Chapter 163: Shatter, Common Sense! Explode, Endorphins! (5)
Chapter 163: Shatter, Common Sense! Explode, Endorphins! (5)
Setting aside the fact that the mass production of the Libido Bomb necklace—or "Bitch Collar" for short—had been officially greenlit...
The problem currently weighing heavily on Fermaton, the "crash in magic stone prices," showed no signs of being resolved.
Fermaton was doing its absolute best to reduce the supply of magic stones.
Every day, they held magic stone "burning ceremonies," putting on elaborate performances.
They were buying up magic stones within the Fermaton Lord’s Castle on a massive scale.
The Dream Factory had even begun accepting magic stones as payment instead of cash.
Fermaton had done everything it possibly could.
However, once the price of magic stones began to fall, it refused to go back up.
The volume of stones circulating in the market was steadily decreasing, so why wasn't the price rising?
Was it because the price had been too high until now?
Was it a sign that the bubble was finally bursting?
Or was it because an infinite supply was being funneled in from somewhere for reasons no one could identify?
The answer was number three.
"The supply of magic stones is still flowing into the market."
The "Infinite" Labyrinth wasn't called that for nothing.
It was called "Infinite" because its depths were unknown, but also because the resources obtainable within were limitless.
"The first factor is that those who make a living mining magic stones have no choice but to keep mining them."
You can't just tell a farmer to become an adventurer and hunt succubi overnight just because the price of rice crashed.
The same went for adventurers.
Those who originally farmed magic stones couldn't easily abandon them and return to the surface after hunting monsters.
If a single decent-sized magic stone was worth tens or hundreds of thousands of won, everyone would mine them regardless of the market economy.
No matter what happened to the market, people who relied on magic stone farming for their livelihood had to keep collecting them.
"The second factor is that the traditional buyers aren't purchasing magic stones. The internal demand within Fermaton was sufficient before, but the biggest factor now is the Magic Tower."
Barbas, the Magic Tower Master, should be buying magic stones in bulk, but currently, even those within the Magic Tower were hesitant to make purchases.
"According to Asti, the elders of the Magic Tower said they’ll buy them in huge quantities once the price drops even further. They’re waiting for it to fall by at least 30%."
Buy low, buy a lot.
The Magic Tower played the role of a major "whale" in the magic stone market.
With the Magic Tower refusing to buy, more and more people were trying to dump their magic stones even if it meant a cutthroat price war.
"Actually, these factors don't really matter. If supply and demand don't match, the market economy eventually adjusts itself."
The "Invisible Hand" would solve it in the end.
However, that hand was currently being given a headache by an "Invisible Cock."
"The third factor. Mythstones."
In truth, this was the biggest reason.
"What's the point of reducing the market supply from 100 to 90? We're currently supplying 110, 120."
The amount being added far exceeded the amount being reduced.
Even assuming simple multiplication, the total was bound to exceed 100.
As time passed, it wouldn't just be 120, but 130—no, it would increase even more.
"As long as sex energy continues to be converted into mana, the amount of magic stones supplied to the market will not decrease. It’s unavoidable. Unless, of course, the day comes when my dick stops getting hard. Heh."
If his dick died, the supply of magic stones through Mythstones would also vanish.
"But I'm not doing this just to adjust the price of magic stones, am I?"
The knights, who had been listening quietly, all nodded.
"It's to find the second Mythstone."
Not the one Laura possessed, but another Mythstone circulating in the market.
"I don't care if the price of magic stones drops by half or doubles. What matters is the one thing more valuable than all the magic stones released in the past week combined: the Mythstone—'Three-Circle'."
"The anal beads?"
"I don't intend to use it for that, but that is exactly what it looks like. Dammit. Just let me find it. I'll shove it right up someone's ass immediately."
As frustrating as it was that they hadn't found it yet, drastic measures were needed.
"There's a limit to just buying them up. We need a new method. A new item that will make people bring their magic stones to us."
What would be good?
"If you bring us magic stones, we turn them into something new. That's the best we can do right now. We take the magic stones and reprocess them."
After agonizing over it again and again, I squeezed out an idea.
"But we can't make something like that right away, can we?"
"That's true. If people find out we can melt and reprocess magic stones using Yoanna's Black Flame... everyone will come after her."
"Exactly."
