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The headquarters of the Alavant Chamber of Commerce was located on Warrent Avenue, the corner of the boulevard boasted by Atlantic capital Atlantic, said to be the most expensive in the world.

In other words, it is also proof that it is the best chamber of commerce in the world.

In the middle of such a land for commerce, a third-class nobleman who continued to have a huge villa that was not due to come once a year is finally going to fall.

It was easy to drop.

Because that aristocracy and the commercial guild were hostile when they turned down the suggestion to buy at a high price.

First, he asked for the repayment of the debt he had lent until then.

Naturally the aristocrats have asked for additional financing, as they have always done (...).

Naturally, I declined all that.

Instead of a debt shoulder, I tried to take up an example villa, and it backfired.

Out of nowhere, I brought the money for the interest.

He's a fool. I didn't expect to get my hands on Yamikin.

Actually, he's one of Yamikin's men. When I can really borrow it from yami gold, I get shaved up to the bones.

The nobleman, who borrowed gold at a high interest rate on disguised yammi gold, declined while cutting down his fortune.

Finally, we let go of the biggest product of glory.

Probably gonna make it obsolete, but it's not what I found out.

This is the property I was planning to get and struggle with.

My brother Agai said he bought it.

Sure, I made a bid for a table, but there's no way anyone else who knows what's going on can get their hands on it.

It is in the form of a back end that I put in a cheap bid in anticipation of no one bidding.

True, if you were a member of this country's commercial guild, you could participate in the bidding, but what the hell are you thinking, that fool brother?

Crossing the boulevard, the old aristocratic mansion was seated.

Refurbishment would make for a good commercial establishment.

Big horse huts, wasted guest rooms, perfect living rooms, and mysterious ground floor.

The horse cabin is on top of the packing. The guest room is in the business room. The living room is a meeting room. On the ground floor, just big enough, with a partition and a reception counter, you can make a fine chamber of commerce.

We already have all the supplies for this.

Nonetheless......

In front of the noble mansion, there were several men and women.

"- So Akira. It's a good property, isn't it?

"Oh. More than I ever imagined. Thanks for the help, Aguy."

I unexpectedly frown at the voices I hear.

That fool called each other out?

You mean you've got so many close people?

One, of course, is his stupid brother Aghai Alavant.

Talking cheerfully with that aguy is a dark-haired, eyeglass man dressed in unfamiliar black crisp, superior clothes.

For a moment I thought he was a tax accountant or a tax collector, but he doesn't seem to be.

What an elf the other one leaning against that black-crusted man is. And the woman's.

Now in this Atlandia, the elf has a narrow shoulder.

If it were to have that much beauty, for good reason, it would increase the likelihood of being attacked.

Agai is agai too. What are you doing without an escort?

"Long time no see, Agai"

"Hey, Brother Alberto. I was just gonna go say hello when I'm done with my errands."

"I want to ask you something. What do you mean (...)?"

"Thanks again, I got a first-class property because it was in the bid, so I got it if I didn't bid on it. I've bid for a lot of sinister money, and it's strange."

"Your rep must be Lakerell."

"Oh. Of course you have a decent job there. That's why you know you're not banned from doing business at all in Atlandia, right?

"You."

"Whoa, let me introduce you, he's Akira Veliero. The young husband of Tessa, an economically free city state at the end of the west. Including this training, we're going to build a branch here in Atlandia."

"It's Akira Veliero. Regards."

"I'm Alberto Alavant.... in training, to Atlandia, branches?

That's not unlikely, if you ask.

But that doesn't mean renting a store in Atlantic First Class. Because that is to say that we have already succeeded.

"Oh, and your pretty lady is Akira's daughter-in-law, Lalaila Veliero. As you can see, you're an elf."

"Hello, nice to meet you"

It was the daughter of a very young elf who gave her head to Pecori.

"Elves......"

When I gave her a bitter look, Agai nodded slowly.

In other words, the situation in this country will be described as an action based on an understanding. Then I am not willing to say any more about this matter.

"I'd like to hear about a lot of travel souvenirs, but before I do, I'd like to confirm one thing."

"Ask me anything."

"Buying and selling buildings in this city was conditional on being a member of a commercial guild, right? So you're selling this property to your Akira?

Agai laughed a nigga.

"No? I'm the one who bought it, and I'm just renting it out here."

"What?

"Rent it, rent it"

"But will you set up a shop on this Vorent Street? Oh, could it be that after this, you were going to go through the process of joining a commercial guild? If I could, I'd have trouble reporting afterwards."

"Hmm? The Veriero Chamber of Commerce isn't going to join this country's commercial guild, is it?

"That doesn't make sense. If you're doing business on this Warren Street, it's..."

"There is no such law. Confirmed."

