Hearing the words of the suddenly arrived Fente, all the members of the Goddess Glass Chamber of Commerce went from expressing surprise to alarm in an instant.
Fante and Gloria first forced the criminal who created a fake identity to buy Gloria a domicile in Karafrog, and then the two invited the Chamber of Commerce of the Goddess of the Glass to join them to sort out the scheme behind the deal proposed by Gerian.
The deal offered by Gerian was not something that the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce could immediately believe.
In such a situation, the fact that Fente's proposal was not even to deal with Zhelen, but to deal with his supporters and earn a fortune from it, was even more incredible for the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce.
Not to mention the fact that both Hans and the sub-head of the chamber turned their heads in horror when they heard that the Archduchess of the South Sylhet might be behind the proposal - outside the window, in the center of the city, far from the city, on a towering peak stood the old castle, the residence of the Archduchess of the South.
The reason why the Goddess Chamber of Commerce was still willing to negotiate with Fente under these circumstances was because of the profits made from the sale of golden autumn apples and because Fente presented the contract he had made with Gerian in the presence of a notary and told them that they could wait until the Goddess Chamber of Commerce he won't make sure that everything is in order.
Fente also appealed to the Goddess Cup to investigate the Gerian supporters, stressing that this was not a simple case of fraud, and that, although, in all likelihood, it was a ploy by the Archduchess of the South for some purpose, suspicion that this was the work of a spy who had infiltrated another country could not be ruled out.
Once this is done, the people from the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce will also think about why so much effort was made if it was a simple scam.
Thus, the people from the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce will also voluntarily join the fight to prevent cheating in the future.
That's what Fente assumed, and in fact, the reaction of the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce was exactly what he expected.
After all, if everything had gone as Fente suggested, the Goddess Cup would have benefited greatly from this deal.
As a matter of course, the Goddess Cup looked forward to the opportunity to overtake the other chambers.
Even if it was a dubious deal, if it was possible to make a huge profit, the Divine Cup would not miss it.
As it turned out, Fente's suspicions were correct.
Having managed to interest the people from the Goddess Chamber of Commerce, he took the following action - first to prove the existence of a human, Gerian.
Fante and Gloria arrived at the Ulendor Bar shortly before sunset and told the clerk that they wanted to contact Gerian.
As Fante had expected, Jelyn didn't show up at the bar regularly every day, and the clerk explained that it just so happened that Jelyn didn't show up today.
Shortly after sunset, Jerian appears in the bar.
Fente and Gerian were chatting about uninteresting business topics, and it was decided that an investigator from the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce would secretly watch them from a nearby place.
Over the next few days, the Goddess Chamber of Commerce will examine Gerian's wealth to determine if the deal offered by Fente is true.
Someone behind Gerian's back has to control the situation.
And if there is confidence that someone is in control of the situation, then there must be some kind of scheme that cannot be stated directly.
In this case, the Goddess Chamber of Commerce could easily figure out what was going on inside.
However, there was one problem.
"Isn't it too late?" said Gloria, returning to the hotel on the evening when the Divine Cup Chamber of Commerce launched an investigation into Gerian's family.
The problem, as Gloria said, was time.
Even if Fente's suspicions were completely correct, there was a high probability that the timing was wrong, and there would be no chance to benefit.
No, I believe that some benefits can still be obtained, to a greater or lesser extent.
It's just that these benefits might not have prompted the Goddess Chamber to act on the scale of the Chamber.
It would be difficult for Fanta alone to earn a thousand gold coins on this deal, and then she would be tied up by a cheap mother and sent home as a young lady.
However, it is also unlikely that such a large adventure, in which, most likely, you will have to invest all the money, will allow Fente to divide the remaining free time into investments and business.
If the Goddess Chamber of Commerce made a quick decision and went ahead with the plan, there would be untold benefits to be gained, and the attempts that Fente saw behind Gerian's back and against his entourage were deals that would be won or lost on how soon they were concluded.
"I guess it's too late. I think it's too late, that's why I'm going to appeal to the Goddess in the Chamber of Cups."
Leaning into the faint candlelight, Fente poured into his glass the wine he had bought at the bar.
He looked into his glass before taking a long sip of wine.
Gloria, sitting cross-legged on the bed with the same glass of wine in her hand, looked at Fente with some confusion, having drunk the entire glass of wine.
"Is this chamber of Commerce really that good?".
"It's not about being good, there's a big difference between a traveling merchant and a chamber of commerce, if it was a small town chamber of commerce, everything would be fine, but this is Kalaverog, and you have to have a very sharp ear to get a firm foothold in Kalaverog. Like the conversations of merchants in bars or buyers in the market, it is impossible to have a branch in Calaveroga, let alone achieve such business success in Calaveroga, without collecting more information of this kind than the surrounding competitors. In this regard, the Goddess Cup Chamber of Commerce has done a very thorough job. It won't be difficult for them to investigate the case of a common man in Jerian."
By the time Fante finished, Gloria's glass was empty and she was drinking at a staggering rate.
"Well..."
"What happened?"
Looking at Gloria's empty eyes staring into the distance, somewhat detached, Fante at first thought that Gloria was thinking about something.
Only later did he realize that Gloria was already drunk enough.
She held her glass in her hand and slowly closed her eyes.
"You drink well."
"The wine is too attractive..."
"Well, it's a pretty good wine after all. You wouldn't drink such good wine if it was ordinary."
