Chapter 382 – Motivation
Me.
Mullin.
Homun.
And even Kalarir, who laughs.
Aside from me, four people who didn’t fit into the slums at all and had nothing in common with each other, sat in a secluded place with Milia in the middle.
Tai is glancing at me with a worried face from a little distance away.
“Distributing drugs. Running illegal brothels and clubs. Trafficking arms. Smuggling illegal animals. Selling state secrets. Hiya…”
Homun, who was tidying things up one by one, admired them.
“He was a pig who would do anything for money.”
“…”
Milia quietly nodded her head.
The more I heard of his evil deeds, the more he became a pig that was like a comprehensive set of crimes.
There are various types, but the size is not a joke.
No matter how big or small, he had connections with Sers’ aristocratic family and high-ranking officials, so the crime was completely covered up.
Even teenage families were prepared.
In Sers, they planted frakchi on their servants, who were more feared than the royal family, and were keeping an eye on their movements and escaping from surveillance.
“…Only. That must be an excuse.”
“…”
Homun continues talking happily.
“If the teenage family really put their minds to it, there’s no way they wouldn’t have figured it out even if they hid it well, right?”
“Oh~? Is that so~?
I don’t care now whether Kalalir’s words are correct or what happens to her.
What’s important to me is…
“Do you know gold?”
“Hmm? Hmm… The young boy tried to dig the silver burr with his own power, but his father must have ripped it off.”
I see.
It is also gold
I guessed it when I saw her hating real money the other day, but after receiving the guarantee, I sighed in relief.
“By the way, Gald ripped it off and dried it?”
“Well. He must have thought that there was no benefit because he was a merchant rather than a nobleman. But at least until now, he has never had a partnership with Greedo. Even with that, he must have done the minimum duty.”
A homun who clearly knows my thoughts and tells me. Thank you very much.
“So all the drugs are grown in this gutter?”
“Huh?”
Including Mullin, who was drinking, all looked at me in unison.
“The garden the kids grew up in. They’re all hallucinogenic drugs, aren’t they?”
“…!”
Milia nodded her head while looking at Homun with a surprised face.
“You knew.”
“I know when I see it. The dogs I raised aren’t just dogs…”
“It’s a fighting dog. It’s a species used for various spectators.”
“What? If you knew, why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
I closed my mouth.
There was a reason
There is no such job and I wondered what kind of money I was living in in a village full of sick people.
Instead, he said:
“I thought everyone was aware of it. How can we find food to feed such big dogs in a slum where they don’t even have enough to eat in the first place?”
“I heard that… It was negligent.”
Homun clicks his tongue.
“So. Should I explain? Ms. Millia?”
Homun’s soft voice.
She usually has a powerful voice, but it is a voice that seems to be considerate of others.
As befits a member of the hero’s party, she reassures Milia, her victim, and is properly considerate.
On the other hand, I don’t know what Kalalir is thinking.
Shall I lose and chase you?
“Like Instructor Dre said, this is the starting point of Christ.”
“Starting point…”
Milia continued her explanation at the Homun’s muttering.
Bondi Greedo was not wealthy from the beginning.
Even though it was basic as a nobleman, it was by no means comparable to Hart’s reputation as it is now.
I don’t know what the trigger was, but Silver Money paid attention to the dog’s area.
Manpower has always been a resource that has a certain effect in any history.
Especially in the dog area, the poor are even more poor, and the darkness, which does not even have an ID, is perfect for his business.
“Question. Didn’t all the people in the district have ID’s?”
“To be precise, there is no basis for being a resident of Sers. There is no reason to prove who you are.. You only have evidence that you were born in Enthiaer.”
Right.
In any case, Greedo, who slowly began to take control of the slums by releasing money and people, soon started his businesses.
He kidnapped young children and sold them all over the country.
He held a show using children and adults, and collected admission fees that exceeded my world standard of 100 million per ticket.
Even among the adults, those who were still in good condition were sold into slavery.
In particular, if the face was smooth, it was decorated and educated, and sold at a high price to aristocratic families. The same goes for small children.
He made men and women grow drugs and breed dangerous species.
There were many casualties in raising dangerous materials and creatures, but they did not stop…
“Wait a question.”
Homun raised his hand.
“There must have been a backlash by then? At least there must have been countless escape attempts.”
Her question reminded me of the bullies who blocked my way.
Those who prevent people from leaving the inside, not those who block greetings from the outside.
“There are many reasons… But the biggest reason is magic.”
Millia looking down at her own breasts.
We have already seen the Mana Stone embedded in her chest.
“It’s not for everyone, but I put restrictions on about 1/10 of the people in the gutter with this mana stone. Because of them, it’s no different than always watching.”
“When it comes to escaping, aren’t there people who go as soon as they make up their minds, rather than talking to someone and leaving?”
Yes.
There will be those who want to go out spontaneously, and that doesn’t happen with monitoring alone.
But this has already been answered.
“Yes. That’s why I ordered thugs to block it.”
