BJ Swordmaster

A message that allows you to check other people's channels.

Henry had to reflect on the story with a blank face for a moment.

What does this mean?

Whatever the channel is.

The channel was where Henry's own video was uploaded.

The manager's job was to manage the space, the channel.

But someone else.

That doesn't mean there are other people who are broadcasting besides Henry.

'No way.'

Henry's eyes trembled. I peeked at the chat window and checked the new button.

a red and square form

It was a button with a white arrow on the inside.

Henry reached out nervously.

The next moment.

‘……!’

Something filled Henry's vision.

Similar to Henry's own channel.

If there was a difference, the amount was so large that I felt dizzy at the moment.

'These things, I mean, are...….’

Before I knew it, Henry's neck was covered with cold sweat. With his lips drying up, Henry struggled to conclude.

They're all the same videos I posted.

Hundreds of 'videos' were in front of us.

I couldn't even guess the content when I saw the thumbnail, and I couldn't understand the title.

Henry didn't even know what the hell these videos were about.

'Fire Chicken Fried Noodles Eating Show...'…what the hell do you mean?'

The shock hit Henry's head.

I didn't even dare to check the video.

Henry, who had been staring at the screen with his lips closed for a long time, eventually closed the window.

I'll have to check it out later. Later. I mean, when you have enough time to think.’

Henry believed in his own mentality. A disciplined mind protected Henry himself from a great deal of shock.

But what we're facing now is a kind of shock that Henry has been receiving.

"At least it's not something you can see during the broadcast.’

Henry struggled to keep his cool.

I pushed the scene I just encountered out of consciousness.

I think he's out of his mind.Lol]

Sir, pull yourself together!]

[But that's not real money, is it?]

[Ah, if it's real, it's right to lose your mind]

I reflected on what I had to do. I put in my head step by step where I stood with my feet on the ground and what kind of situation I was in my head.

The words that followed came out reflexively.

"I don't know what it means to be mentally deranged."

I'm shocked.Lol]

[I think I'm a bit out of my mind]

My eyes are relaxed!]

"……Ah."

The viewers were right. If that's what the expression "out of mind" meant, Henry was mentally ill.

But fortunately.

Henry had a way to patch things up.

"To be honest, it's a little bit like that. I've never seen this much gold before. The number of million was really huge."

Huge amounts of gold have become a very good excuse.

Because the viewers thought it was worth it.

"First of all, I'll sort things out. Now that we've got what we wanted, we need to move on."

Henry looked at Durandal.

Durandal was smiling pleasedly. Henry's reaction seemed quite satisfying.

"Do you like it?"

"I was a little surprised. It's definitely too much to carry. May I ask you to exchange it for a bill?"

"It's a welcome suggestion to me, too. Do as you please."

Moving this much gold was burdensome for Durandall. He gladly took out a prepared bill from his arms and handed it over.

"The place of use is the same as before. You can exchange it for gold at any time at the Royal Central Bank."

"Thank you."

I looked at the bill Henry received.

The amount was correct, and the name written above was the same as last time.

Ricos Parbuti.

It was a name that was not found in Ballaran.

Which country's name is this? Are you sure it's not Ballaran?

[I'm curious, too]

You'll tell me if I ask? I think I want to look good in front of the driver.]

Henry was as curious as the viewers.

Rather than having a purpose, it's just a simple curiosity.

If I were alone, I wouldn't have asked.’

If the viewers are curious about something, the story is different.

Henry started his luck carefully.

"I don't know if this is a rude question.….”

"The best value sought by merchants is beyond the benefits. And in the last 50 years, no one has benefited as easily as you."

"Where are you from?"

"It's a town with a beautiful silver sea. I was a native of the Kingdom of Oslo. One step ahead, I'm afraid I can't even tell you why.”

Kingdom of Oslo. If the silver sea was a beautiful village, it could be guessed that it was a certain area among them.

I don't know why the bad relationship took root in Ballaran, but the question was solved anyway.

"Thank you."

"Now it's your turn to talk."

"What?"

"Wasn't it a deal?”

"Oh, go ahead. I'll answer if that's possible."

"I have a lot of questions, but they are difficult to ask. And I didn't mean to ask you anything. I just want to let you know what kind of merchandise I sell as a merchant."

"Did you say kind?"

What does this mean?

Henry tilted, Durandall said with a significant smile.

"There are other items and information in the products you handle."

goods other than goods and information

Reflectively, Henry frowned.

Because Durandal recognized what Durandal said.

"If you're talking about slaves...….”

"No way. There is a line you must never cross in order to live as a merchant of Ballaran. This is a black market, but it's not just one or two external contacts, is it?"

Durandal was right.

Ballaran's black market was a relatively 'normal' system, with virtually everyone's connivance.

"I was imprudent. I'm sorry."

"Don't open your teeth. Anyway, what I was going to say was whether we needed talent. That's all I could think of that kind of thing that would require a million gold.”

That's all, Durandal smiled warmly.