"Really?"
"When I have no money, I drink either bad wine, where grape pomace is already sticky like mud, or beer, which would be too bitter without sugar. Basically, a wine that is transparent and visible at the bottom of the glass is a luxury."
Hearing Fante's words, Gloria looked into her glass and, holding her breath, said.
"Wow, and I thought that this quality is ordinary."
"Ha, after all, you are an alchemist, of course you will see wine in the same light as an alchemical product."
Fente said with a smile.
Gloria's expression suddenly turned hard as soon as she heard Fente's words, she looked down and put the glass on the floor, then lay back on the bed and shrank.
Since it happened so suddenly, Fente could only stare in amazement at Gloria's appearance.
The situation did not suggest that Gloria was lying in bed because she wanted to sleep.
Fente remembered what he had just said and done, perhaps he had said something that upset Gloria.
"What happened?"
Fente couldn't remember what he said or did anything inappropriate, so he asked.
Gloria's silky blonde hair was pulled back to Fanta, and she didn't move a muscle; she looked like she was very angry.
Not knowing what to do, Fente desperately tried to think of something to say, and finally it came to his mind.
He thought about what Rhea had said to Gloria when she first met her.
"You're not angry because I called you an alchemist, are you?"
When Gloria said that she wanted to rely on alchemy in order to gain a firm foothold in Kalaveroga, Rhea replied without malice that it was impossible for an alchemist's student to earn a living in Kalaveroga with the help of alchemy.
In addition to this, in everyday communication, Rhea used her sharp teeth to say things that confused the listener....
Rey's ancient medieval women's notebook is a reality?
Fante couldn't help but recall a bard poem about the terrible story of an angry wife who kills her husband after a quarrel with him and confesses her innocence.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that especially."
However, Gloria still didn't move.
"You ..., how should I say it, are much better than many, even as a student in alchemy, no ... better to say, you stand out even among alchemist students... ...or how should I say it?".
Fente couldn't find the right words to describe it, which made him even more anxious and depressed.
Why couldn't he find the right words when he wanted to say that Gloria was already excellent?
While Fente was searching for the right words, the back of the blonde's head, facing Fente, finally twitched, after which a "heh" chuckle rang out.
Gloria rolled over and sat up, smiling at Fanta with an expression of disbelief.
"Your vocabulary is so poor that you really don't look like Leia."
"Oooh ..."
Fente reflexively remembered the woman he had fallen in love with at the inn when he was trapped in the snow.
At that time, Fante was ruthlessly rejected by this woman, and the reason for the rejection, as Gloria said, was that Fante's vocabulary during his courtship was so poor that even the love poems praising the love of his life at first sight were incredibly dry and hollow.
Gloria seemed to sense Fente's unpleasant and bitter past, and said with an incredulous expression, "Of course...".
"But this time it's really my fault, I couldn't control it for a while."
After hearing Gloria's next words of apology, Fente's attitude softened and he said, "I'm sorry."
"But I really don't like it, my hometown was destroyed by flying dragons, then during my escape, my distant uncle was killed by bandits, and it was someone from the academy who saved me then... In general, I have nothing left but alchemy...." said Gloria, looking first into the distance and then back at her hands.
"Although now it seems that my alchemy is only half everywhere."
Gloria chuckled to herself when she finished.
"Nothing at all."
"That's right."
Fente thought that in Gloria's presence he should talk as little as possible about this topic, but Gloria's voice in response seemed unexpectedly cheerful to him, and Fente decided to ask the question as he had intended.
"Wouldn't it be hard to be offended?".
Gloria didn't answer right away, she smiled a little ruefully.
The answer could be found out just by looking at the expression on Gloria's face.
"Isn't it great, after all, it's just a half-breed who has just started working in the industry, so I can still become more useful, how about this, boss, do you want to invest in me?".
However, watching Gloria nod her head in response with a forced smile, Fente felt very uncomfortable.
These words sounded in Fante's ears as if Gloria had completely dropped her hands.
It couldn't help but make him frown.
He didn't want Gloria to guess his feelings, so he tried to hide them by drinking.
In the end, Gloria dropped her head back on the bed and didn't say anything else.
Gloria must have been sleepy, but in Fante's opinion, the way Gloria looked made him feel abandoned.
But, of course, Fente did not wake Gloria up because of this, he sighed softly, raised the glass in his hand and drank it in one fell swoop.
"Nothing ...ah." muttered Fente, putting the glass on the table, getting up from the chair and going to Gloria's bed to cover her with a blanket.
Gloria's cheeks were flushed and she was sleeping defenselessly.
Fente was almost mesmerized looking at Gloria's sleeping face, but fearing that his fuzzy thoughts would become even more fuzzy, he turned around, as if shaking off something, and went to his bed.
However, when Fente blew out the animal oil candle and lay down on the bed, he was overcome by a feeling of regret.
Regret that he should have used the excuse that he didn't have enough money to choose a room with one bed.
Last night, because his thoughts were occupied with Gerian, Fente fell asleep again and did not pay any attention to the situation with Gloria.
And today, and in the future, I'm afraid the two of them will not have the opportunity to share a bed.
It's none of my business if she and Gloria are in the same notebook every day!
Fante muttered to himself, then turned his back on Gloria and took a deep breath.
Fente thought to himself that if his beloved horse was also here, he would probably shake his head, as if sighing to himself.