“Aren’t those thugs also from the slums? They must have felt repulsive against the aristocrats who came to rule the streets that were well ruled, but why did they take themselves as servants?”
“It’s an advantage.”
It was a short answer, but Homun nodded his head in agreement about two seconds later.
Yes. People will break someday if you just drive them.
However, if it gives you an advantage.
What if I give you something that makes my eyes go round?
“There is a currency that only circulates in this darkness.”
“…Hoo.”
“The currency can be used in stores where Real Money Money cannot openly put on the name of Silver Money Company, and its value is enormous.”
It’s not that there haven’t been any escape attempts, and it’s not that there haven’t been any escapees at all.
However, each time people escape, the amount they receive decreases.
That’s a big problem for people in the gutter.
Not only the thugs, but all the residents of the gutter were paid a small amount.
That is why even those without the ability to work can somehow survive.
It’s already hard to live, but if the money you receive decreases, you will become more and more impoverished, and your anger will be directed at those who try to escape rather than real money.
“There’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to live better if you go outside, and Earl Silmoney has been constantly brainwashing himself into teaching that there are only hard things outside.”
“He’s a thoroughgoing guy.”
By that time, Homun admired, saying that he would have put in countless other safety devices.
“It also provides entertainment. For example, an arena where you can turn your life around in one hit.”
“Ha. You seem to be doing everything.”
Mullins groaned.
“There’s a factory down here. The drugs in the garden that Instructor Dre mentioned earlier are just a gimmick. A proper drug factory and an institution for educating and selling slaves… Everything else exists underground.”
The factory is managed by the Six Dragons.
Now I know why the people in this gutter are hopeless and helpless.
Even if he tried to escape and report it, half of the people in the slums were already collaborators, and even if he reported this while taking that into account, almost all high-ranking officials in Sers were on the side of Real Moneyver.
The residents of the gutter, which should be united, are only objects of suspicion due to currency and surveillance eyes.
Above all, as much as the residents of the gutter are tied up with money, a word from Greedo will make the gutter go wild.
“It’s really his kingdom.”
“Joy…”
At Homun’s words, Mullin drank as if it wasn’t fun.
“Okay? Then why don’t you tell me the most important thing?
At Kalalir’s words, everyone looked at her in unison.
“Much…?”
“First question. Is the only factory in this gutter supplying Count Silmoney’s goods?”
“…”
Milia was silent and that was her answer.
“I know this is a pretty good place~ Darkness is probably just the starting point. There must be factories here and there to supply the world’s demand~”
It means that even if this place is blown up, there will be no shaking in Christo’s property.
“What. Most of all the workshops and records in the dark have been destroyed by now, right?”
“…Yes.”
Kalalir looked at me with a coquettish smile.
Okay. Right.
This is my fault
She brought Seongguk in without thinking and gave him a warning.
I haven’t been able to completely dispose of it yet, and as long as Milia exists, I can catch any amount of small evidence, but…
“If there is no conclusive evidence, no proof that Silmoney was involved, well… He won’t be caught.”
Even so, the count is an aristocratic family that exudes an influence comparable to that of a teenage family in Enthiaer.
It won’t be easy to bring it down if there’s no on-site evidence. No, it’s not easy, it’s impossible.
And the problem is that even if he catches it… It’s just that he leaves Sers and restarts, and all that’s left is people with a low labor force.
Where will the rest of them go?
“Even if I put it in clumsily, those well-known connections will take it out.”
A homun who wiggles his feet with his legs crossed.
She said softly with a smile on her lips.
“From what I’ve heard, at least all three high-ranking nobles in Sers are his customers. They’ll try to get them out somehow, even for their own comfort… Or for later pleasure.”
That is also the reason Millia gave up.
Only real mother is not her enemy.
“That’s what I’m saying~ Probably all nobles are on the side of Earl Silmounver. Your Majesty, you’ve always treated the nobles including Silmounver as thorns, so if this is known, you’ll get a reaction anyway~ You know?”
As Kalalir shrugged his shoulders and said sarcastically, Homun shrugged his shoulders as well.
“Yes, you know. In Enthiaer, the kingship does not have precedence over the nobles.”
Even if it’s not a teenage family, it’s not easy for the royal family to deal with, even if it’s just nobles.
“Actually, as far as I know, he was released one day after spreading rumors that he was wrongly locked up with his connections while he was briefly detained because illegal elements were discovered in the business. You have to be careful.”
“Is that so.”
When did you check his detention records? Thinking about that, he chimed in.
“But with the help of a teenage family, the story would be different~?”
“!”
Homun stared at Kalalir in surprise.
“If we, Blizzard, can support Wang and Baron Dre, at least we can make sure they don’t go out of their way in this Serus, so that they can’t step foot into the darkness.”
“What’s the price?”
At my words, Kalirir waved his hand and said, “Oh my gosh.”
“What does Nuna want from you? The mindset of a prestigious family to genuinely want to help you and be merciful to the people…”
“…”
When I looked at him without saying a word, Kalalir erased the smile around his eyes and looked at me with only the smile on his lips.
