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The kingdom of Fallleon, home to the Gildrea Adventurers School, is a large country developed by its vast national territory and stable climate.

The Duchy of Ragud, west of it, was also a powerful nation with abundant mineral resources.

The two countries had skirmishes over the border hundreds of years ago, but have maintained quite good relations since then.

The movement between things and people is lively.

Since there are no educational institutions in the Principality of Ragud that train adventurers, some come all the way to the Kingdom of Farleon to study.

The Royal Gildrea Adventurers School, chaired by the Great Sage, is a policy of not taking tuition from students, but that also applies to students coming from outside the country.

Many of the graduates will be returning to their country to become adventurers, so the kingdom of Farleon will be losing money.

But most of the graduates of the Gildrea Adventurers School say they feel like a second home to the kingdom of Fallleon, even when they return to their country.

Therefore, the more Gildrea Adventurers School accepts international students, the more allies it will have in its neighboring countries.

And graduates are inevitably brilliant adventurers.

Whenever they are active in each country, the hearts and minds of the people of the world are better held to the kingdom of Farleon.

Given that, it can be considered a cheap investment for the Kingdom of Fallleon, such as the cost of running the school.

The streets of the kingdom of Farleon are constantly maintained and secure, so merchants come together.

Big city inns flourished, even on days when there were no events in particular.

And a middle-aged gentleman with a rich beard was staying at the Grand Hotel Redion, considered the most luxurious inn in the Wang capital Redion.

He is wearing elegant clothes as if he were a nobleman, but he is a civilian.

But there are many opportunities to trade with aristocrats.

That's why they're spending money trying to get closer to nobility, even if it just looks like it.

Most of all, no matter how much money you spend to decorate it, the roughness shows up on the outside.

You look and feel like a better militant than a ball.

His name is Bertrand Amarst.

Owner of the most prestigious winery in the Principality of Ragud.

Three chimps stood in their sorry faces in the suite where that Bertrand was staying.

I was pressing the orphanage to pay my debts, those three.

Bertrand sits on the couch, spraying a cigar, staring at the chimps.

"Are you nuts?

Bertrand throws a quiet, but dosty curse at the three chimps.

The reason for this is because they have recovered their debt (,,,,,,).

"No, but Bertrand's husband. There were three students from Adventurer's School in the church, and they even took care of the Beast Man. I can't get my hands on that."

"In the first place, you threatened me with the premise that you'd never get the money, but you got the money, so you're gonna have to bring it back."

"Brother, no..."

The chimps overlap their pathetic excuses.

Bertrand, having heard that, reached the boiling point at once.

"So often you can keep your outlaw in mind!? In my country, you can't even lose your back like a bunch of bastards!

Beat the table in front of you.

It was made of fine marble, but Bertrand's fist was broken in two.

Besides, there was a leather bag full of gold coins that the chimps had collected where they had beaten him.

Even though it was cushioned, the table was no longer a table, but merely a piece of marble.

Leather bags have holes, gnarly and curved gold coins scattered all over the floor.

Seeing the sight, the three chimps screamed briefly "hiccup" and shrugged themselves.

Bertrand is a winemaker, but at the same time he was good at fighting in a liquor store.

I've beaten an active adventurer opponent before.

Most importantly, since he became famous for winemaking, he has refrained from fighting.

Because notoriety spreads and it's hard to do business.

Bertrand still lives in a legal world.

But now, this is how I use the chimps of the Farleon kingdom.

It's still critical legal, but in any case, he flirted to use illegal means - that is, violence - to collect claims and threaten to leave the church if he can't repay them now.

Grey close to unlimited black.

That's it. But Bertrand wanted to kick the church guys out.

Because the wine that we make in that church has a terrible reputation in the Duchy of Ragud.

That said, the number of copies coming into the Principality of Ragud is low, so it is generally unknown.

It's just spoken of among some wine enthusiasts in the extreme.

But some wine enthusiasts at that pole are people who really know what wine tastes like.

That they even said that church wine was' top of the list of wines I've ever drank '.

Last year, he affirmed, 'At least it's the best in wine this year'.

Until last year, Bertrand's wines were regular in their best wine status of the year.

That's what popped out of church wine last year and suddenly jumped to the top.

I don't care.

Out of the way of business.

In first and second place, the value is completely different.

If you said that you fell to second place because this had dropped the taste of Bertrand's wine, you didn't remember the hate so far.

But Bertrand has not compromised winemaking.

But I lost.

I tasted it with my own tongue and realized it.

Church wines are better than Bertrand wines.

That's why I'm angry.

I don't know how I can win.

Bertrand therefore decided not to win, but to eliminate.

But the method of forcing a foreclosure into a weapon was apparently sweet.

If this happens, we need to appeal to direct means.

Whatever the method, have it disappear into church wine.

That's right.

Nothing. There's no need for humans to leave the church.

They also run orphanages, and it's pathetic to kick them out.

At last, Bertrand's purpose would be achieved if even wine could no longer be made.

Most importantly, if we lose our income stream of wine, we won't be able to afford an orphanage.

Having thought that far, Bertrand laughed niggardly and ordered the chimps to have a new plan.