In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

After considering it for a moment, Gulansta agreed to stay for a while.

He also wanted to know what was so special about the so-called magical armor experiment.

"Haha, Gransta, I'm afraid you'll have to stay a few more days... because the Magic Armored Soldiers are still in their infancy, lacking only Lamiri's crucial elf technology."

Gazel was secretly delighted, thinking that keeping him here would allow him to have another good "exchange".

"Well, I can only stay here for a few days... Your research needs to be accelerated..."

Gulansta had mentioned beforehand that he couldn't stay here indefinitely.

"Haha, no problem!"

Gazel smiled smugly. The research would take some time, and he would definitely leave Gransta behind before he produced any results.

"Hmm..."

Ramiris, still half asleep, was awakened by the commotion and looked over.

Gazel looked at Ramiris, walked over, and looked somewhat relaxed.

"Ramillies, do you remember our promise?"

"What?"

Ramiris was stunned.

Gazel's lips twitched. He knew this would happen. Luckily, he had asked Gransta for help beforehand, otherwise this research would have been dormant indefinitely.

"Ramillies, come with me now!"

Gazel gestured to Torene to take Ramiri's ribbon, then strode out of the room.

This research is classified within the Dwarf Kingdom, and too many people cannot be involved. However, the results can be showcased once it is successful.

Torene picked up Ramiris and followed behind Gazel, leaving Ramiris with a bewildered expression.

...

During this break, Gransta went to [Butterfly Love] and met with the proprietress whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

The proprietress covered her mouth in surprise, looking at the familiar blue-robed male elf in front of her.

"Hmm... I really didn't expect... Lord Gransta would actually have time to visit my little shop."

She had already received the news that a great figure had arrived in the Demon Capital, and even His Majesty Gazel had personally received him, but she never expected it to be Gransta.

Shouldn't he be with King Gazel?

Gulansta sat on the sofa, holding the red wine that the proprietress had personally poured for him, and smiled gently.

"Madam, I have some business to attend to in the Dwarf Kingdom and was just thinking of having a seat in the shop."

"Oh, I see."

The elven proprietress, like a gentle older sister, quietly drank a few glasses of wine with Gransta.

The two first talked a lot about the dwarf kingdom, and only then did he bring up the reason for his visit.

"By the way, Madam, have you considered opening a branch in the Demon Capital?"

Gransta brought up the matter again. He had suggested before that opening such a guesthouse in the Monster City would definitely attract more adventurers.

With brand recognition comes foot traffic, and foot traffic brings economic benefits.

Moreover, he decided to collect some gold coins to realize some of his ideas...

"Hmm... Lord Gransta, I've actually already considered this matter."

The Elf Lady propped her head up with her hand, her eyes slightly tipsy, gazing dreamily at his profile.

"Then I'll have to work with your wife."

When Gulansta heard that the proprietress had this idea, he immediately became interested.

"What kind of cooperation?"

Lady Elf stared at Gransta for a moment, somewhat confused by his expression.

"Since the proprietress is planning to open a branch in the Demon Capital, and I'm considering investing..."

"Investment?"

She was a little confused by such a novel term, but Gulansta explained it to her before she finally understood.

Then he looked at Gransta with a strange expression and said curiously:

"Does His Excellency Granstas possibly lack funds?"

Gulansta nodded seriously.

"To be honest, we're really short of them."

Gransta and Rimuru invested all the profits generated by the Monster Holy City into the country's development without reservation.

Moreover, their leader Rimuru is a man who doesn't know how to save money; he previously took full charge of the massive road construction project between the Dwarf Kingdom and the Monster Holy City.

Therefore, the finances of their Demon Capital have always been a mystery...

Lady Elf stared in astonishment at Grans's serious expression, a smile creeping onto her lips.

"So that's how it is..."

Forehead?

Gransta looked at the elven lady's slightly flushed cheeks and found her smile quite charming, and couldn't help but touch his nose.

"Alright, since Lord Gransta wants to invest, how would you like to do so?"

The Elf Lady casually asked, tidying her hair.

Gulansta also voiced his thoughts, revealing that his method of investing was somewhat unusual.

"I will provide you with a good location in the Monster Holy City as a branch in my name, and you will not be charged any fees."

"However, I have one small request... that all the drinks sold in your store must be supplied by me..."

Lady Elf was also taken aback when she heard this. In all her years of doing business, she had never heard of such a good thing.

"Does Lord Gransta mean you want our branch to sell your drinks?"

"Yes, that's how it is for now..."

This was a piece of cake for the Elf Lady, and besides, she wasn't short of gold coins... after all, elves are known for their long lifespans...

Lady Elf quickly clinked glasses with Gransta and they happily discussed the cooperation.

Of course, he didn't intend for them to help him sell alcohol for free; he would only take 80% of the alcohol sold.

This may seem like a small profit for a hotel, but his brewing costs are even lower, thanks to the existence of Ramiris, that tool.

He's testing the waters at this branch of Lady Elf first, and perhaps he can collaborate with other hotels later.

Then he could further promote his past life's sales methods, like some kind of "divine dragon set"...

Hehe... Doing this in another world would definitely be very exciting, and it's also a novel approach.

Gransta stayed with the Elf Lady for a long time, and after inquiring about a location from her, he left.

Lady Elf tried to persuade him to stay, but he politely declined, joking that if he stayed any longer, Long Xueqing and the others would come looking for him.

But as soon as Gransta stepped out, he was met with a pair of resentful eyes, which made him extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem... Long Xueqing, you're all here. I actually have some things to take care of here, please don't misunderstand."

Kuroya looked at the shop's name with a curious and innocent expression.

"Sister Long Xueqing, is this shop fun?"

Hearing Kuroya's words, Gransta became even more embarrassed.