Section 1 Akin

In Eagle Falcon City, the royal city of Gruni, the president of the Scroll Chamber of Commerce, that is, Ah Jin, lives a busy and fulfilling life.

No matter how you look at it, Ah Jin is already a successful businessman. Relying on the agreement he reached with the church, Ah Jin had a monopoly on a large scale, which was a material with great potential. To put it mildly, if anyone were to use the teleportation scroll now, if that person paid ten gold coins, three out of ten gold coins would go into Ah Jin's pocket as a reward for his wisdom and cleverness.

But it's not all about it. The deal that Ah Jin chose not only has profits, but also status. It's no secret that the church is in dire need of money. Therefore, they naturally value Ah Jin very much, and it is very easy for a person who is highly valued by the church to achieve a status in society. In fact, no one who uses a teleportation scroll is a pauper. It would be easy for anyone to guess that Ah Jin's clients are either rich or expensive.

So from an objective point of view, Ah Jin is now completely a successful person with money and status. And even better, his business empire continues to grow.

In the morning, Ah Jin had just reached a long-term supply agreement with a group of foreign customers. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, an official from Eagle Falcon City came to the door with a tax rate question. By the time Ah Jin finally sent the guest away, he found that he was already sweating all over.

Well, as long as it's not winter, it's really hot and tiring to wear a full formal attire. Of course, the most important thing is that our Young Master Ah Jin is a typical big fat man.

Compared to when he first came to Eagle Falcon City, Ah Jin's waist circumference has increased again. Well, despite his admirable philosophy and insistence that obesity is a necessary trait of a businessman, in reality, obesity will always have some bad effects on a person's life. For example, one of the most typical characteristics: heat intolerance. Moreover, according to a deep-seated societal prejudice, fat people are inevitably discriminated against, albeit to varying degrees from person to person.

Because it was his own office, Ah Jin began to take off his coat so that he could cool down. It is a well-known fact that it is difficult for a person to control himself when he is undressed because it is too hot (especially in his own home or office). So Ah Jin took off until only a small close-fitting vest remained, and then stopped, contentedly standing by the window, blowing the wind.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, as if someone was coming. Ah Jin wanted to put his clothes on, but it was too late. The visitor pushed the door in without knocking, so at a glance I saw Ah Jin shirtless.

"......" Ah Jin recognized that it was one of his messengers who pushed the door in, and his face changed directly. Although Ah Jin was a very kind merchant, a kind merchant did not mean that he could allow a servant to come in without knocking - and he also saw an indecent image of him shirtless.

"My lord......" The messenger was also dumbfounded. He remembered that his master was resting in the office at the moment, but he didn't expect Ah Jin to be shirtless. A fool can also understand that his recklessness angered his master. As with all such things, if he can't give a reasonable explanation, then it means that he will soon be unlucky.

In this day and age, there was no such thing as "unemployment insurance" or "worker protection". It's just a matter of one sentence for the boss to tell you to get out.

"My lord!" anyway, he stretched out his head and shrunk his head, so the messenger simply let it go. "Somebody sent you a letter and he said that when you see it, you will know it immediately. ”

Of course, there is no need to let the master know about the fact that the messenger gave him two silver ories.

"Bring it!" Ah Jin said unhappily. As the messenger handed over the letter, Ah Jin glared at him fiercely, his eyes resting on the words on the envelope...... Then he recognized the handwriting in the next moment.

"Who sent it?" Ah Jin's face changed and he asked urgently.

"My lord, it's a stranger. ”

"Okay, you go out. Ah Jin waved his hand, and the displeasure just now was gone. Now he didn't care about blaming his men for not knocking on the door.

He opened the envelope, revealing a very short note inside.

"Ah Jin, I'm in a small town on the outskirts of Eagle City, near the barracks...... See the letter and bring your carriage with you...... Ashrufat ......"

Ashrufat...... He gasped. If he was not mistaken, Ashrufat had gone to the Realm of Chaos, leaving behind a bunch of family members to take care of him - where did he need Akin's care? The Countess Marianne was herself a noblewoman with both the skills and the connections. And the person of Ashrufat...... The assets left behind before leaving were rich enough, and until now, Ah Jin had not noticed anything that Ashrufat's widow needed him to take care of. Except for delivering the dividends to their homes on time - but that's the duty of an honest businessman.

