Chapter 228 – 52. Voice. (2)
After reaching the top 10, Allen’s biggest concern was, of course, the formation of an alliance.
The southern village boy Charlotte-Mercenary Corps and the Water Mage Pickbas-Mercenary Corps joined the Allen-Mercenary Corps union, but honestly, the situation is such that the two cannot say that there is an alliance anywhere. As a matter of fact, one of the two is currently almost non-existent power.
Of course, if Allen accepts anyone regardless, the seat will be filled quickly… , Union is the face of the 10 rivers. If someone just accepted it, his reputation as the representative of the federation could be jeopardized, as well as his qualification for the round of 10. Historically, there have been quite a few cases of being kicked out of the top 10 due to a messy union…
As much as it is a position where you have to put your heart and soul into each one, Allen has no choice but to suffer from a headache.
So, if he wanted to be a mercenary group that met the conditions, he would push in, but no matter how he reached the top 10, he was not a sword emperor or a non-ghost, and there weren’t too many guys who would cringe under a newcomer. To be honest, the mercenaries that are said to be going well have a lot more experience than Allen at the latest.
After all, money isn’t much to be desired anyway, and usually a lust for power arises. However, if you enter the alliance, will the representative of the alliance, the top 10, want to make the guy working under him a top 10? Of course, I try not to do 10 and try to pamper them more.
In a word, the top 10 coalition is also that the good and ambitious guys generally refuse to join. That’s why it’s getting harder to find a good looking guy.
In such a situation, it was as if the appetizing rice cake rolled in front of his snout on his own.
Good luck Rick.
The sense of touch is the Prophet Alloa.
Her eyesight is that of a blind saint, Aude Noon.
The sense of smell is Saint Monua.
The person with hearing there was Rick, the lucky man.
To put it simply, a guy with narration stuck in his head.
It seems that he has been rising to prominence since several years ago, and he even got the nickname “Lucky man”. They receive whatever they want regardless of the mission, and it was given because success often follows by chance. Even the treasure chests and labyrinths he found were already out of hand.
If someone you don’t know for sure sees it, you can only describe it as luck. … But Allen knew it was the help of the voice in his head. Probably the only person on this continent who knows that, aside from the lucky guy Rick himself, is Allen, the money demon.
So, as soon as Allen saw the agency sales proposal accidentally sent from him, he smelled a strong smell.
The smell of great money!
In addition, the Rick-Mercenary Corps had no shortage of unions. It’s a little too much to go up to the top 10, but it’s still possible to grow up to a mercenary group with a reputation.
Of course, even without money or conditions, just the presence of Rick, who could hear his voice, was enough to have his mercenaries.
If the money ghost sees the status window, the lucky person is the same as listening to the explanation window.
Found… !
It’s like a slave a professor could use… , No, it was very similar to the appearance of finding a college student. The insidious professor is determined to take the naive guy to graduate school by any means…
So, the two men finally met in the drawing room.
The guy named Rick the Lucky One wasn’t much different from what he saw in [Guild Master].
A height one head taller than that of Allen, who is on the fairly tall side, a muscular body specialized in bludgeoning, plus wide eyes and a shaggy beard like a bandit!
How wonderful!
Allen made a good first impression of her with a good laugh, then she hurried inside and shut the door.
“Nice to meet you. Are you Lucky Rick?”
Rick stares blankly at Allen’s kindly thrusting out her hand.
– Do not hold.
– Don’t catch me!
However, how dare the 10 Rivers extend their hands to the barefoot Danju!
[Strength: 51] [Agility: 47] [Stamina: 52] [Intelligence: 18] [Magic attribute: 22]
[Brightness] [Sixth sense] [Willness] [Curiosity] [Greed] [Sensitiveness] [Sensitiveness] [Insomnia]
(I have no choice but to ignore the cries of the voice not to grab it. I am a little anxious. I recognize the opponent’s first impression as good.)
In the depths of the guy who came along behind his pretty decent stats and traits, Allen understood that his voice seemed to be fiercely opposed to getting involved with him and his opponent.
… Quick-witted… !
He doesn’t know what he’s looking at and talking about, but he can’t back down like this.