In the case of the Breast-Shaped Magic Stones, we were pretending they were made by solidifying Mana Milk after milking the succubi.
Some were actually made that way.
It was just that using Yoanna's Black Flame was overwhelmingly more efficient than the other method.
"But we can't keep this technology a secret forever. I've already finished discussing this with Barbas, and I've had a serious talk with Yoanna as well. Right?"
"Yes. I have left the use of the Black Flame entirely to the Young Lord. I will decide what to do about my personal matters later."
I had promised to find a way for her to use the black flames to start a revolution in the Empire later; for now, it was best to use the Black Flame for the development of Fermaton.
"So, I've been thinking, and I believe this is the best way to sweep up all the magic stones on the market and find the Mythstone among them."
I placed a small object in front of everyone.
"This is something made by refining the Mana Milk of succubi."
"Is it candy?"
"Yeah. On the outside. You do take it orally, but for now, it's medicine."
It was a pill the size of a regular piece of candy.
The succubus Mana Milk had been solidified and then refined into a bolus.
"What do you think this is used for?"
"Are you going to string them together and use them as anal beads?"
"...If I were going to use it for that, wouldn't it need to be at least this big?"
The candy was the size of an ordinary sweet.
It was much smaller than a cherry tomato, and because the prototype had been rushed, its shape was a bit crude.
"For the record, the ones going out to the market will be made from succubus Mana Milk, but this one was made from Laura's."
"Hehe."
Laura flashed a bright smile, making a V-sign with both hands.
She had every right to be proud; her Mana Milk had produced the exact effect I wanted.
"The effect of this pill is simple. No need for words—I'll show you myself. It'll only take five minutes."
I popped the pill into my mouth and swallowed it.
The moment the sweet taste touched my tongue, I stood before all the knights and—
"Behold. Fermaton's new business item."
I dropped my pants.
"Y-Young Lord?"
"Look closely."
Currently, my dick was hanging limp.
Even I don't stay erect twenty-four hours a day; when I'm working and focused, it hangs down normally due to its weight.
But now, the dick that had been sleeping downward began to wake up.
"I didn't use Sex Magic. I'm a little excited because you're all watching, but this gives a much more intuitive and certain effect."
"Did you get an erection just from eating that candy?"
"Yeah."
A rapid erection.
"And the erect dick becomes even harder than usual. Anyone want to touch it? Ah, Mother. Would you like to give it a feel?"
"...I-it certainly is harder than usual. Even more so than when you're entering the Infinite Labyrinth or controlling the Living Armor."
"Of course. Thanks to the medicine's effect, more blood is rushing down there."
Acceleration of physical activity.
The medicine I created didn't have any particularly strange effects.
"As you can see, the new item I've created is just an ordinary object, depending on how you think about it."
Many people who possess the bodies of scoundrel lords say this:
—I'll grow penicillium or whatever and make Penicillin!
What is Penicillin? An antibiotic.
Since the invention of antibiotics was nothing short of a medical revolution, many possessors tried everything to create Penicillin.
'Even doctors who fell into the Sengoku period or the Joseon Dynasty stepped up to develop Penicillin.'
But they are the extreme minority.
Honestly, I don't know how to make it, and most people who possess a lord's body wouldn't know either.
But they somehow found the answer.
Whether through the effort and sacrifice of many, the help of a god, a series of coincidences and miracles, or because they were chemistry majors, they somehow made Penicillin.
'I can't do that.'
I'm not that smart.
Instead, I know very well how to use the resources currently available to me to ensure that Ruji Fermaton, the Fermaton County, and the Fermaton territory grow quickly and surely.
'Sex has the answer.'
This was the Middle Ages.
A place that could be even more open about sex than the modern era.
"By concentrating the aphrodisiac components in the succubi's Mana Milk, a man becomes excited the moment he takes it orally. And it's not just regular excitement."
Throb.
Throb.
The knights' eyes were fixed on my partner, who was angrier than usual.
Even Yoanna, who had never even had sexual contact, let alone sex, stared at my dick with a slightly flushed face.
"It's useless to me, but it will help those who lack confidence stand up easily and last a long time. Taking this medicine is the same as having a succubus cast an aphrodisiac spell on you."
"That... could it be...?"
"A supplement to help men's erections."
Since it needed a brand name, I decided to call it something fitting.
"Penisilin."