I Killed the Academy Player

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One platinum coin. That is, one hundred gold coins.

There are so many things you can do with this.

First of all, it is money that can buy an entire floor of a luxurious building in the downtown area, and it is money that can buy a top-class horse from the south, even if it cannot buy a wyvern.

Even among Guardians who are known for making good money, it is rare to earn platinum coins.

Yes, only a very small number of Guardian Academy members are ‘qualified’ to receive that level of work.

If it’s level 1, it’s on its own. If it’s level 2, it’s a party. If you are level 3, you are not even eligible to participate at all, and only in high difficulty subjugation battles of level 1 or higher can you get platinum.

That.

Just one day.

No, actually half a day.

I won’t fill you up until midnight, so let’s have dinner.

Burning a platinum coin in that split second?

Isabelle… no, everyone present turned their gaze to the person who excitedly declared.

How on earth are you so interested in Corin Locke that you burn a platinum coin in less than half a day?

Who else in this academy can make money like this other than Marie Dunareff?

The crazy person who burned platinum coins… no, the person with suspiciously large amounts of money was a middle-aged man who exceeded everyone’s expectations.

“Who on earth—Uncle Mard?!”

“Oh, it’s been a while. Isabelle.”

Mard Dunareff. Marie’s biological father.

If Marie is the princess, then he is the emperor of the empire. Commonly known as the Potato Emperor.

Duke Dunaref, the actual owner of the southern part of the empire and said to have the greatest financial power on the continent, was at the auction.

-Duke Mard? Why is that guy here?

-Why on earth is such a big guy…?

“Uh, why…”

“hehehe, Isabelle, you don’t think I know your trick. It’s probably something that our Marie asked for. To go on a date with that swallow!”

“uh······.”

The duke was coughing up blood even as he barely managed to say the words, as if his teeth were trembling.

“Corin Locke… Unless you get sand in my eyes, there’s no way Marie will be next to you today! Because she’s going on a date with this dad all day today! Wahahahahaha…!!”

-oh······.

-oh my god······.

-Wow, that’s the main strategy.

-You’re a little awake.

Yes. Duke Mard, he came here only to prevent Marie from winning the bid for Corrin.

To monopolize time with my daughter. In order to get rid of her boyfriend, she made a choice that was essentially a strategy of winning the bid on her own!

“Hey, father?”

“Don’t call me father!”

The Duke of Mard is disgusted by Corin who raises his hand in bewilderment. Anyway, Corinne said something with all her heart.

“It’s a little… ugly.”

“History…is written in the hands of the victors!”

It seems that she is crazy with jealousy towards her daughter’s boyfriend. Isabel completely agreed with Corinne’s words and carefully raised the price.

“Chapter 110…”

“hahahaha, Isabelle. Even though my daughter has a lot of money, how can I do it? 1,000 pieces!”

“mister···.”

I raised my hand in a fashionable manner, but in the eyes of others, there was no such thing as a good policy.

‘I’m no match for money games…’

No matter how long Marie flies, she is ultimately only the heir to the empire. A money contest with the emperor who rules a real empire? It is absurd.

“hehehe, it looks like there are no more bidders. Then I——”

“Honey. What are you doing here?”

“Hmph!”

Another person, completely unexpected, burst in.

Ellencia Dunareff. Empress of the Empire. This is Duchess Dunareff.

“Woah, honey… weren’t you going to see Marie’s fair with the kids?”

“I heard that Corin was appearing at the auction, so I came to have a look. I didn’t expect you to be there.”

Duke Mard stiffened as if he had met the Grim Reaper. Yes. What good is he being the emperor of an empire?

“Are you really trying to ruin our date?

“Oh, my dear…!”

In the end, he is just another husband.

“I really can’t survive! The kids are waiting for me, so come follow me!”

“Hoooooooo…!”

Duke Mard was dragged like an animal to the slaughterhouse by Elencia, who grabbed his ears and pulled him.

Although he was a renowned wizard and the emperor of the Potato Empire, he could not win against his wife, who was a high-ranking knight.

“Son-in-law Corin~ Let’s all have a family meal together soon~”

“Please, take a look, mother.”

“Who’s your mother? Huh? Who’s your mother? Khuuhuhuh…!”

The auction hall where Duke Dunareff disappeared after being dragged by the Duchess. Isabelle carefully raised her hand.

