Flashing East Flashing West (4)
At first, I doubted my ears.
At the vulgar swearing used by commoners, Hoffman trembled and trembled, not hiding his anger.
"How dare you use such vulgar words against the president of Golden Bank! Count Fabius. Even if you're crazy, you're definitely crazy You followed Roman Dmitry, and you seem to have forgotten that you were laughing and flirting with me just a few years ago. you shut your mouth Before I rip you apart and kill you."
As he said.
Count Fabius and Hoffmann were not first seen.
It was a passing relationship, but Count Fabius tried to leave a good impression on Hoffmann.
"Beat."
Count Fabius chuckled and laughed.
With his legs crossed, he patted his feet and looked up at Hoffman.
"Hoffman. It's you who doesn't understand the situation. Dmitry did not succumb to the Kronos Empire, but instead defeated them. But what is 'only your guy', you act like you have an edge over us? Don't get me wrong. No matter how powerful the gold coins you hold in your hand, you know that the world cannot solve all problems by itself, right?"
squeaky.
got up from his seat
I usually didn't recognize her because of her smiling face, but her physique, which was stronger than I thought, caused a suffocating tension.
"Dmitry is defending the good in his own way. It's very divine. If you continue to speak hostile to Dmitry, we have no choice but to make a decision. Just like they slaughtered the troops of the Kronos Empire. In order to see the end of your bastard, you must choose a power that is more terrifying than gold coins."
One step closer
As the situation approached, the two looked at each other.
"I'm just saying this just in case, you don't believe in the Golden Knights waiting outside for your orders, do you? It's not like that. The president of Golden Bank wouldn't be that stupid. If so, what do you believe and act like that? If Dmitry decides to assassinate 'you', will it be able to stop it with the power of gold coins?"
" ?!"
Hoffman's eyes twinkled.
It was so different from what I expected.
I thought it would subside if I screamed in moderation, but Count Fabius did not back down like a man without a back.
Besides.
'As Fabius said. The Golden Bank cannot stop Dmitry's assassination.'
Dmitry.
Aside from Roman Dmitry, we have great players like Chris and Kevin.
There was no way to stop them by the masters who had been summoned with money.
Even the Kronos Empire, the most powerful power on the continent, failed to prevent Roman Dmitry's guerrilla operation and suffered the humiliation of being occupied by Rascal and Cortas.
It was frustrating.
Count Fabius.
The man who was once called the raccoon of Kairos, now swore allegiance to Dmitry.
He's not that aggressive.
I couldn't understand why a person who was parasitized by power and flirted with power came out to such an extreme degree.
The corners of my eyes trembled.
He couldn't avoid his gaze because of his pride, but he didn't even know that his disappointment had already grown.
widely.
One more step.
narrowed the distance.
In the distance close enough to feel the breath, Count Fabius looked down at Hoffmann with a fierce face.
Hey.
people said
Count Fabius.
Dmitry's raccoon dog is a typical strong and weak Kang (強弱弱強).
blast furnace.
If you don't intend to go to war with Dmitry, then close your eyes. This kid."
For Fabius, Hoffmann was classified as a medicine.
* * *
Hoffman went out.
Viscount Vincent couldn't utter any words hastily at the sight of him retreating as if he was running away.
'Damn it.'
A cold sweat formed on his forehead.
The initial plan was to raise his own ransom by competing with Hoffman and Fabius, but he did not expect Count Fabius to come out this strong.
My heart was pounding as I watched what was happening right in front of my eyes.
The way he treated Hoffman like a loan shark in an alley somewhere shocked him.
it was extreme
It was then that I saw Dmitry's true form.
'I made the wrong choice. Dmitry already has all the conditions for a great power.'
Like a shrimp lamp exploding in a whale fight.
Viscount Vincent killed its presence.
He didn't even tell Count Fabius to go out with an awkward face, for fear that sparks might ignite himself.
By the way.
widely.
Count Fabius sat down again.
Just looking at him with a bewildered face, Count Fabius, who had just shown a fierce expression, smiled warmly.
"Sit down. Now that the blockers are gone, why not have a serious conversation between the players?"
" that, what is that."
Viscount Vincent slumped and blinked his eyes.
It felt like the thought circuit had stopped.
The sudden change of Count Fabius was also a change, but he could not understand what the conversation was about.
Count Fabius said.
"Dmitry is not such a harsh country. Breaking with Golden Bank would have a direct impact on the Vincent family, so we can only talk about 'trust'. Of course, there should be some compensation. Of course, if you had chosen Golden Bank in the first place, you wouldn't have even had this conversation, but, as I said, Dmitry gives certain rewards to friendly forces. This is different from the bullshit people who only talk and promise the future together."
attitude has changed.
He was so friendly, I couldn't even remember how he had been yelling so harshly until recently.
"Vincent, Viscount. Be honest about your wishes for Dmitry."
Why?
At the warm welcome, Viscount Vincent was rather moved.
Dmitry's raccoon.
Because I know what kind of figure is hidden behind the smiling face.
I thought that it was very fortunate that Viscount Vincent did not turn Dmitry into an enemy.
* * *
Hoffman.
He returned to his home base.
The dazzling building and the servants who took great care of him welcomed the safe return, but he could not even see his surroundings due to his immense sense of helplessness.
