Vinzent, the first prince of the Kingdom of Scottyard, is still at the residence of Rhodan today.

Vinzent looked at the disturbance under his eyes with a winning face.

But watching people gradually diminish turns into suspicious faces.

"Hey, what happened? Why people are dwindling"

The servants were unable to answer the question, and they saw each other's faces.

It turned out to be hours later.

The extras of the newspaper were handed out and the details were revealed.

Big speech at Bank of Britons.

That calmed people's hearts.

They were written in detail.

"There's no way that's possible. Is there such a massive amount of Scottish pounds in Britton's bank!

Vinzent instantly nursed.

There must be gold or something in the bag in the back.

"Fools. I don't know why."

"There is no way they are as learned as Master Vincent"

Deacon comforts me so.

Vinzent scolded the people of Britton for one second before continuing.

Ahead it said that a Scottyard spy had been caught.

It became apparent that this was a Scottyard gossip operation.

"Isn't that a big failure? At the very least, the only way to save him is if he dies and the information doesn't leak to Britton."

"He was the head of a fine secret detective."

"Report to your father and restructure the spy net."

I grabbed the lower end, but I didn't give it much information.

However, those who know how many faces there are need to be let out.

There is more to engaging in other countries' tasks.

In the words of Vinzent, one of them turned to the report.

"But now we have a plan…………."

"Even if the disturbance subsides, it has not solved the underlying problem. Currency rates will not be back to normal soon either. I was wondering if I could pay them back their debts."

"Still, don't take longer than I thought. I don't have a choice."

Vinzent shook his legs in frustration.

This has been happening since yesterday, and I have been struggling to sink something expensive.

Maybe even a slave.

Vinzent thought of that.

A while later, a man visited the mansion.

It is Roger Blair of the Blair Chamber of Commerce.

"I'm not in that mood right now"

"I heard you got a century-old delicacy……………"

"If it's a centuries-old delicacy, I just recently got it. And many."

Having said that, Vincent allowed Roger inside.

The president of one of Britton's leading major chambers of commerce wondered what the product was.

"Thank you."

"I don't need a compliment. Get to the point."

"Yes, as a matter of fact, adventurers came to sell magic items about this morning. That's an unprecedented item."

It would naturally be Scottyard that the merchant would sell in first.

It is more likely that they will buy it at a higher price if they sell it into something that has gold.

If they say no there, we go somewhere else.

All the more so since the current situation is devaluing Britton pounds.

"The product will be this ring"

That's a diamond ring.

However, as much as it is a magic item, the true price is in its grant effect.

"How dare this one. It has a 15% increase effect on all abilities. No. I was wondering if this would be great if 10% was the best so far."

Vincent is surprised by Roger's words and stands up unexpectedly.

Roger took the surprise favourably.

Successfully appealed to the product.

But it wasn't.

Vincent put on the ring and checked the effect, he was furious and stuffed to Roger.

"You! Where did you get this?

Roger wanders over the unexpected reaction.

"Well, like I said, the adventurer brought it in."

"Edgar!"

The brave Edgar called to Vinzent takes the necklace he was wearing.

And I handed it to Vincent.

"This is a magic item sold into Grago yesterday. All stats increase by 12%"

That explanation alone makes Roger understand everything.

"No, we don't mean that!

Magic items that go up 15% crash the value of magic items that go up 12%.

This means that the Scottyard that bought it will have lost a fortune.

"I know. It's another guy who's making fun of me."

The person who sold this item.

Or whoever's behind it.

Asked by Vinzent, Roger explains the look.

"I don't think it's easy enough to identify, but let's just let it investigate."

That's how the butler answered and left the room.

"I'll make sure you get your reward for making Scottyard cocky!

Vincent left the ring to his wrath and hit the floor.

When I left the Bank of Britons and started walking, I was called from where I was.

"Ashtar!"

Looking back, the usual four people were running over here.

They won't stop there when they get to me.

Hey.

They jumped at me like that, and I was screwed.

Mostly to Jemmy, a warrior of idiotic power.

"What the hell?"

"You're the one who spoke here, aren't you? I heard rumors. You came out at the right time."

I'm not so sure about Jemmy's answer.

"Thanks to you, my readiness has been wasted"

Tiriza was completely armed. No, all four of them.

Apparently, he was going to challenge the Dark Temple.

That's pretty reckless.

You must have heard the disturbance was resolved before you left.

So I called it off and came here.

"How the hell did you do that?

Euphiria asks intrigued.

I look around.

People are sparse, but I don't know where or who is listening.

Sometimes I can't tell the old lady.

"Isn't that just what we're talking about here? I'll explain next time."

After Euphiria was convinced that she was "right," she smiled in full.

"Anyway. Thank you so much"

"I told you. I said I'd do what I wanted. That's why I don't care."

Blocking my words, Euphoria embraced me.

"Yeah. I really want to say this. Thank you so much."

That could mean they were all cornered.

If that's what I'm saying...

"dkuoo, dhu, mv."

I answered, and then I let him pull my face.

Apparently, he was more upset than he thought.

"That seems to be the case to this extent. Looks like you're still undertrained."

Tiliza raises her hands and openly sighs.

His face was just burning.

Both Jemmy and Iris were laughing.

The problem in this country has not yet been solved.

But I thought I could laugh about it now.