"Lord Viscount, I think I need to remind you that your current financial situation is at a precarious level."

In the study of the castle of the lord of South Risifus in the city of Rebelion, the treasurer of the council of Reberion stood in front of Viscount Robinette, who sat behind a desk in cherry wood, and the old man, who was meticulous in his attire and countenance, pushed the crystal monocle on the bridge of his nose, and continued:

"With your two embezzlements earmarked for trade in the Reberion market, we can no longer conduct daily trade with neighbouring towns, and many members of the council are somewhat ...... about this Discordant sounds. “

"Many of the essential day-to-day tasks carried out in your territory have also come to a standstill due to lack of funding, and the maintenance of law and order in towns and cities is starting to have problems."

"The Adventurer's Guild and the Wizards' Guild have refused to submit your next quarter's taxes."

"Other than that......"

"That's enough."

The expressionless young aristocrat behind the cherry-wood desk interrupted the treasurer's rambling:

"Those two special funds will bring a multi-fold return in the near future, and the current situation is only temporary."

The treasurer looked a little embarrassed when he heard this answer:

"The members of the council ......"

"I am the second son of the Conrad family, the Viscount of the Kingdom, the lord of the fiefdom of South Richsyus, and I am not obliged to explain anything to them."

The lukewarm attitude of the young aristocrat dispelled the idea of the treasurer wanting to speak, and the old man who put away the crystal lens on the bridge of his nose withdrew from the study in a familiar manner, and the black-robed man who had been waiting outside the door for a long time immediately entered the study.

The old man, who had been the treasurer of the Reberion Council for more than twenty years, glanced suspiciously at the black-robed man who had walked into the lord's study with his hood over his face before leaving.

Judging by this person's attire, it shouldn't look like someone who can enter and leave the study of Lord Siphus of South Rim......

The purpose of his visit this time was actually to euphemistically express the dissatisfaction of the Reberion Council with the lord's embezzlement of two special funds, the decline of official relations with the Adventurers' Guild and the Wizards' Guild to freezing point, and the recent series of events that affected the stability of local order.

Most of the councillors' estates were also in South Rissyphus, and the recent turmoil in the land would undoubtedly cause the value of these lords' estates to depreciate rapidly, so the councillors, who were extremely unhappy about it, elected him as the treasurer to report on the financial situation of the realm.

I hope that if the young nobleman said that, after receiving several times the return of the earmarked funds, he could give back to South Risifus and alleviate the current dilemma of the shortage of funds in the council office......

After entering the study, the black-robed man cautiously poked his head out of the doorway, and when he saw the treasurer of the Reberion Council walking away, he quickly locked the door behind him and began to check all the corners of the study that might be hidden.

"It's just you and me here, what are you trying to do......"

When the black-robed man tried to get under the belly of the cherry-wood desk, Viscount Robinette, who had been squeezed out of his chair, said unpleasantly.

The black-robed man, who seemed to have not noticed the young nobleman's face, pouted his ass as if he hadn't heard it, knocked on the floor under the desk to make sure that there was no hidden compartment there, and then tried to open the drawer of the cherry desk with a shy face.

"I'm sorry to move your legs, Viscount."

"Don't go too far!" The anger on the young nobleman's face could hardly be concealed.

"Okay, okay!"

The black-robed man, who had already put his hand on the handle of the drawer, shrugged his shoulders and retracted his hand:

"You have to understand the danger of doing what we do, after the enactment of the Kingdom Slavery Abolition Act and the Racial Equality Act, our business has become more and more difficult, not to mention that this time the goods are extraordinary, and you don't want your money to be wasted due to negligence, hey, you don't know how much effort we have to spend this time to ......"

"Don't talk nonsense." Viscount Robinette, who was reluctant to be upset, interrupted the black-robed man's chatter, "I just want to know where that 'cargo' has gone now. ”

"In another city of the Urals, bordering your territory, my men are in the market, where your goods will arrive in about a week."

"Why don't you trade directly to Rebeline?"

"Because in this business, there are always guys who want goods but are not willing to pay any money." The black-robed man who found a chair in the study and sat down replied frankly, "As soon as you pay the rest of the payment, someone will tell you where the goods are." ”

"Then how can you guarantee that you won't run away with my goods after receiving the rest of the payment?"

Faced with the young nobleman's questioning, the black-robed man reclining on the backrest said lazily:

"If you can't trust us, you can send trusted men to the market of Ural Cheng and mine, and pay the money and deliver the goods with the other."

"Then follow the second method you said, two weeks later, at dusk today, I will send someone to the market in the city of Ural to trade."

With a little thought, Viscount Robinette made his choice.

"You must be careful when transporting the goods back, because the goods seem to have a fairly good status in the clan this time, and the warriors of that race are looking for us like crazy, and given the friendly relations that the kingdom has deliberately maintained with that race, I think it will be difficult for you to bear the consequences of the revelation even in your capacity......"

The black-robed man, who was about to get up and leave, turned his head and said to the young nobleman again.

"Thanks for the reminder." The young nobleman bowed slightly, "In return, you should also know that the hounds of the kingdom's anti-slave trade department seem to have sniffed your tracks, and have sent letters to South Rissyphus, asking the contemptible people to assist them in apprehending you. ”

"Hey, it's these haunted bastards again, thanks for the reminder, Viscount, it seems that we need to do business in another place."

The black-robed man left the castle through a secret door, and as he had come, the servants and servants of the places he passed along had been sent elsewhere early.

After sending off the black-robed man, Viscount Robinette leaned back in his chair tiredly, and only after a long time did he pull the rope beside his desk.

In less than a minute, a well-dressed valet stood in front of him and asked if the Viscount needed anything.

Following the direction of the young nobleman's finger, the manservant carefully picked up the flawless transparent container on the cherry wood desk.

"Take this thing to the auction house, pledge no less than a thousand gold coins with them, and if they ask where it came from, say it's my family heirloom."

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Just as the manservant was about to leave the study with the immaculate transparent container in his hands, Viscount Robinette behind him hesitated and stopped him.

"Summoning the Captain of the Guard, Reinhardt, from Santan, has an even more urgent task for him to do."