Chapter 91: Stickers (4)

It's been a month since Beast Bread was released.

The first person to summon the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon Iberkina in the Fioré Kingdom has appeared. The protagonist was an ordinary mercenary.

The Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon he drew was put up for auction and was sold for the staggering price of five million gold to an unknown wealthy individual.

The mercenary, who made an enormous amount of money by selling a single sticker, immediately retired from mercenary work.

In the blink of an eye, his life has changed.

A reversal of fate!

That sweet word was a major event that made the kingdom's people hold hope for Beast Bread.

With a glimmer of expectation they began to buy Beast Bread thinking "Could it be me?"

Of course, most beast breads usually contained low-value stickers like orcs or goblins, but...

Blararam~♬

"Rare, rare?!"

"It's a gremlin!"

Sometimes, high-grade stickers appeared, so people couldn't give up hope.

While people were buying Beast Bread, the mercenary who sold the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon left behind a strange remark.

"I didn't get the sticker from the Beast Bread. I treated the Beast Lord to beer and received it in return. At that time, I didn't even know that dwarf was the Beast Lord."

Beast Lord!

It was a title given to the dwarf who created the stickers.

The mercenary happened to meet the dwarf who made the stickers and received a Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon as a gift from him...!

Just because he let him drink beer.

When these mercenary anecdotes were revealed, strange rumors began to circulate throughout the kingdom.

"They say that if you meet the Beast Lord, he'll give you the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon."

"Really!?"

"That's right. The mercenary who obtained the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon said it himself."

The story spread that if you meet the Beast Lord, you can obtain the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon.

It was the moment when the kingdom's people recognized the golden goblin walking through Beast Road.

And.

"They say Beast Lord visited the Orasen territory a few days ago!"

"Let's go right now!"

Everyone began to set out in search of Beast Lord.

*

"Welcome, are you injured in any way?"

"How could anything happen to me?"

Across from me sat the Beast Lord, no. Dorian sat down.

I asked Dorian to release the high-ranking stickers to the Fioré Kingdom.

It was an event to get the kingdom's people interested in Beast Bread.

Of course, Dorian's way was very different from what I expected.

"I never thought you would give me someone a Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon for the price of a beer."

"That was just something I tossed out, and that mercenary got lucky. And you were the one who said it was fine to just sprinkle it around, right?"

"That's true."

I agreed with Dorian's words.

If it were just about rolling the gacha it would be boring.

Sometimes, events like this are necessary for the management team to be recognized for doing a good job.

As a result, this event has added even more excitement to the success of Beast Bread.

During the past week that Dorian has been wandering around the Fioré Kingdom, those who met him have been enjoying the luck of winning the lottery.

The bread I was worried about wasn't thrown away either.

Beast Bread was the first task of the Cultural Invasion Department established by the Second Princess.

Since it was done at the national level, the quality of the Beast Bread was quite excellent.

It was a long cream bread with whipped cream inside.

It was sweet and delicious, but among those who bought Beast Bread, there were some who didn't eat bread.

Since they bought them with the intention of obtaining stickers, it has become difficult to deal with the leftover bread.

And so the remaining bread was all gathered at the Blue-Eyed Ice Dragon and distributed to the hungry.

The sight of citizens voluntarily bringing leftover bread to the Church was surprising, but in a way, it was also quite natural.

Throwing away food was considered a grave sin designated by God.

In a world where basic necessities were not fully provided, many people starved to death due to the lack of food.

Therefore, Beast Bread was not discarded and became a daily staple that could fill the stomachs of the starving commoners.

This naturally led to a positive response towards the 'Empire' that produced the Beast Bread.

The 'anti-imperial sentiment' among the citizens of the Fioré Kingdom has begun to decline.

However, despite the success of Beast Bread, there were also voices of criticism.

[In the Beast Compendium, number 36, is it Entei, the Flame Emperor? A lion that breathes fire, what kind of beast lives there?]

[The fire dragon in the Fioré mythology has no relation to the Flame King Dragon. Who originally created the title "Flame King Dragon"?]

[A three-headed ice dragon! This is an insult to the mythology of Fioré!]

Numerous theologians and beast scholars have sent protest letters regarding the Beast Compendium.

The compendium of beasts I revised was considered an otherworldly fantasy by the experts.

A lion that breathes fire, a three-headed dragon, and even the vampire lord Lilith.

To the average person, it was a heart-pounding, romantic setting, but to the beast scholars, it was a continuous series of shocking, blood-curdling events.

But if you think about it, the Fioré mythos was a fantasy from the start.

It would be difficult if they demand historical accuracy for a compendium made for enjoyment.

However, this level of protest was nothing compared to what was to come.

Sometimes, we would receive complaints that were really hard to understand.