President of Golden Bank. Throughout his life as a powerful man, Hoffman had never experienced such humiliation as this one.
always.
People liked him.
Due to the nature of Golden Bank, which had to remain neutral, there was no title of nobility, but nobility of any country bowed their heads to the name of Golden Bank's head of the bank.
The same was true of the Kronos Empire.
Even the greatest power on the continent recognizes himself, but against Dmitry, it didn't work at all.
angry
this problem.
It will not end with just one humiliation.
As rumors about Dmitry spread, it was only a matter of time before Golden Bank's status was eroded.
'The ancestors said If you are stuck in a real problem that cannot be solved even with money, then check out the secret of the Golden Bank that has been passed down from generation to generation. I hope this happens when I'm the president of a bank.'
messed it up
It felt humiliating and miserable, but Hoffman wanted revenge by any means possible.
Roman Dmitry and Fabius.
will tear it apart and kill it.
Golden Bank will have to prove to the world that it does not forget its grudges.
moved a step
The safe behind the study room was opened, and inside was the secret box of the Golden Bank that had been handed down from generation to generation.
Shh.
picked up a dagger
He pricked his finger and produced drops of blood, then dropped it into a hollow in the lock.
OK.
Hwaak-
rumbling rumble.
A blue light came on.
It vibrated like fire, and it wasn't hot at all, and Hoffman carefully opened the box with trembling eyes.
Inside was a short text and a magic communicator that could be connected somewhere.
of the Mysteries of the Continent.
People were suspicious of the sudden appearance of the Golden Bank.
They could not comprehend where they had come from or how they had achieved such great wealth.
but.
There was certainty that the first bank president was clearly unusual.
Hoffman heard the magic communicator.
And then.
" Mr Alexander. Your servant now greets you."
ancestor's secret.
Hoffman finally faced the meaning of Golden Bank's existence.
* * *
a month after that.
Time passed quickly.
As Roman Dmitry's scheduled time approached, the Marquis of Valentino visited Dmitry early in the morning.
7 o'clock in the morning.
"Did Roman Dmitry come out of the workshop?"
"You haven't come out yet. If you are resting in the reception room, I will contact you as soon as I come out."
I know. You must be the first to contact us."
In the words of Hans.
The Marquis Valentino showed a desperate expression.
His face, as he kept looking back, had a faint feeling as if he was looking at his first love.
8 in the morning.
"You haven't come out yet."
Yes.
9 o'clock in the morning.
Still ."
Yes.
10 o'clock in the morning.
Perhaps ."
"You haven't come out yet."
Every hour.
The Marquis of Valentino found Hans.
As time went on, his expression faded with disappointment, but he had no intention of giving up or going back.
The month of waiting for Roman Dmitry seemed like an eternity of time for the Marquis of Valentino.
It was painful.
I was convinced that Roman Dmitry would definitely create a great piece of art, so I spent a lot of time with pain and patience from then on, to the point where I stayed in my room every day and waited for today.
Today is.
It was time to see the results.
He was very thin after a long wait, but his eyes shone brightly.
"I can't wait in the waiting room any longer. in front of the workshop. I will wait for Roman Dmitry-sama to open the workshop door and come out, so please guide me."
"Impossible."
No, I'm just going to wait... ."
"I'm sorry, but I can't grant you this request."
Hans refused to compromise.
in front of the workshop.
It was forbidden to enter except for officials.
The Marquis of Valentino was compelled to spend time in the reception room, and although he had obviously arrived early in the morning, he could see the sun setting outside the window.
An ominous feeling creeped up.
After an endless wait, the door opened, and his face filled with joy was dyed with disappointment at once.
the man inside.
He was Hans.
"It looks like we will have to wait a few more days. Once you return to Kairos, we will contact you as soon as Master Roman arrives."
no! I will not go back!"
The Marquis Valentino was adamant.
He said.
"I will stay in Dmitry and wait. So, call me as soon as Roman Dmitry appears."
Valentino.
His persistent obsession ended the day without any income.
* * *
A few days have passed.
As the scheduled time had passed, Hans felt worried.
'What happened to you?'
Meantime.
I worked in the workshop several times, but rarely missed the scheduled deadline.
It was ominous.
As the Marquis of Valentino, who visits Dmitry every day, asked how well Roman Dmitry was, the ominous imagination gradually inflated.
When about 5 days have passed.
Deciding that he could not wait any longer, Hans accompanied Felix to check on Roman Dmitry's orders as long as he did not disobey.
"Mr Felix. Can you tell me what is going on inside the workshop through magic?"
Okay.
It was a last resort.
The workshop thus arrived.
Felix immediately raised mana.
'Sensation (感應).'
There was no special magic.
It was to let the mana flow and feel the mana inside the workshop.
If there were no problems, the vitality of mana would overflow, so at least that was enough to confirm life or death.
By the way.
Felix opened his eyes.
As soon as mana penetrated into the workshop, a shocking feeling was delivered.
" hey, what is this?"
inside and outside the workshop.
It was a completely different world.
While it was so peaceful outside, a huge amount of mana was causing an explosion inside.
" What the hell is going on inside?"
trembling eyes.
Felix looked at the workshop, lost in his mind.