“Let’s get engaged.”
“…”
“That’s fine.”
“Your father seems to be close with his real mother.”
“They’re using each other. Don’t worry. Father, no. I’ll convince you of all the troublesome things.”
Mullin and Homun look at us with dumbfounded faces.
“We’ll help you, Dre.”
“…”
Didn’t answer.
As the atmosphere became more profound, Homun clapped his hands, probably for ventilation.
“Now. There are more practical problems. You know what?”
Know.
“If you capture real money, the dark people become unemployed.”
“…Oh. I know.”
Homun opened her eyes wide as if a little surprised.
Okay. According to Millia, this darkness is the small kingdom of Christ.
And from what I’ve seen, the dark half lacks or barely has the ability to work.
Even if they disqualify Real Money, what will happen to them after that?
First of all, I will try to help spread the policy for them at the national level, but it probably won’t be very useful.
The darkness is wide.
I came to know about it recently, but it may be a combination of the sheep’s territory and the wolf’s territory.
So many people suddenly popped out at once, can the royal family alone handle them?
Even if you try to use the nobles, not just the royal family, will the aristocratic families who have suffered from the fall of Real Money try to help?
“Can you feed them?”
“…”
Does not exist.
I may have the power, but I have no money.
“Yes. So I’m going to make a suggestion.”
As Kalalir and I quietly turned our heads, she explained.
“Let’s negotiate with Real Money.”
“That…!”
Milia was about to say something, but she shut her mouth tight and bowed her head.
…Actually valid.
“You know Dre? It’s too difficult to completely dethrone Silmobu at this point. And this darkness in the process. And you never know what will happen to Milia or Ty.”
“…”
“That’s why I’m negotiating with Silmoney. At least I can’t influence this Sers, Enthiaer, and run abroad.”
“That…”
“I know. I don’t want to. I also don’t want to stay silent forever. But even if you use the mighty name value of you and Kitz, it won’t do anything as long as you don’t publicize everything with your own mouth.”
That is true too.
“He has several overseas bases. Losing Sers will be heartbreaking, but it won’t be a bone-breaking damage, so he’ll choose a reasonable path.”
The reasonable way was to leave a way to feed the people of darkness and then send him safely to a foreign country.
“Milia?”
“Yes.”
“I think this is the best thing for now. Of course, as I said earlier, I have no intention of leaving it alone forever. I will definitely punish it someday. Kitz probably didn’t know this because he was busy with other things, but once he finds out, he can’t stay still.”
I guess he didn’t know about darkness.
There is a possibility that the guy who only digs into the true demon lord didn’t know about this darkness.
“However, patience is required. Let’s make him lose Sers, his starting point, and gradually move on to eliminating his means of business.”
Silence fell.
“This is the best and most effective way to bully him, isn’t it?”
“…”
Yes.
She’s right.
But is it okay?
Even if it ends with that, it’s okay.
At least that way, real money doesn’t completely disappear.
Is there any guarantee of the future?
Besides, what about the remaining nobles who sympathized with him?
At that time. Mullin, who had been listening silently all this time, puffed, removed her mouth from her bottle, and groaned.
When I looked at her in unison with her behavior that didn’t suit her mood, Mullin stared at me.
“Let’s hear it. I don’t think it’s going to be easy to kick them out of Sers. It would be nice to have a ledger.”
Right.
“That’s right. To relieve stress. It’s time to move slowly.”
Homun said, but Mullin ignored it and asked me.
“So. What do you want to do?”
How
It makes me feel bad that he seems to be getting bogged down in a number of realistic problems after promising Milia that he will kill the real money.
I think I want to go and torture the real money right now.
It’s also because of Lewis.
And also to live a good life.
For Millia? Well… I don’t know.
But it was clear what to do now.
“…For now.”
He got up and broke her hand.
I’m stressed, but I need to get rid of my anger.
“Shall we start with the thugs here?”
***
“…What is he doing?”
“It’s still in the gutter.”
A handsome blonde haired man looking at a prostrate masked man.
A masked man with a very haggard face. Krache said earnestly.
“Dre offered to meet with me, but so far I haven’t heard from him. Due to his personality, if I mention the matter, he won’t tell me anything about it, so I myself…”
“No.”
Whoa.
A deep sigh escaped the handsome man, Leo.
“I’ll go myself.”
“! Ha-ha-oh-na-nim. He’s…”
“If you die, you die.”
It was hard to believe that these words came out of the cool and intelligent Leo.
But Leo seriously thought so. His life was not worth it if it was for his daughter.
He should’ve been like this from the start, but he was vainly proud, said Leo, closing his eyes tightly.
“It’s okay. I have the negotiation materials.”
“…”
“And, if he’s the one I’ve figured out, he won’t abandon the child.”
A few seconds later, Leor murmured nervously.
“Please, I hope so.”
At the end of his words, Leo stood up, and everyone else in the room followed suit.
“Let’s go.”
