BJ Swordmaster

Chapter 118 Viscount Camilton (1)

Rikos Parbuti was a competent merchant.

He has lived with his superiors for more than 30 years, and 50 years are enough to add up to the days when he was under someone's

Fifty years was a long time.

Lycos was proud to have experienced everything he could as a merchant, and in any case, he had enough judgment to handle it flexibly.

Especially after entering the black market here.

As it is a place where abnormal profits can be made through abnormal structures, the number of cases experienced by Record has increased further.

When it's settled in the black market to a certain extent.

Rikos Parbuti used the name Durandal instead of his real name.

It wasn't a name with a special meaning.

However, I wanted to distinguish myself from myself when I was an ordinary merchant and myself as a cancer merchant.

It was like giving meaning that he had completely established himself here.

And 15 years after using the name Durandal.

He was thinking of the situation as "unbelievable" for the second time exactly.

"…is that true?”

"It's true, we've succeeded! Thank you again for your intermediation."

"It's something to celebrate.”

"The proceeds will be distributed by tomorrow! The grace of the silver sea!"

"The grace of the silver sea. I'll get back to you."

Durandal and Ricos Parbuti pulled out of the crystal ball.

There was a silence.

Looking down at the crystal ball that had lost its color, Rico breathed out a long breath.

It was an action to organize thoughts.

More precisely, it was the process of distinguishing between necessary and unnecessary ideas.

There's a saying that luck is a skill.’

Lycos recalled Henry Camilton's face. He looked at the type of investment and reflected on the reaction of the decision.

Henry had an unshakable face.

Not because I'm not interested, but because I don't feel anxious.

'Cause it's just a result that can't be written off as luck. Lucky is not a very committed person.’

Henry Camilton has something. At first, I thought it was simply the ability to get the things I needed at the moment I needed them, but it was a mistake.

Lycz called the bodyguard.

"Did you call me?"

"Why didn't you invest?"

"Right after I sent Henry Camilton's investment, the answer was that no further investment was needed."

"Right after."

"Yes, Henry Camilton's investment was delivered normally."

Lycz gave the bodyguard such instructions.

Immediately after Henry Camilton's investment, invest the same amount in the same place.

But it failed.

Why?

Really, coincidentally, it was just that the timing was missed timing.

"…Let's bring you in."

Lycos sent Su-ha. It wasn't long before Henry was still here.

"You're gonna have to turn around to your friends' Get some cash. The amount you need is 200,000 gold.”

He then sent out another subordinate. The cash that Lycos handles was overwhelming in the black market, but the dividends to Henry were also overwhelming.

If I paid Henry a dividend right away, I wouldn't be able to continue my business today.

The 200,000 gold I ordered to get from Suha was not for Henry, but to continue the dental business today.

Henry Camilton.

Rico sat down. Staring at the entrance of the exchange, he began to assess which questions he could ask.

'You said the sooner you can, the better, so there's got to be an emergency.’

That's why we pay dividends 'one day early'.

***

In front of Durandal's exchange.

The man who guided Henry here still looked blunt.

"Your master is waiting."

The same goes for your voice.

Henry felt a strange change in the man, though he seemed to be just doing what he had to do.

[He's more careful than before]

[That's right] We got the results.]

[Eyes rolling, right?] You don't know what he's doing?]

The same was true of viewers who noticed the change.

The man remained brusque, but his interest in Henry remained hidden.

In Zest's words, the man was "quite high" under Durandal, and there was nothing strange about knowing the outcome of the investment.

"Ki, driver! Have a safe trip! I'll be waiting here!"

Zest shouted from behind.

It seemed quite complicated that his voice trembled lightly.

I don't know if it's because of the money that's coming, or because of Henry's grumbling behavior.

Maybe it's both.

It wasn't Zest's reaction that mattered anyway.

Walking through the cloth at the entrance, Henry stepped inside.

Durandal had the same pose as when he first saw him, with the same expression on his face.

"I've been waiting."

"What brings you here?"

"To give you some very good news. I must congratulate you with all my heart. Your investment was a very successful choice."

That's really what you're talking about.]

[Didn't you say the results will be out in a week?]

What did the wizard do to you? It's possible to have a reasonable doubt.]

Just looking at the mood in the chat window, Henry told Durandall.

"Did you get the results yet?"

"I'm surprised, too. I guess the same goes for you.”

"I have no choice but to. I was guessing it would take three or three days."

