Chapter 669: Speaking of Vacations, Tropical
“Haulon, the resort preparations are ready.”
I called out to Haulon upon entering the Office.
“Wait, just a little longer.”
“I won’t wait.”
Rejected. I have to cut off this feeling of endless work!
“Haulon-sama, we’ll take care of things here.”
“Thanks to Haulon-sama’s secret arts, things are moving quickly. If it’s work that can be finished at a desk, we can handle it.”
The people diligently working on documents in the same room urged Haulon one after another to take a break.
Ah, this is it. Haulon gets all sorts of things done using [Teleportation], so the lack of waiting time is also a reason why things are so busy, huh?
Well, the main reason is probably that the population suddenly increased, or rather, that a country suddenly came into being. And with Trade involved, no less.
Soleil, who’s handling the Trade brokerage, is competent, so he seems to be moving things along quickly, and I also gave things a push with ships and whatnot. Captain Cat is here too.
Yeah, it all came flooding into a place where the structure wasn’t even established yet!
Starting up a country is tough. What did I do back on the Island again? Yeah, I built buildings, prepared Fields and fruit trees, and then dumped it all on Auro, Kiel, and Soleil! But I increased the residents little by little, and our trading partner was just the neighboring Naruadeid, so it should have been better off than this country.
…I should bring Soleil something later.
“Alright, Haulon. Teleportation, Teleportation. Go with your secret art! ‘Put some kind of plausible-looking Magic Circle at Haulon’s feet~'”
I asked Haulon’s Spirit for the latter part without moving my mouth.
The earth Spirit Tzolkion, wearing a red hat, appeared and created a plausible-looking (・・・・・・) pattern on the floor beneath Haulon, depicting various geometric patterns drawn inside a circle.
Thank you for your cooperation. In reality, I used my [Teleportation] to send him flying from the Office to the Oasis without giving him a chance to object. It’s fine, it’s the secret art of the Great Sage.
“Hey…! Even Tzolkion!!”
“The four Spirits are worried about you too, Haulon.”
As if agreeing with my words, Ittan Momen fluttered its face out worriedly, and Fandor also flared up briefly. Although she didn’t show her form, the one who just dropped a water droplet on Haulon’s forehead was probably the spring Spirit, Tris.
When their master weakens, Spirits with strong bonds who like their master tend to weaken along with them. If they were contracted forcibly, they’d escape the moment their master weakened, you know. While getting some revenge, too.
“…”
Haulon looked down and let out a deep sigh.
Then he raised his face and looked around.
“Where might this place be?”
“An Oasis that was in the desert. There’s a beach chai… lounge chair over there.”
I pushed Haulon’s back, leading him towards the building I’d popped into existence.
“No, wait. The surrounding plants have clearly been arranged too, haven’t they?”
“I arranged them.”
I planted Flowers too, and made sure the view from the popped-up building is the best.
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine.”
“It’s not fine!”
I somehow managed to get the complaining Haulon to sit in the chair. Good thing I decided against the Hammock; getting Haulon onto it would have been a real hassle.
“Just relax here, watch the sunset or something, without thinking about anything. Here, have a drink.”
I thought about making it tropical juice, but decided on a tropical cocktail instead.
Blue seemed like too high a hurdle, so I went with orange. Gold rum, orange juice, Lemon, and banana liqueur. I even decorated it with an orange wedge, an edible orchid flower, and mint.