That's right, it's the widow - the reason why this term is used is mainly because Eshurufat has gone to the Chaos Realm, and on the other hand, Countess Marianne insists that her niece has completed the marriage with Eshurufat, and is no longer a "fiancée" relationship. Ah Jin regretted it, because he felt that Ashrufat must be finished this time. Although Ashrufat was a very good person, after all, the two parties were not together at the time, and Ah Jin did not have time to dissuade him from doing the stupid thing that amounted to suicide. Falling into the realm of chaos is a stupid thing that amounts to suicide. Over the years, how many spies have been sent by the church and the government to try to find out what is going on in Chaos? But how many have returned?

Soon, the porter on the first floor heard shouts coming from upstairs. They quickly confirmed that it was President Akin shouting down from the third floor.

"Prepare the car, I'm going out!"

Ah Jin hurried to the door, but before he could go out, he was stopped by a maid.

"Your Excellency, your lunch ......" she held a tea tray in her hand, which was full of various kinds of snacks.

"I'll come back to eat. Ah Jin replied, and he rushed out and took two steps back, picking up a delicate double-layered cream cake on the tea tray, and said as he ate it. "Prepare me a roast chicken...... Steaks, and jelly. Oh, and with my favorite cream cookie, remember to double cream!"

He ate his cake as he rushed to his car.

When a person has money, the quality of life will inevitably change. This is also true for Ah Jin. As everyone knows, Ah Jin came to Eagle Falcon City in a mail truck, but now he has his own carriage - and more than one.

It didn't take much time for his carriage to reach the gates of the city.

The guards at the gates didn't stand in the way—many of them knew Ah Jin, the upstart of Eagle City. It was enough for Ah Jin to just poke his head out of the car window. After confirming the identity of the owner, Ah Jin left the city without hindrance.

It wasn't a long trip, and soon, the town mentioned in the note was already in front of Ah Jin.

It was lunchtime and there weren't many pedestrians on the streets. Ah Jin poked his head out of the car and looked around. It only took a few seconds for Ah Jin to notice a figure approaching the side.

The man was wearing a filthy brown cloak with a hood covering his head, and his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood. In particular, the cloak was only brown now - no one could tell what color it was.

Under the other conditions, Ah Jin would probably think that this is a roadside homeless - even if it is the wealth of Eagle Falcon City, such homeless people are common, and it is not surprising. But this time, his gaze rested on the homeless man.

"Akin!" he heard a familiar voice calling from under his cloak.

"Ashrufat!" Akin's eyes widened. The low-hanging hood was lifted a little, and below was the familiar face of Ashrufat. "You ......"

"Old friend......" Ashruphat gestured. Ah Jin quickly realized what the other party wanted to say, so he immediately ordered the coachman to stop.

"My lord?" the coachman turned his head and looked at his master with a flattering smile. "You want to park?"

"Yes, I'm going to talk to a friend. Ah Jin said. "Come here to pick me up in two hours. If I don't come, wait here for a while. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

So after a short while, the two of them entered a tavern in the town. It was a typical country tavern, with rough utensils, thinly lit napkins, and a warm but vulgar atmosphere, which was a favorite of the lower classes of day laborers, domestic servants, and peasants. So when Ah Jin appeared at the door in his full formal attire, he was immediately warmly welcomed by the waitress. He was greeted like a VIP seat, a small box on the second floor, and the waitress did her best to wink at him. Of course, the hostess also looked at Ashrufat, but only at that. In her opinion, this is a typical scene of a peasant in the countryside coming to the door to find a wealthy relative in the city, and the rich relative does not want to refuse the old friendship on the one hand, and on the other hand, does not want people to know about it, so he chooses this kind of place as the place to meet.

"Just serve good wine and food, but don't let idle people and others disturb the uncle. Ah Jin casually threw out a few quillies, and the waitress took the money with the most respectful and flattering smile, and then quickly disappeared.

Gioli outperformed the best stimulants, and in a short time the table was filled with the best food and wine this country tavern could offer. The hostess tried her best to find a chance to stay, but in the end the attempt failed.

Now, there are only two people left in the room. A rich man brings his poor relatives here to enjoy a big meal, at least without making people suspicious.

"Ashrufat, are you back?" When the door closed, Akin's face instantly lit up. "What happened?"

"Ah Jin, I'm glad you're here. I thought you'd forget about me. Ashruphat smiled and took off his cloak. Ajin had thought that Ashrufat was disabled or that something bad had happened to him, but everything seemed to be fine.

"What stupid things am, am I that kind of person?" called Akin. "If you see your friends that way, then you're really looking at the wrong person. ”