The technology in this world was kind of all over the place.
On Earth, technology had moved like this: from man power, to the water wheel and windmill, to the steam engine, and then on to the combustion engine. It was a series of incremental advances.
If you wanted to fly freely through the sky, before you could build an airplane, you would first need to discover the concept of lift, and a propulsion system (the internal combustion engine) would need to be created. In order to create that propulsion system, you would need to understand the system behind how things burn. In the history of Earth, new technologies had always been built atop other technologies that had laid the groundwork for them.
However, in this world, there were mysterious creatures and magic. If you wanted to fly freely through the sky, you could just ride a wyvern. These people had skipped past the concept of lift and propulsion systems and just gone flying.
In a world where you can create fire, ice, and more with magic any time you want to, the difference between what is possible and what is not becomes extreme.
In this world, they had large tamed beasts that could haul as much as a four ton truck.
There were steel battleships, only they were drawn by massive sea dragons.
There was no electricity, yet the nights were bright in this country. The street lamps had lightmoss in them, which stored light energy during the day and was phosphorescent at night, keeping the town lit.
They didn’t have gas, they used firewood, ovens, and fire magic (or magic items) to cook.
There were no aqueducts; however, all around town, there were wells with water elemental spells cast on them that drew water from deep below the earth... well, that’s enough examples to get the point.
In this country, even without science, many things could be done with magic. Turning that around, if you were to take away their magic and mysterious creatures, this country’s civilization would not be that advanced. Comparing it to a point in our own world’s history, they were probably in the late Middle Ages or early modern period, at best. The feudal system was still intact, and the industrial revolution a long ways away.
That was the kind of country I was now king of.
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“Liscia, agricultural reforms don’t happen overnight,” Souma told me. “So, for the time being, I suppose we’ll have to increase our imports from other countries to compensate.”
I sat across from Souma, nibbling on my toast as he talked. On the narrow table, there was a basket of bread, as well as plates with scrambled eggs, sausage and salad for two on them. It was breakfast time.
“But didn’t you say imports are expensive, and that causes a decline in consumer spending?”
“I did. That’s why we’ll probably end up having the country buy up goods, then resell them at domestic prices for a time. We’ll take a loss on the tariffs, but we need to bear it for now. I’d like to make up the shortfall with exports, but first we’ll need to find a replacement for our current primary export, cotton.”
“Sounds hard... Anyway, let’s set that aside for a moment.” I asked the question that had been bothering me for a while now. “You’re the king, so why on Earth are you eating in here?!”
This was the castle cafeteria. What’s more, it was the general cafeteria which the soldiers and maids used. What we were eating right now was the A-Set lunch for this morning. The king of a country was sitting amongst the guards, eating the same food that they did. There were limits to how little dignity a king could be allowed to have.
“The constant curious glances from the guards and maids are starting to hurt, you know!” I protested.
“Don’t let it bother you. The whole castle is being frugal right now, so I can’t allow wasteful spending on my meals.”
“Didn’t you say austerity measures were a bad influence on the economy?!”
“If you just accumulate the money you’re saving, yes,” he said. “But if the extra money is used properly, it makes the economy go ’round.”
“Still, that doesn’t mean we have to eat here.”
“Well, do you want to eat this stuff at the big royal table? It’ll feel even more unsatisfying that way.”
“You may be right, but still...”
Even so, it felt wrong eating with all these people watching us. Even if I was used to it from my days at the officers’ academy, I was technically Souma’s fiancée, a person under the scrutiny of the masses, and to their eyes, here we were having a rendezvous. How could I stay calm like that?
I sighed. “If we’re cutting back on food costs, should I speak to my parents? They’re always eating cakes and such at tea time.”
“Oh, that’s fine. Those are all ‘offerings’ anyway.”
“Gifts, you mean?” I asked in surprise. Could our people afford to do that?
“Well, they’re from large stores and stores owned by the nobility, you see. Even with a guy like me as king, being a purveyor to the royal family is prestigious, apparently. Even with the food shortages, we still get sent a lot of stuff.”
“Please, don’t speak ill of yourself like that,” I said. “You’re a king now.”
“A lot of the foods are sweet, but they don’t have a long shelf life. Since I don’t have much of a sweet tooth myself, I give them to the former royal couple or the maids and have them write reviews. Then, for the ones that are rated highly, I give them a royal warrant of appointment. It’s gone surprisingly well.”
“So that’s why...” I murmured.
Lately, I’d been hearing “all’s not quiet on the weight-loss front” from the maids. There had even been reports that some of the maids were joining the guards for training.
...I’d better be careful, myself, I decided.
In contrast to me as I made promises to myself, Souma was looking off into the distance.
“I-Is something the matter?” I asked.
“No, it’s just... If the food budget were tighter, we might be subsisting on a diet of cake three times daily... Hahaha... I nearly put ‘If they have no bread, let them eat cake’ into practice myself.”
“If people didn’t know the circumstances, there could be a revolution over those words...” I said.
“You two seem to be enjoying yourselves.”
When I turned in the direction of the sudden voice, I saw a young man in the fluted armor (minus helmet) of the Royal Guard. He was tall, with a sufficiently sturdy frame, and from behind his long, straight blonde hair peeked a beautiful face that probably made him popular with the ladies.
“Why, Sir Ludwin,” I said.
“It has been too long, my princess. No... perhaps I should call you my queen now.”
“Um, well... I’m not either of those at the moment, actually.”
Seeing our exchange, Souma had a look on his face that said “Who is this guy?”
“Souma, this gentleman is Sir Ludwin Arcs of the Royal Guard,” I said, introducing him.
Despite his youthful age, just under thirty, Sir Ludwin was a genius who had been made head of the Royal Guard. In times of peace, the head of the Royal Guard was responsible for security in the capital, Parnam, as well as at Parnam Castle, but in times of crisis he was also given command of the king’s personal forces, the Forbidden Army. Though, that said, practical military control of the country lay in the hands of the Three Dukedoms.
“The Three Dukedoms” referred to the two dukes and one duchess who held control of the land, sea, and air forces.
The current holders of the Three Dukedoms were, as follows:
General of the Elfrieden Kingdom Army, Duke Georg Carmine. A beastman with a lion’s mane. He commanded his troops with the intensity of a raging fire, striking fear into the hearts of our enemies.