Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter 42: Balls Blown Off

"Okay! This is normal."

A neatly cleared road.

Now, the street vendors that used to be plentiful on both sides have all disappeared. This was because the capital city police chief actively pushed them back.

There was a justification for committing an illegal act on the Emperor's land, so how could one possibly object?

The hustle and bustle of Midias did not diminish even though the street vendors were gone.

On the contrary, more and more customers were flocking in.

'Because word of mouth spread about the pottery and various tools.'

Even families with relatively good circumstances couldn't even think about something like a silver platter.

Ninety-nine percent of people living in the capital would use wooden cups, wooden utensils, etc. But what if a much prettier and more hygienic bowl came out? It was a natural result that it sold like hotcakes.

The price was quite reasonable.

The disadvantages of being somewhat weak to shock and heavy were not even considered.

"Give me a set of bowls and a set of glasses!"

"Me too. Me too!"

People were all eager to buy things.

Since it was limited to one set per person, they had to visit the Midias store every day until the whole family had something to use.

Of course, even so, the number of customers did not decrease.

'The rumors keep increasing.'

The number of visitors from nearby estates was already increasing. In addition, wholesale inquiries were pouring in.

"Let's start releasing some supplies…"

"No, Your Majesty."

As I was muttering to myself, someone suddenly popped out and waved both hands wildly. It was the general butler, Miller Xavier.

"There doesn't seem to be any particular problem."

"Increasing the production of fabric is not a big problem, but for other items, there is only one craftsman."

"Ah!"

Because I took so many good pictures of things, I had forgotten about them.

Adam is in charge of pottery, and Theo is in charge of tools. It's starting to get overloaded, so how about increasing production here?

It wasn't something that could be solved by squeezing. However, it was difficult to recruit craftsmen. Theo, that guy, copied the dwarf's skills, but Adam's skills are purely his own.

'I can't teach him how to make pottery. I don't even use a kiln to make it.'

Business was going smoothly, but it felt like the brakes were being applied. Already, reselling my stuff was becoming popular throughout the capital.

Most of them were more concerned with putting food in their mouths than with acquiring good things.

I'll just leave it alone for now, but I can't keep doing that. The buyers are the upper class, and they go out as peddlers and sell them at high prices.

'Then the meaning of me changing the world will fade.'

How can I maintain prices going forward?

The answer was simple.

All I had to do was just slap a ton of stuff on there. Because if the quantity is excessive, it will naturally have to go down.

Besides, I have to intervene in the distribution process. I'm saying this so that no one can mess around in the middle.

"Please focus on increasing fabric production for now. We'll think about the rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"And I'm going to create a top one. Are there any talents you would recommend?"

"I'll find out right away."

"I know you're busy, but could I ask you a favor?"

"We're hiring more staff, so things are getting better. Haha!"

Deacon Miller Xavier continued to train successors.

The number of workers in the mansion and factory kept increasing, but there were not enough people to manage them.

I don't get heavily involved in personnel matters yet, but you never know what the future holds. Since the staff management tab was created, I've been able to catch those slackers right away.

"Is there anything else you would like to report?"

"Oh! It's nothing serious. Someone just came out of the palace."

"What? Why?"

"His Majesty the Emperor has ordered you to enter the palace."

"…!"

For a moment, I felt like my whole body froze.

Should I say that my blood becomes as cold as ice?

'Why are you talking about such an important topic so casually?'

Looking at me with a bewildered look, Butler Miller Xavier replied:

"Aren't you close cousins? Go and have a chat with each other."

It seems like he's very mistaken. I told him that my relatives aren't the kind of people I can treat with kindness.

I said, hitting my forehead.

"Was there anything else you wanted to say? Like why he is calling me?"

"There was no separate mention."

"Okay! Okay. I'll get ready right away."

"Yes."

Butler Miller Xavier hummed and walked away, but I couldn't help but laugh.

The reason was that I couldn't even guess why he had called me.

'Why can't I just live like a king in my own land? Why does keep nagging me?'

One, there was nothing I could do.

The moment that monster draws its sword, those with the right to the throne will have their balls blown off.

Of course, the first one would be me.

"Shit."

I couldn't help but swear, but I had no choice but to quickly go to the palace. If I'm late, what are you going to hear from that eccentric person?

* * *

The atmosphere of the palace I visited after a long time was completely different.

Maybe it feels that way because the seasons have changed.

But my unwillingness to go was still the same as before.

Why on earth would I come into this fucking place?

'By the way, why emperor calling me again? I didn't even use name these days…'

The Emperor was rarely mentioned at trial. It was only used to drive out the upper-class men disguised as small merchants.

But that wasn't a made-up thing, it was true.

It was wrong to open a street stall without a permit and turn it into a mess.

"I don't think he would have called me for just that reason."

Although his mental state was quite questionable, the Emperor was not a fool.

But it wasn't exactly fun.

There's no way he'd call me just to have a chat. It's obvious that he's going to make some strange demands.

Like when he gave me the land i took from Titus and Braden's estate.

'In the end, it was quite helpful.'

Thanks to the fact that he opened a textile factory and ran it well, there was absolutely no gossip. Instead, the voices praising him only grew louder.

That's why I had such a positive influence.

Of course, the Sierre nobles, including Count Titus, would have been unhappy.

"As you well know, from here on out, you must go alone, Your Majesty."

"Oh, thank you."

After the formal guidance of the knights of the guard, I stood in front of the Emperor's office. I grabbed the handle with both hands and opened the door with all my might like last time.

"I come to see His Majesty the Emperor…"

But this time I couldn't go in shouting loudly.

It was not only the emperor who was waiting in the office.

A woman in her 30s with impressive, luscious blonde hair. The Empress shook her teacup slightly with a smile.

As befitting the queen of an empire, she had a dazzlingly beautiful appearance.

But I could see the madness hidden in her eyes.

'She is a true madman with clear eyes. I can tell just by looking at her eyes.'