"- What?

A dark-haired man turns to his cloudy black eyes.

"I know it's a commercial guild that essentially cows the area. But I have no obligation to do so. Didn't I?"

"It's..."

Certainly what the country is deciding is a commercial district or an industrial district, and it is essentially the guild that manages them… No, if you make the words worse, it is the guild that manages them on its own.

But if the Alliance doesn't manage it, who will keep order!

We're the ones who manage to keep the same merchandise away from neighbors!

"Besides, we're just stores. You wouldn't be obliged to join a commercial guild until someone lives in a rental home like an apartment, would you?

"No, seriously, but do you guys do business there!? Aside from the rental thing, here it is! If you want to do business! Join the Alliance!

"It's not beneficial."

"... what?

Now, what is this guy, like what?

Join the world's largest Atlantic commercial guild, with no benefits?

"Oh, rather, membership only has its disadvantages."

"What..."

I'm an idiot. and I want to compliment myself for not continuing.

I had no idea that a man trying to do business in this Atlantic wouldn't understand the benefits of entering a commercial guild...

"Did Mr. Alberto represent the guild? Can you explain the benefits, if you don't mind?

Such a thing, in a nutshell, would not allow business in this city if it did not subscribe.

I'm going to run out of it, but I can't just put it in my mouth like that.

For once, all you have to do is notify the state to start doing business in this country.

"First, the Alliance will represent you in all the troublesome procedures for opening a Chamber of Commerce or other business."

"Oh, you mean this. It's over, isn't it?

A brunette named Akira took parchment out of her bag.

"Mind if I look?

"Go ahead."

Indeed, it was a permit and a certificate, bearing the seal of the kingdom.

More so, the joint guarantor is agai.

I see, if an arabant person became a guarantor, you'd think it was the usual procedure with an official.

"Yes, indeed. But the tax system in this country is very complicated. The guild members' chamber of commerce has a distinguished tax attorney…"

"The figures are appropriate, but the tax calculation has already been constructed"

Akira takes out something more. It was a strangely thin, bright white parchment.

A few bundled pieces. Turning that, the shock ran.

The border is carefully drawn by the rules, and there are horribly beautiful, undistorted numbers in line.

Strangely enough, the numbers written evenly without any disturbance, as I can see, are the financial statements.

It is also extraordinarily easy to understand in detail.

"This column is the provisional product name, this column is the date of sale, the number of pieces, the sales value, the discount, the total deduction, and which bureau this column will contact. This is a separate table of sales, but the second one is in date order, and the third one is tallied by product."

……

That's it!

If you look!

I get it!

But how do you sort all this out and recalculate it?

It would be something I should have loaded the ledger and understood in my head!?

But when they make it a number again, what is easy to understand?

The third one, I think, is crazy enough.

I guess this is a sample, but what is depicted there was a shock.

- Fine wines

6/19am (friena) = 4 bottles = 50s · man

6/19am (friena) = 1 bottle = 30s · man

6/19pm (Akira) = 20 bottles = Mile Bakhar

6/19pm (Akira) = 100 bottles = Count Lettere

6/19pm (friena) = 2 bottles = 20s/woman

6/19pm (friena) = 1 bottle = 40s · man

I was going crazy.

Are you collecting not only the person in charge, but also the age and gender of the customer at the time of the sale?

"I can expect a pre-closing drive demand, probably for supper," he whispered.

I see, if we could indeed compile this information, that would come up with an idea as well.

But it is! It would be something called a Merchant's Kang and experience would guide it!?

You mean keep taking these fucking troublesome stats!?

Every piece of information is written down in detail, by purpose, and deliberately rearranged. How much heavy labor do you call it?

"Well, as you can see, there's no problem with paying taxes."

"Ah...... oh right"

I wouldn't be able to complain about what a tough tax collector would be if they showed me this.

Rather, it is too detailed and at a level that is difficult to evade taxes.

……

Could this guy be stupid?

If it's so easy to understand, how do we mislead taxes?

So I finally realized.

This guy said he didn't feel that way.

Suddenly, his eyes seemed like a demon.

Then!

"Ho, not only are there other preferences for purchasing raw materials, but our own self-defense organizations look around..."

"Oh, I don't want it. They're both on time."

"Sure, at first glance this Warrent Street looks safe, but there's still something called the fate of a big city there..."

"It's okay."

"Oh well. There's more!

"I appreciate the invitation, but I'm not going into a commercial guild. You wouldn't have a problem with that, would you?

"... I see. Understood. I hope you need a month."

Thanks for the encouragement.

My, my commercial guild has been cocked.

This man crushes!

By the time you have no skin!

Let's start with a warning to guild merchants.

We need to allow any business.

Hmm. After you've dried up, you should regret dying.