A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

72 – Sell Everything Except Your Wife and Children (4)

Father is money.

Correction.

My father makes a lot of money.

If my father gives me permission right now, I can try all kinds of business using him.

First of all, it’s the same with the photo of my father that I’m selling now, and the ‘badge’ story I talked about with Queen Carmen.

‘Besides that, all kinds of other businesses are possible.’

Until now, I have presented various business plans to my father.

-Dismissed.

And some of those business plans were rejected outright.

-Even if these b*stards give me hundreds of millions of dollars, fighting a sword with them is disrespectful to the swordsmanship I have developed so far.

One. A sparring match with a sword master.

‘Even if Dalianbi were to pay a year’s salary at once, people would come from all over the country.’

A person works hard for a year and burns all his earnings on sparring fees with one man?

The match against Crimson Gibraltar is worth it.

‘The kingdom can gain pride in having defeated the kingdom’s strongest knight.’

Nostrum is a country of knights.

While the empire was putting horses on racecourses and riding bikes and trains, the kingdom was honing Inmile’s jousting skills to the limit.

In a country like that, can you get a chance to defeat the kingdom’s strongest knight?

‘The salary of a low-level official is nothing to a knight.’

For some, it’s an annual salary, but for others, it may be just a month’s salary.

Alternatively, it can be said to be money that is willing to pay for a once-in-a-lifetime experience, so it will be a worthwhile consumption for those who pay.

‘We can also secure talented people with decent military capabilities.’

Challenging your father with a sword means that you are guaranteed a minimum level of skill, so it will definitely be of great help in securing a knight.

Of course, this has one big premise.

‘You can’t lose.’

If my father has 100 sparrers, he will not lose even once against those 100.

‘If we lose, all plans using Gibraltar will go wrong.’

My plan is based on the premise that my father is the strongest swordsman, and that even the crown prince is strong enough that he cannot be rashly plotted.

‘I know dozens of masters, but I don’t know any more. A monster might pop out.’

However, if my father suddenly loses to a sword master I don’t even know about, that’s worse than not doing anything.

‘So, if you choose the right people, this can be a good source of income.’

So, it’s okay as long as you only deal with ‘people you know’.

Lord Mente, or Marquis Claydol of the Empire.

I am willing to sell the challenge to those who cannot win now and those who cannot defeat my father in the future.

‘It would be quite useful if we could start a betting game predicting the outcome with this.’

Gambling without losing money is not very fun, but as a means of making money, there is no other business that is more efficient than this.

Of course, this may not be what the father wants.

-Why do I have to mix swords with such miscellaneous people?

Before it was a money issue.

-Is this Crimson Gibraltar?

The pride problem of a man who is said to be the strongest on the continent.

Even saying ‘Are you scared?’ Doesn’t work.

My father’s skills are too strong to say such things, and those who take up the challenge may not really think that they will win.

‘The gap in skill was tentatively revealed because 3,000 orcs were wiped out in one go. This is a bit disappointing.’

If you want to beat Crimson Gibraltar, you must be able to slaughter 3,000 orcs in at least 30 minutes.

‘Has throwing away performance actually become poisonous?’

Since not only the kingdom but also the empire has recognized such practical grandeur, the challenge may not sell well.

The same goes for the map duelbi.

So, the sparring business with my father was rejected on the spot as soon as I submitted my business plan.

-Then, what about the martial arts competition hosted in Gibraltar?

Two. Open an arena in the canyon.

-That might be a little fun.

This worked well for my father.

-It’s quite unpleasant to see so many bad guys coming in from outside, but if we focus on the goal of discovering talent, it’ll be quite okay.

Even in the royal capital, a martial arts competition is held every year.

Even though the prize money is small, I am grateful that such a competition exists, and commoner adventurers and mercenaries often participate.

-The size of the prize money and the quality of the players participating are proportional. If you put Sir Mente’s annual salary as a prize right now, the Dragon Knights of the Royal Capital will want to participate, right?

-Are you on your way to ask for understanding from Lord Mente?

-Father.

-It’s a joke.

A brief consolation to Sir Mente, who almost lost his contract salary as a prize.

-But I don’t want to just waste money.

-All we have to do is prepare a winner. For example, if Sir Robert wins, the money he gives him is both a prize and a performance bonus.

-If you don’t win, it will lead to a loss.

-It’s not like my father will compete…

-Then, the competition should be held when you are at least 17 years old.

-Ah. Let’s pretend this plan never happened.

You are trying to sell my father, your plan to sell me is not a good one.

-Or what about when Noir turns 17? He is too young.

