My name is fucking. He's a forty-five year old self-proclaimed merchant man.
I worked for twenty years as an accountant and negotiator for a haulier, and since last year I have been the leader of this haulier.
It was eighteen years ago that the occupation went from [pedestrian] to [bandit]. The leader's story at the time said that if you don't steal things directly, you won't fall for [bandits], but even if you cooperate in carrying them while you know they stole them, you'll fall for [bandits].
I just don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong myself.
Like I said, I'm a haulier - I'm just carrying what I was asked to. However, I'm not going to be bothering anyone just because a lot of things aren't authentic or because I'm not paying taxes to bring supplies into another country.
Carriers who break these laws - well, they're also called smugglers - make a lot of money. For this reason, once an accountant and negotiator is also an executive class, he is paid about three years when he was a pedestrian on only one round trip voyage. Being a leader even more makes it possible to buy up all the whores in town and play luxuriously every night, or bribe the gendarmerie and you'll be given a false identity and free to walk around town.
The people in the alley may surprise you, but this kind of organization pays well. Because we know the upper management is also connected by gold. Well, there are idiots used for disposables, but I wasn't such a triplet.
Accounting and negotiating, which means it's the same as I manipulate all of this haulier. Unreplaceable parts are treated with care. And now I turned to the side of polite handling. Speaking of irreplaceable parts, so is the great teacher I found.
In illegal negotiations, there are many cases where they eventually develop into havoc. We're going to need a strong person for that.
The Great Teacher is said to fall only for criminals who excel fistfighters, rarely seen among criminal positions [Death Warrior].
Besides, he's a former slave man who was in an even higher position for a fistfighter named Gladiator. He is told that if he wins a hundred consecutive Coliseum games, he will be freed from slavery, and he actually achieves a hundred consecutive wins and is freed from slavery, but has a history of killing his former husband with that sword that killed his opponent and fleeing shortly after he was freed from slavery.
Compared to the bandit Suzuki hired a month ago, he's a senior.
Regardless, the pirate Icino Joe brought by Suzuki is also equal to the baby.
"With this big teacher here, I don't need Dr. Suzuki or Mr. Ichinojo. I'm sorry, sir."
I said that and expressed an apology that was not in my heart.
I'm going to pay Suzuki the penalty as contracted, and I haven't done anything to get to Ichino Joe. I don't need to apologize.
If it was going to be rubbing, it wouldn't be a problem if I let him grip the money a little, I thought so, but it didn't.
"I mean, you don't need an escort because this guy's stronger than me?
Itino Joe seems to have a far better idea than I imagined.
As a bad guy, these guys can live longer, they can like it.
You can hire me as a crew, even if I don't hire you as a caution stick.
"You seem to understand more than anything."
"Phew, so if I prove to be stronger than this guy, you mean you can hire me safely"
Let's correct it, apparently Icino Joe is an idiot who doesn't even know the difference in strength between himself and his opponent.
Well, idiots can be stupid and used, and if the big teacher knocks out not only Ichino Joe here, but also Suzuki, who had already finished his contract, I won't have to pay the penalty.
"What do you think, Doctor? Why don't we do one arm test here? Of course, we'll pay the price."
That's what I said, I threw a bag of silver coins at the big teacher.
…………
The great teacher silently received it and pulled out his sword as he put it under his sleeve.
Seems motivated.
"If you're dealing with criminals, don't you need help?
"... stop laughing"
Ichino Joe, who still doesn't understand the difference in strength, pissed off the great teacher.
It was right after that.
There was a loud noise.
- You disappeared!?
Oh, my God, I thought you were strong about the big teacher, but I didn't expect you to move so fast that you couldn't even chase him with your eyes.
Was that the sound of the big teacher kicking the ground, or the guy with the ichino joe cut off?
If they slaughtered me at that rate, I'm sure Icino Joe wouldn't be in this world anymore.
"... Huh?
Icino Joe stood with a smile on his face.
Oh, so what about the big teacher?
I shook my head and looked around.
"Become..."
The great teacher crashed into the wall and was slightly dizzy.
"Mm... thoughtless"
"What's thoughtless! Forget it!"
I'm a big teacher - not, when you take a bag with silver coins out of Death Warrior's sleeve,
"Big First! That strength, you did a great job! Please come with me!
That said, I gave it to Archdeacon Ichinojo by adding another bag of silver coins as a reward.
Ha ha, now my smugglers - not, the hauliers are cheap!