Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

The demonic mining city of Berg is situated between the mountains of the sword to the east and the great river to the west.

For its convenience, it is an elongated and formed city of Berg to the north and south, but in fact the city continues even further west across the river.

The eastern side of the river was called the "main city", while the western side of the river was called the "outer city".

Due to the 'Sacred Road' passing west of the river, the outer streets are active in the movement of people, especially the numerous merchants who come in search of magic ore.

The outside streets were full of gold and vibrancy, as were the houses they used, the shops that dealt with the traded goods that the merchants brought from all over the place, starting with the dining area.

It is also for this reason that only the only commercial guilds among the major guilds are based in the outer city.

Usually the busy outer city was somewhat quiet today.

I already know some of the people, especially the heartbreaking merchants.

There is an imminent crisis in this city.

The carriage of the Milliardo Chamber of Commerce was sounding its horseshoes slowly in the outer streets with extremely few crowded streets.

But around the boulevard and the bridge to the city came into view, suddenly the owner of the carriage caught a glance at the reins and braked suddenly. The horse hisses hard and the passenger car rocks.

Miriardo, who fell from his chair in the passenger car,

"Hey! What the fuck!

and yelled at your seat, but no reply came.

Something came out of the window, and a spear was stuck in Myriad's face.

"Get off. All of you."

The man who demanded completion was adventurer-style - no, as far as the name window was concerned, he was a genuine adventurer.

Two men of escort continued from behind as Miriardo stepped out of the carriage, with his hands raised on the bare face.

A half-eyed roulier went on from behind, chewing on the toys and treats, and at the end of the day Bayou came down with the two toddlers sheltered beside him.

"Definitely. All of them."

More than twenty humans surrounded the carriage, including the man who said so and examined it in the carriage.

The kidnapper's man, who was one of Miriardo's men, has already been tied up.

"If we're adults, we don't imitate the absurd."

"I think they're lying to you right now?...... I thought there wouldn't be bandits all over the city like this, but I'm not an adventurer. Guess it explains what the hell it's all about, huh?

A man with a leader-style spear among adventurers replied to Miriardo, who did not hide his grump.

"A guild quest for the capture of the Chamber of Commerce of Myriad has been issued. We just follow it."

"Alliance Quest?

It was Mirialdo with a bewildered look for a moment, but he quickly regained his mind.

And

"Hasn't the story of the Three Big Murders Red been passed on to us?

and asked the adventurers around.

Of course, it was obvious to see the quiet streets where that couldn't be, but what Miriardo wanted to know was how they reacted.

…………

To Myrialdo's inquiry, the adventurers deliberately erase their expressions and squeeze their mouths. Only a relatively young adventurer among them lay face down a little awkwardly.

"... I see. Speaking of which, was [Tenryu's beloved son] an A-rank adventurer?"

With a fearful sense of conjecture, Mirialdo immediately drew the same conclusion as Lanza.

That was an impossible fast if not assumed as one of the possibilities in advance.

"Sir. Do you want to kill me?

The fat, tall man of the escort confirms in a whisper,

"Wait a minute."

Myrialdo took control. And...

"How much do you guys get?

Contrary to the well-attended voice of Myrialdo, the adventurers, who could not swallow the meaning of the question, give a slightly puzzled look.

"Alliance quest. You're gonna offer me a sacrifice and beg for my red name, aren't you? I heard how much the reward would be for that stupid imitation."

The adventurers were slightly murdered by words containing obvious thorns, but that is why no one shows clear anger or complains.

Because I don't have a word to give back.

There was nothing wrong with what Mirialdo was saying.

"... it's none of your business."

Among the silent adventurers, an adventurer with a spear of leadership opened his mouth on behalf of him, but the voice that pushed and killed that emotion is somewhere weak.

"Don't delude me. That's the price you guys sold your pride. Well, I guess it's not a big deal anyway. You guys look like mutton fish, don't you?

Repeated and obvious provocations also prompt the adventurers.

"... you want to die?

The man in leadership looked sober, but his voice contained obvious anger.

In contrast, Myrialdo did not even show a slight fright, but rather grinned niggardly.

"Hundred times."

"... what?

"I think I'll get 100 times that reward."

The adventurers forget their anger for a moment at Miriardo's sudden words, and their thoughts stop.

"... what a joke"

Only a leader adventurer barely said it back.

"Does that sound like a joke to you? Don't give a shit. I'm telling you I'll buy your pride back for a hundred times the price."

Miriardo is a merchant. He has no fighting power, no matter what.

But at this time, Mirialdo's words had the power to overwhelm the adventurers who had much more fighting power than him. The adventurers could not move as they also forgot to breathe in the evidence.

"... it's just D and E rank and it's 10,000 larks. Say it again. Hundred times. Put it on me because I'll give you a million larks. Of course he's alone."

The adventurers were clearly bewildered, but at the same time felt a roll of blood deep in their chests.

