.

As a result, I had no choice but to continue paying interest rates that could be described as extrajudicial.

Interest rates alone are considerable, and we cannot afford to reduce principal. Lower incomes were applauding the plight.

The number of inhabitants in Farnade today is less than half compared to the peak period, and naturally tax revenues will also be commensurate.

No, it's less than that.

After too much squeezing, I couldn't even seed it because I couldn't afford to leave the seeds behind, the workers were mellow and couldn't take care of much, and I couldn't harvest much this year.

No longer, the inhabitants are dry and nothing comes of squeezing them, no matter how much.

I also started selling off artwork that I had decided I could not get my hands on.

Still, it was definitely all this and what I thought was on my desk.

Statue of a goddess with demonic stones resembling ruby.

I don't want to sell it.

Once you let go, you'll never come back. That's a lot.

Baron Tutire Farnade was in love with this goddess.

"How could you do this? Ugh, help me, anyone, even the devil."

If you can save me, I'll even make a deal with the devil.

But nothing is convenient like that.

The Marquis Cortinara will never let me get away with it.

Do you want to die?

I would die if I were to be separated from the goddess.

It was when I thought about it that way. The door opens.

He was a dark-haired boy who could follow a beautiful girl with blue hair.

He was young, narrow in line, but the air he had gathered was from the soldiers of the war, and since he had seen many nobles, he knew he was not a good opponent to be alarmed.

"Who the hell are you people? How did you get in? The watch, what happened to the watch!!

"Piuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu You know, it's a long time ago."

The girl laughs.

Even though she looks adorable, her spine freezes. Instinct is screaming.

I'm not human.

That's the same for black boys.

No way, is it a real demon?

"Ciel, don't intimidate me too much. Baron Tutire Farnade. I came here to save you. I'll take all your debts, your status as Baron Farnade, your territory, your people. I'll give you a new name, a life, and money to play and live your whole life. Take off what's not right for you and leave everything to me. That way you can have fun living the rest of your life with that precious goddess"

The man offered a cloth bag with tight gold, and some paperwork.

It's an official document with a royal family crest where you got it. to the application for adoption, the delegation of assets and powers to the successor.

And in addition to those documents, such as a will written in your own handwriting and someone's household registry in a neighboring country, a residence that seems comfortable to live in, the profile of the servants there, etc.

Baron Tutire Farnade saw it and understood what contract he had come with.

This man is a demon who invites people to decadence. But still.

"This will make it easier"

At its heart, at Tutire Farnade, the Baron signed the paperwork, and with the treasure and gold he had left to the end, he boarded a luxurious two-headed carriage prepared by the man for New Heaven and Earth.

With gold and a goddess, I don't care about the name or the place that just afflicts me like this anymore.

Now I can finally, freely be happy.

The carriage that carried him ran the dark night like a wind.