"Isn't it essential to have a competent person in the land? There are those who are not truly worthy of you, but there are those who are fit to be helped temporarily.”

"……Did you know?"

"I only guessed."

Henry stared at Durandal. Even if it was not a knight or a wizard, the human body contained at least a mana, and Durandal's mana did not falter.

"You're not lying."

Henry told the viewers.

In fact, it wasn't strange to think about it. If it's Duran months old, I can guess as much as I want.

Henry needed a fortune, had a castle named Camilton, and pressed Durandal as if he was in a hurry.

Even the fact that he recently graduated from the Academy with outstanding grades is not something you can find out without having to do a background check.

[If you can believe it, it's awesome] We can't afford it with just the number of people, can we?]

[He hasn't even gotten a fudge yet]

Aren't you sure you're going to give it to me anyway?]

[But why are you talking about that all of a sudden?] Why are you suddenly helping me?]

I checked the comments coming up in real time, and Henry thought about it in his own way.

It is certainly a profitable proposition.

We've prepared enough money, and if we have enough manpower, Camilton will definitely be in place.

"Did you say you'd like to temporarily lend your support?"

"To be more precise, I will say until your land is settled."

"Until we get settled…"….”

"I am confident that the field and ransom of talent are all reasonable."

This was true, too. If Durandal set the price, it would be a reasonable price.

The problem was the reason.

"You look like you'really uncomfortable. I only mentioned it because I wanted to maintain a relationship with you. If my people are by your side, a little more......can't you be a close relationship?"

"I see what you mean."

"If you don't want to, you don't have to accept it. Or maybe it's better to decide after thinking hard enough. I intend to respect your will to the fullest extent."

Durandal did not mix a single lie.

from beginning to end

It's just full of doctors wanting to narrow the distance between Henry and me down with Henry.

"Thank you for the offer. I'll get back to you."

"I'll be happy to wait."

Durandal nodded willingly. I asked Henry for a handshake, and Henry accepted it.

And then he hesitates.

Henry said as if he had forgotten.

"Oh, can I get a bill in two? You forgot the fee.”

It was Durandal who had maintained his composure, but at this moment, he had to open his mouth wide.

"…Did you say commission? No way.

To Durandal with a ridiculous look on his face, Henry nodded calmly.

"It's a personal contract."

***

Zest was biting his nails.

I had a lot on my mind.

The feeling of facing Henry, who said he had invested out of the blue, followed by his actions, and the emotions of the moment Durandal came.

'I made a mistake. It's a big mistake. 110,000 gold! To the man who made that kind of money...… No, I didn't even make a living. It's practically like you're holding her in your arms!’

When I first met Henry, Zest honestly felt like he had stepped on the poo.

I'm not allowed to steal.

But now?

It was receiving an unacceptable favor.

To be honest, all Zest did in the deal was investigate other cancer merchants' funds and set up an environment for a more "comfortable" deal.

110,000 gold just because you kicked out the spectators? There's no reason to do that unless you're crazy. To such a lunatic...… No, what have I done to such a customer?’

Zest still remembered.

Henry's "contract" also contained the terms of the contract's destruction, which was virtually at his disposal.

As long as you'really.

It meant that it would be possible not to pay by breaking the contract immediately.

Do I have to get on my knees now? No, it can't be that bad. Maybe…….'

Zest, who had been thinking, shuddered.

Henry was seen leaving Durandall's exchange.

At that time, Rommel, who didn't know what Zest was thinking, smiled brightly and talked to him.

"Brother, you look like you've got a real dividend."

"Oh, yeah, I guess so.”

"So we're really getting that money?”

"Well, I guess so.”

"Brother?"

Rommel tilted his head. It was Zest, always full of confidence in himself.

Didn't I ask you again and again not to make any mistakes until today?

But now he's no different than a little boy who's afraid of being scolded by his parents.

"They'll give it to me. They'll give it to me.”

"…Are you all right?"

"It's okay. What are you doing? Hurry up and get her. Don't let the troubles stick."

"Yep."

After sending Rommel, Zest looked at Henry with serious eyes.

I was going to see the reaction.

Even if he didn't make a mistake, he would have run out himself, but now he's guilty.

But fortunately.

Henry even smiled at Zest as if he were happy to see him.

"Go, sir! Did the deal end satisfactorily?"

"Thanks to you."

"That means, he, the dividend...…?”

"I got it. It's what I promised."

Fluttering.

Henry stuck out a piece of paper. Zest was also a familiar form. It was Durandal's bill, and on it was clearly 114,400 gold.

"Oh, my God!"

Zest made a breathless sound.

It's so easy to hand over such a large sum of money.

Holding politely with both hands to drop, Zest looked at Henry Camilton.

"Go, sir…….”

Should I say I'm ecstatic? Or should I at least show my tears? When Zest had dozens of thoughts.

"Zest, and everyone else."

Henry came up with a suggestion out of the blue first.

"Don't you need a stable job?"

BJ Swordmaster

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