A proud adventurer who has put himself in battle with them and still survived. I'm following the Alliance Quest, but I'm not entirely convinced of this quest.

You can say this guild quest is life begging itself, as Mirialdo put it.

Catch Mirialdo and have him leave Berg in a good mood after offering to Sefina looking for him.

An act that equates to raising a white flag in a Berg Adventurer Out to just one red-named opponent.

No, it's less than that.

I sold my pride. I can't deny it at all if you say so.

But - if you shake your neck vertically to the words of Millard who said "buy back your pride"... it will return.

The pride of selling it. Put on a hundred times the interest, too.

Gokuri, and someone's throat rang.

Million lark. Never a half-breed and available amount.

The weapons the adventurers directed at Mirialdo were already powerless.

But the best way to jump is to jump. Besides, I also suspect that a million larks will really be paid. Everyone didn't move with their faces together.

"Just line up in front of me. I'll pay you on this occasion now.... or do you want to stop?

The word was todome.

The adventurers began to line up with us before Miriardo, who pinned his own tag with his fingers.

There are many special functions in the status tag, but one of them is the information currency.

An information currency is a currency that has no entity stored in the tag and does not actually exist, while being able to interact with ordinary money as usual among the holders of the tag.

In order to obtain the information currency, it is good to simply bring the actual currency 'Lark' into the commercial guild. That way, only commercial guilds can use the special artifacts they are allowed to use, and have the information currency equivalent to the lark they brought in entered into the tag.

Conversely, of course, it is also possible in commercial guilds to convert information currencies into larks, so people are comfortable using them, even in currencies without entities.

- Kin, and made a light metal noise, and Myrialdo and the adventurer's tag touched each other.

His own name window floated in front of Myriald's eyes. The name, occupation, affiliation, and the bottom of the following items noted there. Hidden windows that can only be opened by the equipper of the tag - the number Million was deducted from the item 'Assets'.

"Million larks. I did pay for it."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The adventurer roared at the same time as Myrialdo's words. I can't hide my excitement from a lot of money I wouldn't have very much in my hands if I were normal. The same was true of the adventurers around us. Already receiving gold from Myrialdo, they were niggling looking at the numbers in their name windows.

Miriardo paid a fortune at all costs and ran the line. And when I finished paying the last of the twenty-three adventurers...

…………

At the rear of the line was a long line of rouliers.

And I still give you my own tag.

"... [Scopper] My lord. Does that mean you'll be hired by me, too?

Roulier nods cocklessly, also forgetting that his opponent has grabbed him.

I was blinded by the gold.

"Hehe, but you would be a slave. You can't exchange slaves and information currency."

Slaves are forbidden to trade money with anyone but their husband. As part of that rule, slaves have almost frozen the function of Tag's information currency.

"Mm..."

Speaking of which, Lourier is dismayed. However,

Touch the bracelet that Mirialdo wore on his left wrist to attach his hand from the bottom.

Then the jalajara and coins overflowed from it.

"[Item Box]?

"I don't know."

Miriardo, who gave him a good smile, offered Rulier the coin in his hand.

Ten large gold coins. It is a million larks.

The lourier I received has a rough nose.

Her cheeks are red while she is faceless, and her mouth is open with a "whoa".

In her, Miriardo was no longer a bad person, but was being categorized as a good person.

But needless to say, that can't be true. I'm blinded by the money.

"… Ichi. to... Shh."

One more from behind Rulier, who counts the big gold coins.

The man with the sword took a step, walked out in front of Miriardo.

It is Bayu.

"... what?

When Mirialdo asked, Bayu offered the tag as he looked up at him as he stared.

"Surely with a million larks, you'll free all three of us.... So? So what?

"I fight, too."

Bayu said away.

I thought it was a chance. Assuming you run away here, your debt doesn't go away. Either way comes when it has to be liquidated. Then this one time. If we could write off the debt of the three in just one battle, it seemed to Bayu, as it was a great opportunity.

"... [Scopper] Did you make a mistake because your lord is a child? She's special. It's worth a million larks. Unlike you."

to Miriardo, who tells him like he made a fool of himself,

"I can fight too."

Bayu said back by stripping the keen fangs specific to the Dog Nation. But from Myrialdo, such a thing is just a puppy roaring showing shallow barbarity.

I can't talk about it. Put it that way and treat it right. That's what they thought.

In fact, Bayu even thought about how to eat down on it.

But...

"You wouldn't be young enough not to know the value of a million larks, would you? You're telling me that just a kid like you can really fight for a million larks?

Myriad's words rather conceived sincerity and even seemed to care about Bayu.

Finalize against those who breathe when fighting. That was the way it was.

When asked that way, there's only one answer a man with a frown can give back.

Once Bayou gently stroked Kyle and Vita's head,

"Fight. Be sure."

I nodded forcefully.

Miriardo stared silently at Bayu like that for a while, but eventually laughed small,

"Fine."

I matched my tag to Bayu's tag with Kin's.

The indication of a debt slave disappeared sooo from the Bayu name window.