I watched over the president of the association and assassins of the detained sametilene.
Neither of us will talk, on the contrary, they will not try to see me properly.
After a while, Alice brought Clint back.
"Well, this is..."
I arrived, Clint, and my eyes lit up when I saw the two of them in custody.
Because it was the eye of a carnivore who found his prey, just a little freaked out.
It's not a prey, but it's a sharp eye that's so frightening this way.
Then smile, a very good smile.
"Don't get me wrong, this is-"
"Of course, I don't have to make a mistake. There's no one here, and there's no room for mistakes."
It's some kind of white clint.
My eyes are looking straight at them, but I'm lying, "There's nobody here".
"Nobody's here, and nothing's happening. Right, Mr. Satou."
"Yeah? Oh... right"
I don't know what Clint wants to do, but I thought we should talk about it intuitively.
"So I'll be talking to myself from now on."
And, having prefaced, Clint talked straight, with no laughing eyes.
"Indor, I'm going to ask you to hit me with a billion dollars. Difficult negotiation, but what, I believe it will happen."
Wow, wow.
Blackmail. I've never witnessed a blackmail scene before.
Samethylene has poked 10 billion pyrros at the price of Indore liberation, and Clint has blackmailed one billion pyrros - all negotiated.
Between 10 billion and a billion, a tenth, or ten times the first money the other put out, well, that's reasonable.
And is it true that my accidental work is worth 9 billion piro?
I thought it would be great to think about it.
My eyes aren't laughing, Clint, the president of the Samethylene Society, who scratched the bitter bug.
The two stared a lot, but eventually the other one broke.
"Okay, let's make it a billion. You can always pay."
"Mmm, Nah, I want to talk to myself again, I don't know if I have enough sugar"
Clint took out a ton of squared sugar with a playful trick and threw enough in his mouth to get his chest fucked just watching, crushing it.
The air of the place was completely dominated by Clint, both by me and them in the act.
Eventually, when the squared sugar is completely swallowed.
"If you don't get a billion pilos, you're not going to forget something. (,,,)"
"Hmm."
Wow.
Wow, I mean, you're eggy, Clint.
A billion isn't discount bargaining! You mean rather pay for the stopping fee over there!
A ghost! A ghost, this man!
Besides, this guy.
"Oh, can you pay that much!
"I think I heard something, but it must be empty ears. Yeah, we need to ask Samethylene's society and adventurers what they just heard."
"Oh, don't do that."
……
Clint didn't say anything, just staring at them with eyes that weren't laughing.
My face is a huge smile is unbalanced and I was scared the other way around.
When I saw it, I thought to myself, "Let's not piss this guy off."
After his opponent was gone, Clint nostalgized the memoir with a satisfied face.
It's what I made him write over there, a waiver of Indore and a billion pyro payments, a contract that he wrote both.
As soon as the other person wrote it, the magic formation spread on the paper, so they added magical power to the contract - maybe something coercive.
Clint, who has even prepared such a thing at this moment when Alice went to call, became more and more scared.
"That almost solves the Indore case."
"Really?
"Samethylene has abandoned this place, and making infrastructure to welcome adventurers would be enough for the moment if there were a billion pyrros. It depends on the tax revenues from the dungeon."
"Right."
It was a little unexpected, Clint's mouthpiece said a billion pillows would be used for indolence.
"This Indore, and Aurum, is a dungeon we're going to make. A billion pilos, we need to make the most of it."
"Aurum?"
"That's the name of the dungeon"
"You've made up your mind"
"Huh?"
Decent clint. Did you hear anything strange about me?
"Do you have the misconception that people decide the name of the dungeon?
No, you're not.
"Dungeons have their own names since birth, humans just magically confirm it"
"Heh."
That was unexpected.
"Some theories are that the God of the earth wears it by some law, but honestly I don't know"
I somehow understand the law that Clint doesn't understand.
Terre, Arsenic, Silicon, Nihonium, Selene, and Aurum.
One of these days it's going to be a law of helium and uranium.
I found out I was Clint, and I came back to the village.
As soon as he entered the village, he was found and pushed away by the villagers.
"Thank you, Master Satoh!
The village chief, who stands at the head of the villagers, has suddenly thanked me.
I just don't know what I'm going to do, and I'm going to make it right.
"Oh, you mean thank you?
"Alice told me that you didn't just free Indor from sametylene, you took a billion dollars to develop the village,"
"Huh? How do you already know that? I just found out about Clint."
"Thank you, Master Satoh."
"Thanks!"
"Thank you, benefactor!
"You are the savior of this village!
The villagers have spoken out of gratitude.
From benefactor to savior, it's getting more and more overwhelming.
"I owe my benefactor."
"Oh yeah! There's money, and there's a dungeon! Let's make the village bigger with our hands!
"You can't look me in the face because I couldn't get this far!
Intentional villagers, fu, I remember Clint's words.
- One billion pyro, we need to make the most of it.
That's what Clint said.
A billion stories have been partially misrepresented (blackmail to aid), but the villagers were told as a credit to me.
And the villagers were motivated, hugely up.
I'm sure this is also part of what Clint calls "maximizing use".
That's good, no, no. I'd rather do this much more intentionally than do it.
Fine...... but.
"You gummed a monster. Er!
"Such a little devil. Easy win."
I'm so anxious about some young man lines. That sounds like another accident.
... I have no choice.
"Just give me a minute."
"Where are you going, Master Satoh?"
"I'll be right back"
That's what I said and kept the villagers waiting, turning back the way I came.
When I returned to the unpopular woods, I dropped sand from the porch to the ground.
Keep the glittering sand gold at a distance and wait for a while.
The sand gold turned into a hagglery thing.
He shot a restraint bullet with a gun that had been stumbad beforehand, detaining five little demons - haglemons.
And take them back to the villagers.
"Mr. Satou? What is this..."
"Let's train now, all in circles and spread out"
Seeing the villagers take their distance, as they were told, they speak to one young man.
"You there, you just said easy win"
"Ugh, yeah."
"All right, then fight this guy."
I sent out the little devil, pulling out the rope of light (I shot him easily).
The young man who slapped the big mouth was lightly hit.
I rescued him with a restraint bullet and healed him with a healing bullet for nearly getting todome stabbed by a little demon.
"That's too hasty right now. I told you before, these guys are pretty mean, they're coming too, pretending to be dead."
"Ha, yes... sorry"
"Can we still do this? Then it's World War II."
I trained the villagers.
I thought I had to at least work out not to waste my life, because more villagers were going in recklessly because of Clint's sticking around.
Alice and Eve watched the training of the Laotai and the villagers from a distance.
"Low level, favorite"
"That's Lyota."
"End of story"
"We're all starting to respect Lyota more and more because of that. I've already treated you like a god."
"Females over there and over there, my eyes are having an episode"
"Really, it's Eve's eye when she's watching the carrot"
Eve slapped Alice with a silent, fast (,) chop.
As the two watched, Kouta unconsciously grew in trust and favor from the villagers.