The Other Side of the Last Boss

The turmoil in the capital of the Kingdom of Britons, Rhodan, will not subside the next day.

"Yep!

King Richard II kicks the chair at the mercy of anger.

The chair broke my leg.

"Oh, oh, oh. This chair costs a thousand pounds..."

Treasurer Eldred mourns.

"Fine Yamatsu"

Richard II punches his tongue.

The room was knocked, and Knight Commander Gordorf entered the office and knelt one time.

"Would you like to call?"

"We have to prepare for the worst. If you can't handle it with the town guards, deal with it with the Knights."

"Th, That is…….."

Gordorf is stuck with words.

"If you mob. Suppress them in the Knights."

"Do you want me to turn my blade on the people to protect?"

"Then point that blade at Scottyard?

Richard II thought about it at first leaving it to anger.

However, it is not easy to control one country.

"The Britons can't beat the Scottish Army."

"My Britons are the strongest in the continent, no."

Richard II nods at Gordorf's words.

"But Scottyard will be out on enduring operations. How much time does it take?"

"The issue of war expenses. There's also the question of how other countries move."

Eldred pinches his mouth.

"I know!

Richard II kicks up the broken chair again.

"Oh! There's a 1,000 pound chair."

"It was already broken."

Richard II throws up like that and changes the story.

"The whole country will be paralyzed as it is."

"The economic activity of Wang Du is also lagging behind. If there's a problem transporting food, the hungry folk will start attacking the stores selling food."

"We have to do something about it before it happens."

"Actually, there was another problem with that."

Richard II frowns when Eldred tells him.

"What is this?"

"This disturbance has increased the amount of debt to be repaid."

That's not accurate. To be precise:

When borrowing debt from a foreign country, it is mostly borrowed in a foreign currency.

Use it in exchange for your own currency.

The other way around when paying off debts.

Convert your own currency to a foreign currency.

The problem is its exchange rate.

"In the wake of this disturbance, we are all reluctant to turn Britton's currency into that of Scottyard."

The currency that has so far been almost equivalently exchanged on a one-to-one basis is no longer so.

According to the merchants in and out, they cannot be exchanged unless they have a ratio of about two to one.

Let's just say I have to pay off a million Scottyard pounds of debt.

Until the other day, I had been able to repay it by replacing a million Britons pounds.

But now we need two million britons pounds.

"Isn't that the same as doubling your real debt!

"Yes, it will"

"You scottyard bastard!

Eldred said nothing to Richard II, who kicked his chair three times.

"What are you going to do? What am I supposed to do?

"No matter how you raise your forehead twice as much, you can't prepare it."

"If so..."

Richard II looks harsh.

"Speaking of which, I met His Royal Highness Euphoria this morning, and she looked somewhat prepared."

Gordorf reports.

"It was your face like it was before you went to the battlefield..."

"His Highness Euphoria is a wise man. Understanding the current situation may have made me ready to accept the engagement."

Eldred speaks sneerily.

"You. Why are you so happy?"

Richard II stares at Eldred.

"No. There is also no extermination. However, accepting the engagement will solve all the problems."

"That means my Britton's defeat!

"I was wondering if we could delay Scottyard in terms of money and economy."

Richard II often suffers.

Then I answered with a sigh.

"I'll talk to my daughter tonight, too. I'll leave it to you. I don't have a face for this in a few days."

Eldred nodded satisfactorily, and Richard II destroyed the chair before it was completely skinless.

"Heh heh heh. It's fun to see the country in turmoil."

Vinzent was in a good mood.

I am returning to Vinzent's mansion in Jordan, King of Britons capital.

"Your Highness. This town is in danger. Why are you back?

The butler of the mansion asks.

"I knew I wanted to see it with these eyes. I won't risk it. I also brought my strongest escort."

At the end of Vinzent's gaze is a knight in black.

I can't see that look with a full-face Met.

"Is this Lord Edgar the Brave? Thank you very much."

Edgar remained silent and upright immovable.

One of the brave men whose scottyards dust.

He is also the holder of the divine spear Gungnir.

"But you've often brought Lord Edgar."

"You got some really good stuff. He asked me to give it to you."

Edgar's chest had a pendant made of aquamarine.

"It's a magic item with a high value but unprecedented performance."

We got quite a few, so we were able to give them away easily.

"Look at that crowd. That doesn't turn far into a riot. If that happens, Britton will be suppressed in the Knights."

Vinzent's mansion was on a small tall hill, overlooking the town.

"Britton's proud army was meant to brag to his own people that way. Ahahaha. Ahaha."

Vinzent laughed too hard to breathe.

"Still, you were quick to hit the second hand. You could have seen what was going on over there for a week or two."

"As His Majesty the King has said, there is no way we can raise our roots to that extent. It would be better if you just did it, but you don't give them a crack in the hand."

Deacon answers Kyou.

"Your father is careful, too. Well, it's better for me too."

Vinzent nods himself and sees the turmoil in the city again.

"I wonder when Britton will raise his roots. There's no way to hit them. The slower it gets, the greater the damage. I wish I could raise the white flag by the end of the day."

Vincent looks back, but all servants are silent.

"Then Euphiria will call this house. Prenuptial negotiations are normal right now. Yeah, I can't wait any longer!

Vinzent, convinced of his victory, was at the top of his list.

The butler, bewildered by the unusual appearance, replied only vaguely, "Ha..."