“······One thousand gold coins.”

I ended up paying a lot more than I expected, but this amount is enough to cover it.

Of course, everyone except the Duke of Mard was so appalled by the four-digit gold coins that they couldn’t raise their hands.

Corinne was just about to wait for the winning bid, sighing in relief.

“Two thousand gold coins~”

-what?

-this···?

-Two thousand?!

People flinched at the appearance of another dark horse. Isabelle stiffened when she saw the bidder’s face.

“Corin’s little brother~”

A third year student who returned to school. Estelle, a saint of the church who was supposed to be in the sacred place now, was smiling and waving her hand.

“Why are you out there again?!”

If you want to eat together, you can come and eat anytime, right? Why bother spending money…

“Two, two thousand sheets…”

“Three thousand tickets! I just finished the match.”

-If it’s a match, a tournament? The quarterfinals start 30 minutes ago, right?

-Are you just defeating your opponent in the quarterfinals?

While the people at the auction hall were shocked, Isabelle felt sick to her stomach.

If you call for an additional gold coin, the opponent raises the number to a thousand.

A thousand gold coins is a huge increase. It is the standard by which the unit changes. Even one gold coin is the monthly living expenses for a family of four, so how about a thousand coins?

These days, a rumor has been spreading that the saint is crazy. Was that true?

“Junior Isabelle~ I know who asked you to come here, but are you okay? That’s not your money~”

Saint Estelle. The lovely pink beauty is the type of person who always gets what she wants.

“Umm…”

Isabelle wept in front of the leader of the largest religious force on the continent.

Of course, in terms of financial power, it is not directly comparable to Dunareff.

Her position was that she was a saint and a religious leader of a religious order, not a business operator who received profits.

Of course, as long as she was a ‘saint’.

Estelle Hadassa ‘El Ras’ was the only heir to the throne in this country, and had recently confiscated the property of the apostate Pope and cardinals.

If she were a faithful saint, she would have willingly donated these assets to the church, but she is not what she is now.

An unbeliever who had the ambition to abandon false gods, find a new faith, and become the goddess of the earth herself, gulped down a slush fund that even the princess of an empire could not underestimate.

Of course, there was no way Isabelle knew this, but she didn’t have the guts to make a big splash in this bloody battle.

‘Marie said it doesn’t matter how much it costs…’

As Isabelle knows, Marie’s monthly allowance is tens of thousands of gold. This is also money received from Duke Mard as a maintenance fee.

Produce from her own mines, fields, or estates is separate.

Marie is a super rich person who can spend around 100,000 gold if she decides to spend money, thinking, ‘Ah, I need to save some money starting next month.’

No matter how saintly she was, she couldn’t keep up with this amount of money, but Isabelle, who had to spend it, was different.

“eww···.”

Her economic sense is completely normal. He is a perfectly normal person who trembles even when he moves even a hundred units of gold, let alone a thousand.

Of course, if it were Estelle or Marie, they would be willing to do so in the interest of keeping their competitors in check.

-There are no more bids, right? Well, then I guess that’s it.

As the unimaginable amount of money was exchanged, the host, a fourth-year student from Rondon, had a trembling voice.

That’s right. 3,000 gold coins… 30 platinum coins is the amount of money that even a decent guardian can earn over a lifetime.

Burning that kind of money on just one meal? It means that rich people of that scale actually existed.

“Okay! Now, for today, my little brother belongs to me~”

Estelle climbed up to the venue with such light steps that one could not imagine burning three thousand gold coins.

Then, he bucked Corin’s waist and declared proudly.

“Because she’s mine, okay?”

Everyone was speechless at that proud possessiveness.

······

···

Immediately after the auction ended, Marie came to Isabelle with high expectations.

“Isabel~ Did the auction go well? Where is Corrin now?”

“Uh… Marie, that’s it.”

Marie smiles and searches for someone who is not here. There was not the slightest doubt in her golden mind about what if.

“Isabelle?”

“Well, that is…”

Isabelle explained the whole story. Duke Mard broke in, and Estelle ultimately won the bid for 3,000 gold coins.

“Huh, why? I-I gave you a blank check…”

“No matter how much you think about it, it’s a bit too much to spend gold coins on a single meal… No, if you want to eat with Corin in the first place, you can eat anytime you want.”

“Well, that’s not important! No! Of course it is important!”

