From a capitalist's perspective, Princess Mulesina thought Green's "product" had real potential. The price still worried her, though.
Princess Mulesina looked at Green with stars in her eyes.
"That's already the price for mass production," Green said helplessly. "If output increases and the technology matures, costs could fall further, but they won't drop below eight thousand Gold Pounds. Equipping an entire legion would indeed cost over a hundred million Gold Pounds. Most Necromancers don't need that many, though. I think one or two thousand, deployed as an assault force at a critical moment, could have an unexpected impact on the battlefield."
"I see." Disappointed, Princess Mulesina fell into thought, calculating how many people could afford that expense.
"There's actually another design if cost is the concern," Green said. "It looks much the same, but costs no more than two thousand Gold Pounds."
Princess Mulesina's eyes lit up. "Let me see..." Halfway through, she remembered the drawings from earlier and deflated. "Never mind. Show me when you have the real thing. I'm hopeless with those drawings."
Green meant the low-spec Kobold Marine Armor. The simplified Alchemy Mecha performed poorly, but equipped with a powerful Extended Dragon-Hunting Rifle, its long-range firepower was at least comparable to the ten-thousand-Gold-Pound Skeleton Soldier Marine Armor.
Princess Mulesina composed herself and asked, "So how do we split the shares this time? I don't know much about machinery or Alchemy, and it doesn't sound as if you intend to put the Production Line here."
"Thirty-seventy. You get thirty percent, I get seventy," Green said bluntly. "I'll handle all manufacturing. You supply qualified raw materials and take care of distribution afterward. What do you think?"
Princess Mulesina sank into thought, quickly calculating whether the split was worthwhile. Green would handle the entire production process, so seventy percent favored