“It is an honor to meet you. This is Rick Arthur.”
“A dignified one, a trustworthy one? Haha. Sit down.”
– Your destiny is twisted! Your destiny to eat comfortably and live well! Get into the vortex!
– What kind of future awaits you? This guy… , Ugh, don’t disturb, this damn tree… ! You too, one… !
And the voice disappeared.
Rick, the lucky man who had relied on his voice all his life, sat cautiously in his seat, anxious.
Allen gave a sales smile and said, “Come on,” And rubbed his hands lightly like a mean merchant.
“She sent me a proxy sale proposal…” She said. .”
“Oh, yes, that’s right. I found an old warehouse the other day… I packed some things there. Let’s see!”
The lucky one showed off the items she had spread out on her parlor floor. It’s not that great, but there were still a lot of things that mercenaries would like. Moreover, if Allen-the mercenary corps step forward and sell it, it will probably be sold like wings.
“Hmm.”
Allen stood in front of her antique and glanced at it. She honestly didn’t care if it was worth it or not. It doesn’t matter if it sells or not.
Apparently, with some help from the voice, things weren’t too bad. … However, when I read Rick’s heart, it seemed that he hadn’t solved the really important thing. It seems to be sold at a high price to Granzo Danju, a famous antique collector.
“The stuff isn’t bad.”
When Allen, the money ghost, nodded lightly and sat back in his chair, Rick, the lucky guy who had been following him around, also sat across from him.
“Then the proxy sale… ?”
“Okay, don’t do that. Now, here.”
Allen took out the contract from her arms and held it out. Commission is a percentage of sales.
It was a cheaper amount than Rick expected. Considering the nickname money ghost, I thought I would call it twice as much.
“I will do it like this.”
“Aren’t you bargaining?”
“How dare I.”
In fact, she didn’t even have the confidence to win the bargain. Because he’s not very talkative.
The money ghost looked at the lucky man who was signing. Then he received the contract he held out, with a crookedly ugly signature on it, and nodded lightly as if confirming it.
Then, silence followed.
Rick, the lucky man, was somehow burdened by the intense stare of Allen Danju, the money demon, and asked if it was okay to go back once it was over.
… Even so, there was a little bit of concern, emphasizing that fate could change if the voice intertwined with the other person.
Then, Allen opened her mouth in a heavy tone.
“Hey, do you believe in fate?”
“… Yes… ?”
“Fate, I mean.”
Coincidentally, Allen brought up the fate the voice had been talking about again.
If there was a voice, I would refer to it, but unfortunately the voice has not yet been heard.
“Fate, yes, well, I tend to believe.”
“Good. I believe in it too.”
“Ah, I see.”
“It may be fate that you and I met.”
Of course, Rick didn’t really think so.
He just found an agency to sell the antiques on his behalf, and that just happened to be the top of the Allen-Mercenary Corps.
If that is destiny, what is not fate in this world!
“I was looking forward to meeting you. They say you’re doing well in the middle of the fort. Speaking of lucky Rick, I heard that it has become a fairly well-known name now.”
It was the recognition of the great 10 lectures, not others. Rick shrugged his shoulders and twitched the corners of his mouth. Even empty words were words that could not make me feel bad.
“It is overrated. Compared to Danju, it is an infinitely lower name.”
“That’s how it all starts.”
The atmosphere between Allen and Rick was friendly. The lucky man was relieved that there was no such situation as the voice worried about.
“You’ve done a lot in just a few years, haven’t you? Do whatever you want with the missions. … It’s like seeing the old me.”
“It is my wish to work hard and become a person like Danju.”
It wasn’t really a lie. Allen Danju is an idol to the young mercenary troopers. Because lucky guy Rick wants to be in the top 10 like Allen Danzoo.
“Yes, if you work hard, you will be able to achieve what you wish for. You have a voice that always helps you by your side.”
At that moment, Rick stiffened as if all biological activities had stopped.
… … Just what… … ?
Lucky Rick looked at the money ghost with a blank expression. He’s just saying, maybe he heard it wrong.
“… Yes… ?”
Allen smiled broadly and spoke clearly again.
As if you didn’t hear it wrong.
“It’s the voice. It can only be heard by you.”