That wasn’t the important thing. The important thing is to win. This means not depriving anyone of the opportunity given to them.

“I could have spent about a million gold!”

“What?! You crazy thing, come to your senses!!”

Isabelle began to fear that Marie was really rich enough to spend that money.

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A luxury hotel suite in the city. Room service, booked with the expectation of victory from the beginning, is gradually piling up.

With sumptuous steaks and centuries-old wine placed on the table, the table, which should have been more romantic than ever, became heavy with silence.

“······.”

“······.”

The reason is no different. This is because Corin had been silently staring at Estelle for a while.

It wasn’t the usual gentle gaze at all.

“Um, er… younger brother?”

“Don’t call me little brother.”

“Hi…”

“Stop clicking your tongue.”

“Uhm… are you angry?”

Estelle cowered in despair at Corin’s anger-filled mood.

Let’s say the max level of anger is 10, it’s about 6. It is unclear whether it is serious or not, but the big thing is that it has never been shown like this before.

“I really want to punch you, but I’m holding back because I’m afraid it will hurt my body.”

“Why…”

“No, you’re asking because you don’t know that?”

“I really don’t know…”

Estelle looked like she didn’t know what was going on. That raised Corin’s anger level by one level.

“Is three thousand gold coins a joke? I had no idea that you and the saintess would do something like this.”

“Well, it’s not a lot of money…”

“It’s a lot of money, and it’s not something you just throw away at a place like this.”

“Then… then let Corin win the bid from junior Isabelle? It would have been better if it had been Duke Mard.”

“No, that’s not important——”

“That’s important to me.”

Estelle is staring straight at Corinne. As of now, she is quite serious.

“Three thousand gold coins? Just think of it as a donation. A lot of money? Yes, it’s not a small amount of money. But I spent it on something worthwhile and I’m very satisfied.”

Estelle smiled brightly without the slightest regret. That attitude made Corin uncomfortable.

“There is a limit. I didn’t want you to buy ribbons with money.”

Corin’s goal is to obtain the golden ribbon by recording the highest price. I expected to win the bid myself through Ren, and expected 20 to 30 gold at most.

And the ribbons he won were things to give as gifts to grateful people who like him.

I couldn’t allow it to become a form of saving ribbons on my own like this.

Estelle’s expression hardened after hearing Corin’s words, whether she knew it or not.

“You buy ribbons with money?”

“······The results were similar.”

Estelle grabbed one of Corrin’s arms. And then I willingly let it touch my cheek. So that your big palm can touch my face.

“Well, you could see it that way. But in that situation, junior Marie and I would have acted the same way.”

“······.”

“What we were trying to do was not buy ribbons, but to prevent you from selling them.”

Estelle’s gaze became non-playful. Even I admit that it is an ugly attempt. But I never have any regrets or shame.

“I know why you want to participate in the auction. My younger brother is participating in several competitions at the same time. I also blame myself for putting a burden on him.”

“But I’m glad you tried. I’m glad you’re serious, and I love your sense of responsibility. I know. You’re not someone that money can buy. Money’s not the way to have you. But…”

A fire is burning in Estelle’s eyes. Envy and jealousy, the desire to monopolize and possess… a mad obsession with one being.

“It’s unacceptable. It’s very, very… unpleasant for you to become someone else’s official property, even just for a moment.”

“It gives too much meaning.”

“Isn’t it case by case?”

Estelle withdrew her burning gaze and smiled.

“At least it means a lot to me.”

How come he likes me so much? Corinne was puzzled by Estelle’s crazy obsession.

Even before her regression, the interest she showed was close to normal. But now…

Is it really a big deal that I abandoned my faith? The saint who prayed for salvation and mercy while speaking to the Lord seems to have transferred that faith to me.

“Haa… Please be careful next time. Unlike you, I have bird breasts.”

“hehehe, I’ll be careful! That’s right, the food will get cold. Would you like my sister to cut the steak for me?”

“That’s Okay.”

Estelle poured wine with a smile on her face.

Still, the moment I reached for the wine glass, thinking, “It’s been a while since I’ve had a drink.”

-Sigh

Something that slides from the ankle to the shin.

It’s blocked by the fabric of my pants, but I realize there’s only one thing under the table that can reach me.

“You know, little brother.”

Estelle rested her chin and smiled seductively.

“Should I play a bad game with my sister?”

That smile was extremely alluring.