Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Living is making money.

To make money is to live.

Leo has made all his money whenever and with that strong creed in his chest.

collecting information.

Reading the person's true needs.

Presenting subtle benefits.

Pursuing each other's interests, not just ourselves.

If you poke these around, it goes to the ultimate in life, the way you live with people.

(I mean, in other words, it also goes to the extreme of survival!... should!

That's right.

Leo was now trying to get through this predicament by making the most of the money-making skills he had developed so far, surrounded by swollen shiro.

I can't use magic, I don't have someone to ask for help, I'm not particularly good at martial arts. I just have to rely on it anymore to survive.

This is a demonstration sale (presentation) that cost me my life.

If they think, "There are some products (requests) that I have right now, but I might as well have this product (requests) instead," Leo wins.

(Legendary Leo, who has made housewives in downtown with strong nostalgia strings buy thousands of fancy knives, no impossible letters......!

Inspiring herself in a way she wasn't sure, Leo stared straight at the men and smiled loosely.

Business basics and mild smiles first.

And set targets and gather information.

'- Good evening, everyone.... No, good morning? Hello?'

To the girl who rose herself from the altar and spoke politely, it was the men who gave a little bit.

Exotic, and chained to such a suspicious room, surrounded by men of good stature, this situation.

Even if you don't understand what's going to happen, I didn't know you'd ever smile at that disturbance again, even if a girl this old would cry out.

"... what, you"

Hearing one man whine like he was alert, Leo instantly targeted him.

I have no doubt that this man is the boss of this group because of what he said most and his standing, as well as his physique and atmosphere.

'Please don't make such a scary voice. I'm not trying to summon you or beg for your life.

I just want you to let me talk to him. I'm not rambling, you see, 'cause this is how it is.'

Don't be alarmed. Sir, we're not trying to sell it.

It's just, you know, you listen to me, that's all.

In keeping with the fundamentals of such sales talks, Leo first tried to grasp their purpose and figure.

"Are you people, those hired by Mr. Aryl Addo? What am I going to do with myself?

'... it's better for you not to ask. The results won't change, so you won't be scared ahead of time.'

Hearing the answer in a rugged voice, Leo strokes down his chest in half and learns to rush in the other half.

Fortunately, I'm not the type of person who talks abusively, but the type who does what he tells me to do is also troublesome.

(It doesn't feel like I'm laughing a little bit. There's no such thing as a huge ride on this. Probably the serious type. I received the deposit so the request will be completed, like, like that)

Raise the pace of your heartache while quickly hitting it.

"Do you do something frightening? To a child who doesn't even go old, a big adult, uh... for five?

…………

Try appealing to morality.

'How much are you supposed to get paid? For example, if you miss yourself here, you can double your profits.'

…………

Try appealing to economic perceptions.

'Not very interested? Do you just move if you're ordered to? Like a dog.'

"... what?"

Try to rock your pride.

Unexpectedly from Leo, the men seemed to react most to the last throw.

Simultaneously roars ill-patterned, including some of those who refrain behind them.

I could see that one of the youngest and seemingly youngest people seemed a little confused by that sinister air.

But Leo, who has had an outright interchange with his screwing brothers in Lower Town, decided to take it away and step around it.

Even if I despise the men too much, I'll try to change the subject first, as they risk being attacked clean.

'Hey, I wanted to ask you, what did you guys ask me to do with this job?

'Oh?'

"This suspicious room. Sacrifice linked to chains. Of course you know he's trying to summon the Spirit of Darkness, don't you? Because he said something about pig corpses...... if you rose a pig and finally screwed up a girl, that's the easy job of getting three gold coins, or something like that?

Folding in a smooth tone, the man muttered, "It's ten silver coins," whether it was attached to it or not.

"Ten silver coins! Is that ten silver coins! It's too cheap. '

From the usual Leo, even ten silver coins are a fine lot of money, but I dare you here to throw them away like sheets of gold.

