Tou no Madoushi

80 hierarchies in Alfld.

It is a downtown area where the residences of those who are not even first-class, but rather wealthy, are built, and where major chambers of commerce also have offices.

Yelling was raised in the office in the corner of the building, which houses a large number of major chambers of commerce on the high floor among its 80 levels.

"Why are taxes so low?"

Lorea slammed her desk with Dan and was sprinkling at the men under her.

How frustrating she is, she points her pointed lips further and wrinkles between her eyebrows.

If you look at that face and expression, even the first person to see her would readily perceive her as a nervous person.

She is the Teng herself who proposed to the Magic Instructors Association a levy between the elevators connecting Renlil and Alfrid.

This business was one that was come up with in anticipation of the fact that Alfrid had many affluent patterned children and Renlil had many poor ones.

It used to be mixed in each hierarchy with no more separation between the rich and the poor, but over the years it became biased towards the wind that it was only the aristocrats and the wealthy who lived in Alfrid, and all the civilians and the poor in Renlil.

(Nobles have a dull sense of money, and civilians and slaves are obedient to the rules)

Thus, as she thought, even after imposing the levy, the aristocrats bought the merchandise of profitability with a dull sense of money, and the civilians acted obediently to the rules.

The nobles began to live solidified in Alfredo, and the civilians sweetened their forced increase in income to live in Alfredo.

Residents per hierarchy were to be divided by wealth and income over talent, but it was convenient from associations that wanted to enroll the aristocratic class in the college as much as possible.

The Chamber of Commerce run by Llorea has come to be tasked by the Magic Instructors Association with collecting taxes on cargo.

Lorea represents the taxation operations of the cargo to the association as a taxation contractor.

The association shall be paid half the amount of the levy.

The deal with the association was concluded with this content.

This was how Lorea succeeded in earning steady revenue without labor, but recently this source of income was being threatened.

The amount of goods transported from Renlil to Alfrid is visibly decreasing.

"Why are we losing so much freight? Alfrid's population is growing year after year. That's crazy."

"Apparently, there are college students who sell their products for a good price."

said one of Lorea's men.

"Graduate? Who is it?"

"A student named Theo Garfield seems to be the mastermind."

"Theo......"

"We seem to be transporting goods on our unknown distribution route. They think they're using elevators because of their circulation..."

"Damn. I thought we completely suppressed the distribution of Renlil and Alfrid. I can't believe we still had room to lay the elevator..."

"What shall we do? Now the report to the top…"

Lorea's chamber of commerce exclusively undertook the business behind the guild, Anxiety Sellers (Anche Marcier), but had to pay a certain amount of money in advance each month.

"Anyway, if you crush that Theo, you can do something about it. Then find out what Theo is all about. Talk to you later."

Lorea tries to quell her frustration by lighting a cigarette.

"We've already looked into the qualities of Theo Garfield"

A sloppy man moves forward and reports. He was a quick and caring man to work for that big body. Some of Lorea's men admire her as a compiler.

"He seems to be from a civilian class, poor merchant. I was a student in my first year of college. We have recently moved our residence from Renlil to 28th Street, 67th Floor, Alfrid..."

"This toma!

Lorea suddenly exploded her eclampsia and threw an ashtray at the man under her.

"How many chintaras do you know that much? Go ahead and kill that Theo. You're not even a nobleman."

The man under his command glanced at him for a moment in pain, but soon regained his poker face.

This doesn't seem to upset my mind at all. I can't do my job here. It is also in his salary that he can associate himself with Lorea's eclampsia. I just thought in the corner of my heart that I would have to go to the next office later to apologize for the noise my husband made.

"Please calm down. Theo is a graduate student, albeit of the civilian class. It enjoys certain protection by the Association of Magic Instructors. If we kill them in the middle of nowhere, the association will search for the killer and we will be prosecuted."

"Ahem? Then I'll keep my mouth shut and overlook it."

"Why don't you call Theo here first. If we could just get our hands on it in a discussion there, we'd never go over it."

"Then just call Theo here. Now go. Go away."

When Lorea makes the breakout, her men rush out of the office.

"I can't use this guy all the time because he's a troll. Ahhh. Why isn't this working?

Lorea lights her second cigarette as she slaps her desk with a ton of fingers in frustration.

Her finances were being pressured.

It was this business model that seemed to go well at first, but there were successive instances where businesses who went bankrupt and fled at night to too harsh a levy would take away taxes that were successively overdue.

Even the surviving Chamber of Commerce had delayed her contribution by arranging excuses for something. They seemed to expect her neck to stop spinning and go out of business.

As it is, I will pay for Ansier Marcier.

They assisted Lorea in her work by fraud, extortion, and murder, but if they were unable to pay, now the blackmail spearhead would be directed at Lorea.

Besides, I still have a loan for the 80-story mansion I bought the other day, and the Demon Instructors Association was urging me to pay it.

(Everything is frustrating. It's not easy to exploit it. Those wretched Zero Chamber of Commerce guys. He said he was broke because of this amount of taxes. The guys at the Grand Chamber also used scattered stools to keep me buying expensive products while doing this trick. You've been after me since the beginning. Besides, the price goes up... this is my fault... you don't think it goes up to the amount of the loan. The tightening from the top gets tougher year after year, but the income doesn't quite go up. Besides, a newer elevator was laid now? Come on, man.

"Chickshaw!"

Lorea slapped her desk again.

(I thought if I turned to the side to exploit, I'd be comfortable, sleeping with my pillow high. The seeds of anxiety never go away. If you think you've crushed one, another one grows like a weed in a field. I don't do one thing in life that I want to do. Sometimes you have to carry it around.)

Next time, Episode 59: The Business of Two Starting Around