"He did, too, but...…. Anyway, this is the result. The Oslo side said they'd pay dividends by tomorrow."

"Can I visit you again tomorrow?"

"Is that even necessary? First of all, I'll pay you the amount."

"Thank you for your offer. Is there a fee?"

"Will you bear the burden?"

"It's better for me to do that if it's reasonable. All I need is not a few gold coins, but time."

Henry didn't have to hide what he was thinking. No matter what the result is, the difference is only one day.

That's the answer Durandal wanted.

"What if it's not gold?"

"I'm willing to pay for it if it's a reasonable price."

Nodding.

Durandal beckoned.

A familiar form of note was placed on the table.

Different from the past, it was the unit of the amount written on it.

1,144,000 gold.

It was an overwhelming sum, but Henry only looked at Durandal with a calm look.

"Can I get paid in cash?"

"Can you take it?"

"I don't mean to. It'll be enough in a moment. I'll be paid in cash, but I'll take the note you've prepared when I leave here."

cumbersome and demanding procedures

Durandal measured the meaning of that word.

I'll make sure I can make the money.… No, it can't be.’

Henry Camilton was a far greater man than that.

If I didn't know what Durandal was like, I wouldn't have offered him a deal like today.

I don't know.’

I'm sure there's a reason, but at the same time I thought I'd never find out.

Durandal gave up.

"I'll do as you please."

"Thank you. What do you want in return?"

"The answer to the question. You've been thinking a lot about yourself, but if you're uncomfortable, you don't have to answer."

"If you don't answer.”

"A little more simple question will follow. If you don't leave, if you give me a chance, it's nothing to say."

"Tell me."

Durandal nodded and said.

"I want to know why you decided to invest."

"I can't tell you."

The question and answer returned almost at the same time. Durandal brought up the next question instead of being disappointed.

"You're just so lucky?"

"I can't tell you."

"…Can you expect a similar deal someday?"

This question was a beat late.

This was Durandal's Maginot Line.

And fortunately.

An affirmative answer came back from Henry.

"Yes."

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Durandal smiled broadly. It was a smile of joy.

I didn't even know what Henry was capable of or what kind of thing he was.

But the important thing was that Henry's choice today wasn't a "temporary" kind.

Durandal rose from his seat.

Henry paid for it, so he had to keep his promise.

"Will you follow me?"

***

One gold refers to one gold coin.

It's light enough to hold with one finger, but its value is a hundred times that of silver.

At around 30 gold, it was hard to hold in one hand, and at about 100 gold, it was necessary to have a pocket to hold gold coins.

What if it reaches thousands of gold.

It was enough to carry a proper carriage.

Of course, it was enough for ordinary people to shake their hands and feet, but it was in the category of imagination.

However, more than a million gold coins were a unit that could not be imagined without seeing them in person.

[He's going to Eldorado]

[Is this all 24k?]]

[overwhelmed by the pressure]Lol;;]

Durandall's private warehouse.

The magical expanded space was almost like a golden mountain.

"This is……."

Henry was at a loss for words. The glaring golden light almost blinded my eyes. Glittering gold coins poked my eyes wherever I looked.

"Is this a million gold?"

1.144 million gold, no mistake at all.

"…I see.”

Now the situation has been reversed a while ago.

Durandall was calm, but Henry was not.

An unparalleled sense of coercion has pressured Henry to do so simply by numbers.

"Honestly, it's amazing. I don't know what to say."

Henry spoke frankly.

For viewers, it was possible to broach.

The fact that I was intimidated by money felt strange, but I couldn't help it. 1.14 million was enough to give us that much power.

[ㅊ임 Normal]

[Oh, my eyes are fluttering]

[1.14 million gold]…this is rare……]

Various reactions popped out.

Swallowing, Henry calmed his strangely excited mood.

"You're saying it's up to me, right?"

"Yes, it's all yours. If you want, I'll provide you with a pocket for gold coins. I'll also talk to people. Ten wagons will all be able to carry in a few days.”

"No, thank you."

I've never thought of carrying it myself.

The expression "I don't dare" was correct, and more than that, I didn't have to "do it" from now on.

We've secured a million gold.]

[Mission success!]

[You can receive a reward for completing your mission]

It was a message that came to mind the moment Durandal said "Your share."

'…...I said it's invisible to other viewers.’

The wizard said so.

We shouldn't tell the viewers about the mission.

Expectedly

I couldn't find any messages in the chat window.