The Other Side of the Last Boss

The commotion in the capital of the Kingdom of Briton, Rhodan, continues today.

I was on the roof of a building with Adrigori, the leader of the First Corps of the Evil Gods Army.

Bank of Britons. Commonly known as Bamburi.

One of Britton's leading banks.

I think this name would have to be first place, but was it fourth or fifth?

"Are you sure you want to stay here?

Adrigori confirms.

"I don't care where the leading banks are. I like your name."

I look down.

A large number of people surrounded the Bank of Britons head office.

The bank building is magically fortified and would be difficult for ordinary people to destroy or otherwise.

Needless to say, the entrance door is rigidly closed.

A large bank on four floors.

I break the window in the head room and go inside.

It's on the fourth floor, but with the magic of flight, there's no construction.

"Hey, what are you!

Surprised, it's Ben Springfield at the head who raises his anger voice.

He is a middle-aged, round, fat man.

I take one shot at the guards who rushed with that voice.

"Hiya, good."

When the guards are defeated, Ben wears a buttcake.

"Oh, you want to put down your deposit!? You don't have a choice. It's not special."

"That's not what I'm here for."

"So what is it? No way. Bank robbery."

"What I want is that chair."

Ben keeps saying things that are off target.

I turn to the chair at the head.

"You want me to give you the seat of the head?"

"Right."

Now you want this chair, when they actually gave you the chair, you almost accidentally punched me.

"This bank was made by my grandfather in support of King Richard I of the Founding Fathers of Britton. Do you give it to Ao Er-san?"

Ben shows trembling willingness to refuse.

Seems stubborner than I thought.

"Isn't that splendid bank windlit too? Look out."

"That commotion is the responsibility of the government. It's not our fault!

"The whole disturbance is the responsibility of the country, but those who come before us need to do something about it themselves. You must be a customer of this bank, right?

He's an annoying guest on the verge of a riot.

"This building cannot be destroyed by ordinary people. If you wait, the government will do something about it."

"If you wait, it'll be a riot"

"It is the government's role to suppress it. There's no harm done to this bank."

Ben poking around saying he's only other HR.

"I wonder… as you can see from this window, there are doors with enhanced magic that can be broken."

For me, it is meant to be half threatening.

But Dull Ben missed the point.

"What do you want to say..."

"I wonder what will happen to this bank if the door is broken. You can't break the safe."

"Naturally. While the vault itself is stiff, there is a robust protective magic on the wrong digits."

"Then think of a different way. Like torturing someone who knows the PIN."

I look at Ben.

"Oh, oh…………………………."

You imagined the situation, Ben blues.

"I'm already packed. So let's buy that chair. How much?"

"I can't believe you let go of this bank on my behalf..."

Blocking Ben's nasty old words, I gently lift his round, fat body.

And get it out of the broken window.

Of course I won't fall because I'm grabbing it.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?"

"You don't seem to see reality yet. Look down there.

"Stop! Don't let go of my hand."

Ben rambles with jitter.

If I don't have enough power, it would be more dangerous to break out, but I can't seem to make that decision anymore.

"Don't worry. When I put it down, I'll do gravity-controlled magic and slow it down."

"The results are the same. Then the crowd will kill you."

"What, you know what I mean. Reality."

"I understand. I'll sell it, I'll sell it, please put it back."

I finally get Ben back to his room.

"How much do you want?

"Ten million."

"You're greedy."

"Please pay in Scottyard currency. I can no longer trust the currency of this country."

The value of money is guaranteed by governments, central banks, etc.

As for the previous life story, they can make 10,000 yen bills for about 20 yen.

In other words, the Bank of Japan, the central bank, can generate unlimited amounts of money if it wants to.

But of course I wouldn't do that.

The objective of the Bank of Japan is price stability.

In other words, it keeps the value of the money from suddenly rising and falling.

Everyone trusts the government.

That's why we've all decided that 10,000 yen is worth 10,000 yen for the 10,000 yen bill that can be made for 20 yen.

So how about the Kingdom of Britons?

Already losing credibility.

If Britton's currency had been banknotes like Japan's, it could have been a lot more noisy.

But the currency of this country, where the capitalist economy is not as developed as it was in previous life, is metal.

Gold coins contain gold, and that alone is worth a certain amount.

But it's not like a gold coin that's considered a thousand pounds is actually worth a thousand pounds.

The price of gold goes up and down, and the content is made with less.

If we no longer have any credit to the Britons pounds, the gold coins will only be worth the gold they contain.

That would only amount to a few percent of a thousand pounds.

So Ben is asking me to give it to him in a credible Scottish yard currency that will undoubtedly guarantee the value of £1,000.

That is, the same as even the head of the big bank admitted that the Britons pound was suspicious.

"Adrigori."

I speak to Adrigori, who was waiting for me in the corner of the room, upright and immovable.

Adrigori had brought some large leather bags.

Place one of them in front of Ben unwrought.

It contained a large quantity of Scottyard gold coins and white gold coins.

"Ten million Scottyard pounds, as requested."

"Stupid! Why do you have so much Scottyard money?"

Ben opens the bag and is surprised as if he saw something incredible.

Scottyard's currency has been difficult to obtain since the other day's circular.

Naturally. Looking at the status quo, there's no way people like that want to convert Scottyard currency to Britton currency.

Maybe it was meant to be harassment that demanded the Scottyard pound.

Maybe he was going to fish out the demands... if he didn't have them.

"We have a deal."

Ben was getting grumpy when he realized he had defeated me.

"Marry me. I was a little lost in the streets all of a sudden……………………"

"I didn't say anyone would fire me. If you want me to, I'll have a deputy head start."

"What! Is that okay?

To Ben, who shouts his wild voice, I flirt with Eagle Deep.

"Come on, let's just get the clerk to tell us about the top shift"

"Yes. But what are we going to do?

"I'll tell you that in front of everyone."

You were concerned about the disturbance, there was a crowd in the hallway in front of the head office.

"And are you okay with the head start?

One of the clerks speaks to Ben.

"Oh. I have something important to tell you all. Just now, the head start has changed. This is the next head start."

Ben points to me.

"Who is it?" "To a boy like that. Why?" "What happened?

Everyone is surprised and puts their doubts to rest.

"It's Ashtar that I took the lead on. There will be a lot of questions, but let me explain that to you later. Now I want you all to get ready."

"What are you ready for?

One of the clerks asks me, and I answer with a nigga.

"It will be decided. I'm ready to do banking. Because we're bankers."