Looking closely at the men who looked suspicious, Leo told them slowly, seeping through the greatest force he could have.

"Life and the price of pride"

Although he did not realize it, there was a mystical majesty that made the beauty of the Spirit of Light of the faith of the Ellanders amazing, and that appearance that sees this one as it shoots through, was irresistible to man in line.

'-... hey, what...?

Ripped temper - brilliant swallowed men throbbing at the words "hiki" in demonstration sales.

(It took!

Leo, who didn't notice any signs that the duck was starting to concentrate on this talk, took the offense at once.

"Huh? Didn't you often wonder what the client intended you to do?

"Well... I will deliberately indulge in what you rotten aristocrats think. We'll tear the pigs apart as usual and you'll get the silver coins."

'It's lamentable! It's the basics of business, and life, to think through the sincerity of the request and the needs of the other person in the back! Even you would change the way the product is cut, depending on whether it is used to simmer, skewer, or fried again? It's such a second-rate job to move your hands without knowing what they're up to.'

"Ooh...?

I wield too many hot valves on it, hitting the obscure gavel, like the men lost sight of the landing spot.

Leo hastily modified the track, 'Whatever you want to say,' and peered into each individual's eyes.

Do you think you can call the Spirit of Darkness and return to your hands unharmed and silver coins? No, he's... '

So, keep the mysterious facade and tell it severely.

I'm going to make you a part of the sacrifice.

'What...!?

The clear, mysterious appearance Leo had brushed over the years responded, and the men teased their shoulders a little.

Instead of laughing with your nose instantly, listen back.

It's evidence that I'm beginning to believe the story.

Leo concentrated his entire nerve and spinned his words carefully, as he did when he felt the hassle of loosening his purse string in one more step.

'Think about it. Calling the Spirit of Darkness, for him to perform a serious ritual, why did he choose you instead of asking an armed killer or someone to run that hand'?

From what Aryl Addo had said earlier, "Lower Slut People," Leo was calmly analyzing them with the presence of the degree of relaxation in the Glades.

I wouldn't call it good, but it's not evil.

I wouldn't even call it stupid, but I don't mean clear brains.

That means - I'm familiar with Leo, just like the people in Lower Town.

Leo rode himself out all the way, holding him rather familiar with them.

'That's because I want to throw it away (...). We just want to use it and sacrifice it together. "

In fact, it is the crime of this hand that makes it easy for the Leos, the orphans of Lower Town, to get involved.

After being grabbed for a generous reward and working at all costs, they are killed or sold off by mouth seals.

Leo himself, only once, took the haulier's job for the broken reward of two pieces of silver coins, and he almost fitted the tail cut.

Luckily Leo, who noticed along the way, ran into the police force with Hannah, so he did nothing, but of course he didn't get two silver coins, a very abominable case where Hannah scolded him so badly and confiscated his allowance.

(Oh, come on, I'm kind of pissed off with vegetables)

The one who exploits the poor is the most unforgivable great evil in the world.

Leo spoke with more heat toward the men listening to this one to eat in.

'Hey, do you guys follow him like that? Give me pride and life before ten silver coins?

…………

'I'll do the request, because that's my job. That idea is splendid. But can it be said that an employer's job to buy a life for an unjustly cheap reward of ten pieces of silver coins will not be accountable to you? "

'.................. no'

Men struck by the light of powerful will, floating in the eyes of purple crystals, eventually begin to whisper a nod of corn and consent.

Leo held his fist unconsciously, putting it on his chest, as if to swear to them.

'Workers - Even for us, there is pride. Life and safety are our first priority. We have to poke it at them again now. Isn't that right?

".................. Ooh"

"Celebrating a new year, this spring season. In this season when even the Spirit renews his covenant with the earth, isn't it time for us to think about the covenant and the work of some sort '?

"Oops......"

