Volume 4, Chapter 26: A Woman’s Anticipation (2/2)

“Do you think the current government of Sha’ou moves with only the words of the goddess?” Airin continued.

It was a remark that struck the core of what happens afterwards.

“How will my country move when it is incited by the ;North?”

And then.

“What would happen if my country that is surrounded by sand is unable to buy food rations from other countries?”

Airin’s sky coloured eyes faced them.

As soon as Maomao returned to her room, she threw off her peculiar dress. The clothes had something weird built-in, but more than that, her body suddenly got heavy.

Could the ‘North’ that the foreign woman called Airin had mentioned be Hoku’aren(North Aren)?

Also, the reason she mentioned food would be…

(Is there already the fear of food shortages?)

Maomao violently wiped off her makeup and collapsed onto the bed.

The desert region procures its grains from other countries. It was difficult to obtain a steady food source from barren land.

From the looks of things, the North made a price hike for grains. The North suddenly raised the price of grains due to the locust damages last year. It is obviously apparent that it was the share sold to other countries that had been put off first.

From this time point, if it’s like this, if there will crop failure this year too, what could come of it?

If it turns out like so, how would the North go out? Selling grains sparingly, on the contrary, will turn out to be not enough. Countries that cannot provide meals to themselves have no choice but to steal from elsewhere.

If it turns out like so, Sha’ou is the closest. If that country falls, it would become a foothold to other countries that communicate to it.

In the worst case, a war will break out.

(No, no, wait a sec.)

Was it really a country that would think so rashly?But, in this society, it would require the conditions to request common sense from the other party. Common sense exists from the situation where the other party possesses the same values as you and has the flexibility to a certain extent.

Maomao flapped her limbs on the bed, and stopped.

(Alright.)

Speaking of that, what would come out of Maomao thinking of something like this?

This kind of matter is better left to the big shots. Even if they get overworked, this is the work for the people who eat much nicer meals. What this means is that there’s no point for her to just think about it here.

However, it would be meaningless if those big shots are incompetent.

Maomao suddenly recalled the man called Uryuu.Riishu’s father. The man who considered his daughter as a political tool.

If he was the type of shallow person, who, believing that his daughter wasn’t his child, had tried to get rid of her, he was in no way useful.

“….”

Maomao fixed her posture. She had been slouching. And then, moving sluggishly, she headed for the desk that furnished the room.

The ink in the glass bottle didn’t need to be dissolved in water. There was a quill instead of a brush, and parchment, not paper made from plant material.

(What a waste.)

This is expensive, Maomao searched in the drawer. When she did so, there was wool paper inside, so she replaced the parchment with this. She wasn’t used to the stationery, so the ink blotted and the characters became unsightly. ;Afterwards, he would say all kinds of things, but it’s fine if it’s readable ;– Maomao wrote down the things to be done.

And then she located a servant to discreetly pass the paper over to Rahan.

(Now then, will he get on board with it?)

How would Rahan move in such a time? He would get on board with it if he considers that he could properly make a connection with the other party, or he might say that he won’t assist with such an unprofitable thing.

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(Well, I’m fine with it either way though.)

Whether he’s up for it or not, it was no loss or gain for Maomao. Rather, he might treat it as meddling.

However, normally, he would perfectly set the place for me for this kind of thing though, she thought.If it was Jinshi.

Well then, well then, what should I do when I return from this trip– a different issue came to Maomao’s mind, but she decided to forget about it as well.

If it’s something you don’t know even if you agonise over it, it would be better to use that time for something else.That was Maomao’s personality.