From noble mtl dot come

-That’s good.

If he can’t sell his father his, he can just sell Noir.

The martial arts competition was temporarily put on hold until a suitable winner was found, but the business plan itself ended up in my father’s drawer.

1. Doing business with my father’s advice.

2. Attracting spectators to martial arts competitions and having a Gibraltarian win.

In addition, several business plans were presented.

‘This may seem like collecting the kingdom’s gold, but if the guests are from the empire, it means collecting thalers.’

Some people would say that dust is dust if you collect it.

‘As time passes, Thaler will accumulate in the Gibraltar warehouse.’

Money must be circulated.

However, if Gibraltar continues to collect thaler but does not release it to the market, this will be viewed as very uncomfortable by the empire, no matter how much it is.

‘Sports. Gambling. Drugs. Smuggling. And so on.’

And the moment when a large amount of this is absorbed in the shade rather than being revealed in the sun.

‘Just once, feel free to take pictures of the Thaler that has become insufficient.’

The longer we continue to produce as many Thaler as are buried in the Gibraltar Gorge, the more the empire will fall into a vicious cycle.

‘There is a lot of time.’

Originally.

When mold grows on food, the mold initially grows only in a very small area.

‘Time is on my side.’

However, if you do not notice it in time and time passes, the mold will grow and spread, causing the entire food to rot.

The thalers collected like that are-

‘I’m glad it’s paper.’

Later.

When the banks in the system go bankrupt one after another, it could be used for publicity purposes by distributing it in large quantities in the air.

‘The Thaler Burning Ceremony filled the Gibraltar Gorge.’

It will be put into firecrackers and used for fireworks exploding in the air.

If you ask why fireworks-

“I want to see fireworks!”

Because Astasia said.

* * *

“Festival!!”

Astasia wants a festival.

“Let’s have a festival!”

“What kind of festival are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Festival!”

It was unexpected because they were shouting about festivals endlessly, but I know.

“If you don’t hold a festival-“

“Are you going to fight until I open it?”

“A flock of birds?! I’ve never heard anything like that, not even my parents!!”

“Then I am the first.”

Astasia’s face turned red as if she was angry.

“Well, you’re treating me like a child!”

“You’re a child, right?”

“Then aren’t you a child?”

“I may be a child, but I know that festivals are not held for no reason. Please sit down.”

I calmly offered Astasia a seat on the sofa in front of me.

“Why do you suddenly want to hold a festival? And fireworks.”

“Uh, um… “

“Is it someone’s birthday?”

“Well, that’s…A secret!”

Astasia crosses her arms and turns her head.

It seems clear that it was to celebrate someone’s birthday, but you can’t say that carelessly.

“It’s a surprise gift. I understand.”

It’s not Astasia’s birthday.

If it’s my birthday-

‘What do you think?’

My birthday is still far away, but since I turned 20, I’ve received a birthday present from someone every year.

“The princess.”

“Well, if you suddenly say you’re the princess…!”

“If it were my birthday, what would the princess give me as a gift?”

“…When is your birthday?”

Astasia asked cautiously, wriggling her fingers.

“Oh, well, please don’t misunderstand! It’s not that I’m not interested in you or anything, it’s just that I’ve never heard of you before! I’m trying to find out right now, so don’t misunderstand!”

“Don’t misunderstand. Unfortunately, it has passed, and birthdays are a closely guarded secret in Gibraltar.”

“Eh…? Why?”

“Well, just because it’s your birthday doesn’t mean it’s a birthday present, because an assassin might come visit you?”

“Uh…”

Astasia’s expression hardened.

“Well, like that…?”

“Some of my ancestors in Gibraltar died after receiving poisoned wine as a birthday present.”

“…”

“Even if you can’t send an assassin, the possibility of assassinating someone using a gift from an unspecified number of people is not 0%.”

If there is even a 1% chance, the thing to attempt is an assassination against Gibraltar.

Especially those who think their tail won’t be stepped on.

“Rest assured, it was not the Empire that assassinated Gibraltar as a birthday present.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not just the Empire that hates Gibraltar. There are many enemies within the Kingdom as well.”

“…A nobleman from the kingdom tried to assassinate Gibraltar? Why?”

“Because I’m good.”

In the world.

Sometimes the reasons are absurd.

“There are people who want to destroy the country because of jealousy.”

“I don’t understand…I don’t understand. Why?”

“You don’t have to understand, and there’s no need to understand. Those people are outside the scope of common sense and normality.”

Killing the country’s hero out of jealousy.

“Because of such people, we can distinguish between normal and abnormal categories.”