'And why don't we proclaim it aloud, only a job worthy of our pride and our lives, and we have to take it on!

"Oops......!

'Why don't we stick it to him? You gonna take advantage of us? Don't be ridiculous, I was wondering who would take on a job like this...!

"Oops!!

Finally, as Leo fisted vigorously, the men completely caught on to it, sticking their fists out in unison.

The sight no longer crosses the realm of demonstration sales, but rather is the scene of spring labor consultations, spring fighting.

Leo nodded in a manner as majestic as a charismatic revolutionary, "Thanks!" "Thanks!," he put his hands up to them.

"Um... well, can I unchain her, Leader"

Then the boy, who was shrinking in the deepest part of the men, says that with a snack.

(- Is that it? This voice sounds familiar to me)

I thought to myself, when Leo stared seriously at the tallest black headscarf man, but it happened.

'-... Oh, fuck...?

Once the boy, with the permission of a man of leadership, attempted to untie the chain, took up the nearby candlestick to illuminate at hand, he fell out of balance on the spot with the pretense.

"Hey, what's up?

The leader's man reaches out to the boy. Supporting that shoulder, when he received the candlestick that the boy was about to remove, he shook it off like a stiff, slamming it on the floor.

'Hey! Don't smoke that incense!

but it was already late in the day, rather a few men were bent on the spot trying to pick up the crude candlestick.

…………

Once in a while, they don't move.

"-... let it be"

No, you're not.

They were beginning to whine about something with bumps, shaking slightly to the left and right.

"... dirty.... Let it be, let it be, let it be, kill it... '

(-... eh...?

Cold sweat creeps into Leo watching a series of things.

Behind that brain, one of the sights I saw earlier was remembered.

A suspicious incense, Aryl Addo swung to the candlestick as she tried to sing.

'.................. Huh!

(Something's sprinkled with an array of incense!?

It's called the incense of penance, it's called this, and it's a marvel at Eland's development of incense technology, but no, no, not now.

I thought I had taken it off because of it, but it was a pinch of absolute despair again.

Besides, like a stomach,

'Hey, you guys, hang on... …………

Though he thought he had kept reason, even the man who was a leader shut himself up to the pretense.

(Ma, no way......)

Watching as he sloppily and coldly sweats,

"-... dirty... kill..."

"You too. Ahhh!

At last even the man was put under the control of incense.

A total of five men now approach the altar one step at a time, shaking left-right with all sorts of them.

"... dirty, kill...! Blood and suffering, give... '

'Hey, you guys, calm down...!

I sue desperately, but I no longer see how they sound.

From the creased headscarf, I could see the blood running eyes.

"Filthy...!

The leader's man stretches out his arms with momentum.

Leo turned to his feet, but was pulled into the chain, out of balance, and fell into the altar.

"Hey... hey, gu...!

A man who rides himself out, becomes a horse rider.

The fat arm hung on Leo's neck and tightened.

'Ya, meh...!

Scratch your hands, punch your whole body against them, but they're no match.

crouched, and the chains rang violently.

(You're lying. Ooh!? Welcome to the world of erotic!? Me!? Spare me!)

In his panicked brain, Leo was desperate for something.

(Ha, help! Help me! Help me!

Bruno is not coming.

Don't rely on Lena.

No screams from here will reach Kai, Gustav, the Kajes and many others.

Inevitably, Leo's cry turned to his presence.

(Dear Carr......! of gold,... Spirit, oh, oh!

If the flesh was leaking, he'd say, "Isn't that the Spirit of Light!" and screamed like that, about a total scream from the Elando forces, at that moment.

- Oh, he finally called me!

Along with a glossy voice, somewhere relieved.

- Pahhhh...!

It was dim. The room was full of golden glow.

…………

"Dirty... in the meantime... is that...?

When the men who had lost their sanity closed their eyes and the next time they lifted their eyelids, - from the altar, the figure of the girl had disappeared.