Chapter 67: Production Department

After my one-way lovemaking with Mimon, I straighten my clothes.

She had finished processing her crotch and was re-dressing out of her messy clothes.

You can go home now. I won't cut your paycheck, so rest easy.

Thank you for the……”

Mimon bowed awkwardly. The first time I saw her, I thought she was a little bit of a bimbo, but she was a lot more than that.

If you have any problems with other employees talking about you behind your back or anything else, tell me next time you're in my arms. I won't make it worse.”

I casually declare that we will have sex in the future.

There are a number of employees in this pioneering headquarters, but the number of female employees is small. Eve and Mimon are the only beautiful ones among them. Mimon is a valuable human resource as a beautiful adult woman, and I want to continue to sexually harass her with great care.

And I'm going to visit the production department after this. Tell them to have someone to accompany me.

Yes, sir.”

Mimon leaves the president's office with unsteady steps.

His appearance of pity and dejectedness touched my heart. Next time, it might be a good idea to invite him to the villa and treat him well all night long.

The old man who manages the pioneer association leads us out of the castle town.

The production departments of the pioneer association, including soap factories, sericultural farms, and various workshops, are located near the military base. Breeding, so the department is under very tight security.

In New Nelly, a river, a tributary of the great river, flows through the castle town, and several water moats have been set up using it as a source of water. Was a production section of a pioneer association.

Originally, there was a facility that housed criminals and prisoners of war, but it was abandoned because of its dilapidation. It was only used to house criminals, and the size of the place is quite large. If we compare it to prehistoric Japan, it would be large enough to hold three games of grass baseball at the same time.

Nowadays, the prison is integrated into a part of the military base and is a separate facility from the POW camp.

“Isn't that you, young master? Are you on an inspection tour?

Yes.

There is only one entrance to the production department of the pioneer association, and it is occupied by soldiers of the Quardenze army. The pioneer association is not a private company but a government-run enterprise.

The soldiers guarding the production department are of solid origins, as they handle important secrets.

Of course. Hey, open the door!

Ha!

The doors, once the last line of defense to restrain criminals and prisoners of war, now prevent the escape of employees of the production department.

Employees of the production department are slaves. It is not an expression, but an actual slave status. Slaves purchased from slave traders in the city are shut up here, endlessly making soap, raising silkworms, and working in my workshop.

I don't know how many slaves are here because I leave that to the slave management staff at the headquarters of the pioneer association. The only thing I know is that none of the slaves are beautiful. There are no slavers in New Nellie City who specialize in sex slaves.

There are more slaves now.”

I said, looking around after entering through the door, and an old man in a management position walking next to me opened his mouth.

'That's another thing that bothers me. The production department has grown so large that we don't have enough space in our current lot. We have been working around the clock, but we still need new land.

Compared to my previous visit, I felt that the population density of slaves had increased. Even though it is for the purpose of efficient mass production by concentrating resources, it seems a bit cramped.

It used to be really small because in addition to this, there were fields for silkworm feed. Now, the space is somewhat larger because the farmer has asked a farmer to grow food for the silkworms, but if he had not done that, the space would have been really clamped.

But if we had not done that, the space would have been really cramped. “Slaves would be less motivated in such a cramped environment. I think we need to do something about it as soon as possible.”

Slavery exists not only in the Kingdom of Levioth, but also in the neighboring Zincaen Empire. And it is an inescapable system in both.

Slaves remain slaves for life. In the history of previous generations, there was slavery in which slaves could be freed by purchasing themselves, but this is not possible here. Unless the purchaser shows the will to free the slave, the slave himself is a slave , as well as any children born to him. Sadly, there is no help for them.

In order to keep such slaves with no future for a long time, I take reasonable care of them.

Here, if they work properly, they can eat three meals a day, and if they fall ill, they are allowed to take time off work. , They are not attacked by bandits or wild animals.

Except for the fact that they are not allowed to leave the production area, they probably have a much better life than the residents of the small farming villages outside of New Nellie City.

Where would you like to begin your inspection?

The workshop. I have business there today.

The old man in charge of management takes the lead and moves to the workshop area.

The workshop is my hobby space. It exists to realize what I want, so it is basically in the red.

An example of deficit is charcoal. In New Nellie City, people tend to use firewood for fuel, and good quality charcoal was rarely available. I had my own charcoal hut built for the sole reason that I wanted to heat my room with a brazier. It was an investment in advance, an indulgence.

When I entered the workshop, a craftsman who was working ran toward me, stooping low.

He said, “This is my master. What can I do for you today? Is it about gunpowder? Is it about guns?

No, no. It's this.”

And in this workshop, they were making guns.

This project started with a grand dream: “With the power of our new weapon, the musket gun, we will invade other territories and rape the princesses who have been carefully nurtured. This project started with the grand dream of “Invading other territories with the power of a new weapon, the musket gun, and raping the princesses who have been carefully raised!

The reason why the project was abandoned is simple: it was discovered that people with magical powers do not die from musket bullets, or even broken bones.

In this world of warfare, the movement of people with magical powers is extremely important. Powerful people with magic power are.

Even now, however, they continue to improve gunpowder and guns in small ways. If we can wipe out the commoners who will form a wall with guns, our strategy will broaden.

I handed the artisan father a small container the size of a chicken egg.

What's this?

There is a powder inside. Mix it with iron to make arrowheads for the bow. The powder is so small that you only need about five arrowheads.

Then the old craftsman opened his mouth with a quizzical look on his face.

I think I can make it quickly if I just make it,” He said. If you just want to make it, I think you can do it right away.

I guess he was worried that I would complain if it didn't turn out to be a decent arrowhead.

I just want to know what will happen if I mix them together. I don't care if it's not strong enough.

I understand.

The craftsman received a small container and checked its contents.

According to him, it would be possible to make it today or tomorrow. I wanted to know the result as soon as possible, so I asked him to make it for me right away.

With my business done, I spent the rest of the day touring the workshop at my leisure, looking at the improved gunpowder and musket guns.

The soap factory was making a new soap, so I decided to go and embezzle one as a souvenir. I was told that it was a light pink soap, mixed with flower extracts and flower petal chips.

After returning to Newnery Castle, I presented the soap to Fanny, who was very pleased. It was all well and good, but the flower mixed in the soap was actually a red flower, Maroashuina, a fragrant red flower that Minit often brought with her .

I noticed this when Fanny came to my room at night.

The faint scent of flowers in Fanny's hair reminded me of my love affair with Minit, and I got a hard-on between my legs.

I almost pushed Fanny down by accident.