"There's something that needs to be corrected. The Ice Dragon Iberkina moved its lair from the Permafrost Tundra Mountain Range to the Roselle Mountains. Their age is not 6,000 years old, but just over 3,000 years old."

'Now I've even started receiving letters like this.'

My Beast Compendium was indeed fantasy, but when it came to information about real beasts, it was lacking.

I cross-referenced the experts' opinions and historical records, and even consulted Dorian.

There was no mention anywhere that Iberkina had moved the lair.

The saying that its age has been inflated was even more absurd.

"It's just nonsense, so there's no need to pay attention."

"That would be best."

It was a strange letter that occasionally appeared, so I threw it in the trash as Dorian suggested and forgot about it.

There were other times when I really needed to revise the guidebook.

"I came because there are parts of Lilith's information that need to be corrected."

Just like this case.

"I am honored to meet Her Highness the First Princess."

If the First Princess, who comes and goes in our Magic Tower like it's her own home, is involved, the story changes.

I heard that recently, Beast Bread is being ordered in hundreds every week, but only at the First Princess Palace.

"I hope she's not consuming all of that."

No matter how bored you are, that's just not right.

I secretly shook my head and asked with a puzzled expression.

"However, if there are parts that need to be revised..."

"Habitat."

"Isn't it the Eastern Whiston District?"

I know Lilith's house because I've been there a few times.

Because I'm still crashing at Bianca's place.

In the past, Lilith used to boast a lot about moving, but recently she has been so demoralized that she couldn't even bring up the topic of money in front of Bianca.

It's no wonder, since these days, Bianca has been making 'much' more money than Lilith.

Bianca, who was riding high on the summer hunting advertisement, was enjoying explosive popularity.

Her overwhelming abundance and her unique gentle and soft smile melted anyone who faced it.

It could be said that it was a bona fide blue-chip in the advertising industry.

It was inevitable that Lilis, who couldn't even resolve the huge mess left by the previous dairy cooperative chairman, would be demoralized.

That's why Lilith's residence was in the Eastern Whiston Territory. It seemed that nothing would ever change in the future.

But.

"She lived in the princess's palace for about a week each month for filming."

"Is that important?"

"It's an important part."

Isn't a week in a month not enough to revise the manual?

It seemed trivial, but to Luciella, it appeared to be an important matter.

"I will make a note of it."

It was an emotion I couldn't understand, but if it was the request of the First Princess, the big shot, adding a few lines to the compendium wasn't difficult.

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Habitat - Eastern Whiston Territory / Palace of the First Princess

─Sometimes, due to filming, there are occasions when she stays in the princess's palace.

==

"The next issue will feature the revised content."

"Thank you."

The first princess, having reviewed the additional content, smiled with a satisfied expression.

"By the way, the Milk Angel Lilith hasn't gone out yet, right?"

"I heard that one copy has been sold."

"...!"

The calm expression of the first princess flinched.

"Who is it?"

"Well, unless the selected owner reveals it, we have no way of knowing."

The Milk Angel Lilith was released as a limited edition with only three copies.

Envelopes containing such special stickers are automatically reported to our tower when sold.

And it has been confirmed that one of the three copies was sold earlier today.

"I'm going to head out now."

The First Princess, having said that, left the room without waiting for a response.

"Weren't you here to pick up the Nuclear Fire Chicken Noodles?"

I tilted my head in confusion seeing the First Princess leave without even picking up Nuclear Fire Chicken Noodles she was supposed to take.

Well, maybe she'll come back to get it later.

I, who had brushed it off, opened my mouth while looking at Dorian sitting across from me.

"Dorian, shall we start the work?"

"Got it."

I attended the 'Card' production meeting with Dorian. It would be a shame to end this with just a sticker session.

*

Whiiiiiiing─

Permafrost where snowstorms rage.

A vast expanse of ice, endlessly stretching out, covered in pure white frost.

Beyond that, the majestic Roselle Mountains stand proudly.

A cave in the Roselle Mountains.

The girl with white hair was crouched down, diligently tearing something apart.

"......No. ......No. ......No."

At some point.

Bam bam bam bam! Bam bam bam! Bamparabarabarabam! Bam bam bam bam bam! Bam bam bam bam bam bam!

A loud melody burst forth, filling the cave.

A girl's small head tilted slightly as she checked the sticker.

"...…Milk Angel Lilith?"

What came out was a shiny sticker of a cute vampire girl with angel wings holding a white milk bottle.

The girl with white hair, who was quietly watching it.

Whoosh-

 Threw the sticker behind her.

The discarded stickers rolled around on the floor of the lair.

"......No. No. That's not it."

The girl's emotionless voice continued.

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