Chapter 92

"......Is it something easy to obtain?"

"Um... Ah, but..."

"Hmm?"

"It's in large quantities. Since there's not much use for it normally, I think it will take some time to find a substantial stockpile."

"Large quantities..."

While rolling Jeanne's answer around on his tongue, Chris turned his eyes to her.

‘A considerable amount is needed.’

"Quite a bit is needed."

"In that case, please give me some time! As long as I have time!"

"Alright, can I count on you?"

"Yes! For Sir Cyril!!"

Immediately—saying that, Jeanne started running.

She ran towards the carriage parked in a corner of Persaron—.

"Wait, wait, Jeanne."

"Huh?"

"Look."

I raised my hand and removed the mimicry skill I had cast on Jeanne.

Jeanne's figure dissolved in light, returning to her original princess attire.

"Ah..."

"It's fine now."

"Thank you! Then!!"

Jeanne skillfully tied the horse to the carriage, climbed onto the driver's seat, and dashed out of Persaron.

In the past, she used to have a servant drive the carriage, but recently she had learned to handle it well and often came to Persaron alone.

‘That girl is gradually growing, isn’t she?’

"It seems so."

I nodded in response to Chris's words, which seemed to read my mind.

Well, even if that's not the case.

I like seeing anyone, human or dragon, living vibrantly by their own will.

I thought it was good just to be that way.

☆

I went out to the town of Beauval with Louise.

Since we had some free time until Jeanne came back with the information about the tin, I decided to put the matter of the Dew of the Gods on hold for now.

So, riding on Louise, I arrived at the dragon equipment shop, Shadowroll, in the town of Beauval.

I dismounted from Louise's back at the front of the shop.

"Louise, wait here."

‘Can I sleep? Master.’

"Sure."

‘Thank you!’

Louise said that and put on the dragon equipment she wore around her neck.

It was a mask that completely blocked out light and sound, covering her eyes and ears.

I made this special dragon equipment for Louise, who loves to sleep.

Other Baraul species don't need it, only Louise does.

It's a completely custom-made piece.

While Louise was sound asleep, I entered the shop, Shadowroll.

"Welcome—what a pleasure to see you, Sir Cyril."

The shop owner, Enrico, greeted me with his usual business smile.

"What brings you here today?"

"I was wondering how sales are going."

I said that and looked around the shop.

I took a quick look around, but I couldn't find any of the dragon equipment that Colette was supposed to have supplied.

"Yes! The items you supplied last time have already sold out."

"Is that so?"

I was a bit surprised.

"We still get inquiries from dragon knights every day. When will they be restocked? Can they be reserved?"

"Wow."

I had heard they were selling well, but it seems they're selling even better than that.

"They're very popular now. Please, for the next shipment! I beg you!"

"Alright, I'll have Colette bring some more."

"Thank you very much!"

"Can I take a look around the shop? It might give me some inspiration."

"Of course! Please feel free to look around."

"Thanks."

I thanked Enrico and walked around the shop.

I picked up each piece of dragon equipment, examining its shape and performance.

I can understand the language of dragons. This allows me to actually converse with dragons and take detailed orders for the dragon equipment they want.

The dragon equipment made by others doesn't have this capability, so unless they are very skilled craftsmen, the equipment often falls short of what the dragons really need.

That's why my dragon equipment is selling well.

To maintain and further increase its popularity, I thought it would be good to see a lot of ordinary dragon equipment.

In the extreme case, even if I hear the demand from the dragons, I can't make the equipment if I don't know anything about dragon equipment.

Also, if I know a lot about dragon equipment, I can improve existing ones.

So, I carefully examined the various pieces of dragon equipment.

"By the way,"

"Hmm?"

Enrico spoke from behind me.

"We don't have such issues, but recently, the merchants at the dragon market are having trouble."

"Dragon market? Why?"

"Even deals that used to go through are now being canceled because the dragons are extremely unwilling."

"Cancelled? Is that possible?"

"It was almost unheard of before."

"Hmm."

I see, if it's something that has only recently started happening, I wouldn't know about it.

"Some people say it's because of you, Sir Cyril."

"Because of me?"

"Yes, ah, of course in a good way."

"What do you mean?"

"It seems that because Sir Cyril gives dragons such good treatment, they don't want to deal with anyone else. There are even stories that dragons have calmed down when given treatment similar to what they get at Sir Cyril's guild."

"Wow..."

Is that really the case?

"From my perspective, it's a fire on the other side of the river, but I am impressed by Sir Cyril's influence."

"Then, I should improve the treatment of our dragons even more."

I said that and looked towards the entrance of the shop.

I can't actually see it, but Louise is on the other side of the door.

Louise, who is sound asleep with her custom dragon equipment.

"If I do that, maybe everyone will treat dragons better."

"But if you go too far, some people might have problems."

Since it really is a fire on the other side of the river, Enrico said with a laugh.

If that's the case... then.

I decided to further improve the treatment of all the dragons in a visible way.