Ultraman: The Dark Shadow Mage, Creating a Magic Empire

Chapter 56 The Deal, Young Ken and Belial

Norman spoke up, "I've heard of the Aliens Empera. Those powerful aliens we defeated before were their subordinates."

"Therefore, our feud with Alien Empera is already irreconcilable! Even if he doesn't come looking for us, I will lead you all to him sooner or later!"

"As for the title..."

Norman laughed, "I will personally seek him out and show him who the real emperor is!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Alright, let's look at the immediate problem. I propose that we continue with our national policy of not taking the initiative to intervene. We must not allow the flames of war to reach us. We have not yet developed to the point where we can fight head-on."

Norman began, and the courtiers, as if they had opened a floodgate, began to express their opinions and ideas.

Even the young people in the House of Commons at the back were given the opportunity to speak.

After a discussion, a complete plan was produced.

First, national policy is the core.

They will absolutely not take the initiative to show themselves, and will continue to use the proxy scheme, acting under the guise of Baltan aliens.

Secondly, defeating Alien Empera is the primary objective!

For this reason, they can provide the Land of Light with weaponry assistance, offering them advanced weaponry and equipment, and, if necessary, "import" some magical equipment.

Finally, there are two options after the battle ends.

If the Alien Empera wins, then they will cut off the Baltan Alien proxy route and completely hide and accumulate strength.

If the Land of Light wins, then according to the corresponding contract, the Land of Light will be stripped of its post-war status... and the debt will be collected from the Land of Light!

We must make sure to recoup all our investment in one go!

Even if we don't aim to control the Land of Light, we should at least slow down its recovery. Ideally, we should recruit some people from the Land of Light who share the same ideals as the Shadow Empire to contribute to the multi-species development of the Shadow Empire!

"Very good, let's proceed according to this draft plan."

Norman nodded, then got up and left.

The ministers respectfully saw Norman off, and then began detailed discussions.

Three days later.

Merchant ships laden with cargo set sail from various ports in the Shadow Starfield, rapidly leaping towards the M78 Nebula, 300,000 light-years away.

But it's 300,000 light-years away.

The merchant envoys, who had already arrived at the M78 Nebula, met with the person they had been secretly in contact with.

The caravan envoy disguised as a Baltan was actually a goblin merchant from the dwarf planet, Quidok Santa.

He was known as the "Great Merchant" on the dwarf planet, which means he was a very capable businessman.

Opposite him stood two towering giants.

Despite the huge difference in size and strength between the two, Quiddock was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was very excited!

"You're Ultraman Belial?"

"That's right, it's me! Have you made up your minds? Can you provide us with weapons?"

"Of course! We Baltans believe in equality for all when we do business! Trust me, you'll definitely get excellent value for your money!"

Quidok raised his hand and tapped his chest to show that he was trustworthy.

"Hopefully, we need some weapons to deal with the monsters of the Alien Empera. You know those monsters, right? Can your weapons handle them? How many can you give us?" Belial asked impatiently, hands on his hips.

"Those monsters are only at the early planetary level, and many of them are just special abilities, only at the peak of the surface level. Our weapons can defeat them, but..."

"Just what?" Belial asked.

Quiddock's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "It'll just be...very expensive~"

"Very expensive? How expensive?"

Beria scratched his head, realizing he hadn't thought of that.

Quiddock smiled and waved, and a projection appeared in front of the three of them.

This is a price list for which high-end weapons.

The description states that weapons capable of damaging or even killing surface-level monsters require at least 1 cubic meter of standard energy or equivalent resources.

That is equivalent to the resources needed to build 20 aircraft carriers on Earth.

These resources are naturally no problem for a civilization of cosmic scale.

But you should know that this is just the price of a cannonball, or a gun!

If the Land of Light wants to fight against the monster army of Alien Empera, it needs to arm the entire population, requiring at least 80 billion guns!

The Land of Light can provide it, but it will stagnate the Land of Light's development and recovery for nearly 30 years!

It was terrifying, but after seeing it, Belial and Ken, who had remained silent beside him, did not leave...

The Land of Light originally had weapons, but they were all confiscated.

To resist, reclaim those weapons, and regain control of the Plasma Spark Tower, weapons are needed.

This is a dead end!

"If you can't afford to pay at the time, we can sign a contract, deliver the goods to you first, and collect payment later, but there will be some interest involved."

"What is the interest rate?"

Quidok held up two fingers.

"Two percent? You might as well just rob someone!"

"No, no, no, it's twenty percent!"

"What!?"

Ignoring Belial's shock, Quiddock said with interest, "You don't have to buy it, but as far as we know, the nearest civilization capable of doing so is three million light-years away from the M78 Nebula."

"By the time they arrive, you might have already gotten used to being enslaved~"

"you!"

Belial had a fiery temper and was about to lash out when Ken stopped him.

The young Father of Ultra stepped forward and said to Quidok, "We are willing to trade, but you must promise that these weapons must be concealed, arrive at the designated location quickly, and can only be sold to us, not to the Aliens Empera!"

"Restricted trade? That's impossible for a merchant, but... since you're our Baltans' first major client, we'll reluctantly agree to this restricted trade!"

As he spoke, Quiddock produced a magic contract.

"Come on, sign it. If you can't pay the payment for the goods and interest, we will pursue you for the debt through the contract."

"clear."

Jian nodded and left his light on the contract.

Beria shook his head, but still signed his name along with his good friend.

"You're not high-ranking officials from the Land of Light, are you? Have your high-ranking officials sign this too. It will take effect automatically once they sign. Take this copy back."

Quiddock handed the two men another contract and said, "The goods will arrive at your designated location in one light-years. Is that alright?"

"no problem."

"Very good, then goodbye, and I wish you success."

Quiddock bowed, then returned to the spaceship and disappeared from their sight.

Beria paced back and forth with his hands on his hips.

"You're just going to agree like that? If you really give us that much, even if we win the war, our development will stagnate for seventy years!"

Ken took a deep breath and said, "That can't be helped, Belial. Prepare for battle!"

"You bastard... fine!"

Beria extended his hand, and Ken glanced at him before shaking hands earnestly with his friend, offering encouragement.

Next up is the battle that will determine the fate of the Ultra race!

(End of this chapter)