It’s something that ordinary people can’t even imagine, but because they do it, they periodically become aware that humans have different tendencies.

“It’s been quite some time since you came to Gibraltar, but the reason there hasn’t been any special celebrations or parties during that time is because of that reason.”

“I didn’t know. I didn’t know it would be that bad.”

“But there’s nothing you can’t do.”

“…Yes?”

“It’s a request from the princess, how could I refuse it?”

Astasia, who had become very sullen, relaxed her shoulders again.

“Even more so if the princess is preparing a birthday not for anyone else, but for someone she considers a ‘friend.'”

“Eh, ehehe…”

Unfortunately, it’s not my birthday.

“For your information, my birthday is the last day of March.”

“…Master?”

“Yes.”

“They said I shouldn’t talk about Gibraltar’s birthday carelessly. Well, I…”

“Will the princess give me poisoned wine as a gift for her birthday?”

“No!!”

“Then, that’s enough.”

I raised a cup filled with somnus tea towards Astasia.

“And I will prepare something separately for the princess’s birthday, so don’t worry.”

“I never told you about my birthday.”

“April 5th.”

“…”

Today is November 7th.

“For Princess Naria’s birthday, I will prepare well.”

November 11th.

Four days later is Naria’s birthday

* * *

“For this reason, we will hold a light festival on November 11th.”

“Dismissed.”

As soon as my father heard, he rejected my offer.

“Father.”

“Are you doing this even though you know about the curse of Gibraltar?”

“Yes.”

When I make a suggestion, my father’s role is to review the risks of the suggestion and cut it out.

“In Gibraltar, incidents and accidents occurred every time there was a festival or banquet.”

“That didn’t happen when Ruby was born, right?”

“That was only the first time. And it’s not like there were any accidents.”

“It is an ordinary accident where drunk people break a glass and cause an assault.”

“I don’t understand.”

With a serious face, my father pushed the ‘festival plan’ back to me.

“It’s a fireworks display that even magicians are hired to do in the royal capital.”

“Isn’t it good?”

“It must be good. I haven’t seen it once since I saw it in the royal capital.”

The difference between a kingdom and an empire lies in ‘magic’.

“He of the Empire…”

“It’s a firecracker.”

“Yes. Compared to such crude objects, I know that setting off fireworks using lighting magic looks really nice.”

The kingdom may not be anything else, but magic boasts a 500-year history, so most things can be solved with magic.

‘So compared to the empire, there is no further development in terms of daily life.’

Magic belongs to vested interests.

Using magic to identify the criminal based on remnants left at the crime scene, using a wyvern flying in the sky, or splitting a castle wall in half by loading mana into a sword honed to the limit, it’s all thanks to the blessing of magic- mana. Br＞

“There is no way you would have just expressed this opinion… Is this what the royal granddaughter wanted?”

“Yes.”

“Uhm…”

The father tapped his fingers on the desk for a moment.

“…Then, we have no choice but to be as careful as possible about safety.”

He accepted my plan as if he really had no choice.

“Thank you so much, father.”

“Somehow, I feel like it feels more sincere than usual.”

“There are many reasons, but shouldn’t we spend the money Queen Carmen sent us in a place like this so we can receive more money later?”

It was fortunate that Astasia provided a good cause.

“My father’s share of 5 million gold belongs to him, but my share of 5 million gold is not entirely mine.”

“…Are you saying it was a gift for Princess Naria?”

“Actually, you’re testing me, father.”

I proudly spread out my chest.

“Do you really think I would want to hold a festival for no reason just because Princess Astacia wants to see fireworks? It’s for Princess Naria’s birthday.”

“…”

“If you need a reason for a festival, the best one would be ‘proud of your family.'”

I pointed out the window to the training ground.

“Noir created an auror. Wouldn’t that be enough for a banquet for ten people?”

“That’s definitely true.”

My father looked at Noir running through the training ground with a sour face.

“Your brother, although he can detect mana, he cannot become an auror.”

“Father.”

I turned to my father and clenched his fist.

“You can do it.”

“…”

“And isn’t that what our proud ancestor, the Cadian Count of Gibraltar, said?”

“Yes. The hero of Gibraltar who became an auror at the age of 10.”

As my father said those words, he looked at me secretly.

“You…”

“The family’s glory belongs to Noir.”

“Yes. If that’s what you mean, we should bring in the best wizard in the kingdom. Someone who knows how to use Explosion magic in a flashy and safe way. And the problem with the Aurors…”

My father slowly got up.

“If it doesn’t work, we have to make it happen.”

Looking at the training ground.