Chapter 113 – Ep.113 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
“Wow… “Is this really okay?”
“How should I know, idiot?”
Siron responded to my worried words harshly, picked up a snack from the table and put it in my mouth.
Mumbling.
A magic that disappears as soon as you put it in your mouth.
Smith rated it very highly…
No, not this one.
I looked closely at the lively moving video on top of the glass piece, which was estimated to be so expensive that I couldn’t even imagine its price.
At first, I didn’t think it was very threatening because its overall size was very small. However, as the time for the territory battle got closer, the distance narrowed, and now it was so clear and close that even the faces of the soldiers could be seen.
The expressions on the faces of those who would soon be fighting Kernax showed that none of them were scared, and they were staring straight ahead with fierce eyes as if they were filled with some sort of determination.
Immediately after the images of ordinary soldiers passed by, figures of enormous stature far exceeding the soldiers’ height, mounted on horses fully armored in steel barding, appeared, holding spears with stern faces.
It was because of them that I expressed my concern.
Just the sight of it being reflected indirectly feels incredibly intimidating, but it is obvious that those who will deal with it directly will feel even more pressure than I am feeling right now.
So even if I try not to worry, I can’t help but worry.
Fortunately, Siron and Gienna on either side of me reacted calmly throughout, so my heart, which had been pounding with worry, seemed to have calmed down a bit.
If I was with people like me, the set synergy would have been triggered like [Smith
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Someone knocked on the tightly closed door.
―This is Nyaho. Is it okay if I come in?
“Ah yes. Come on in.”
The door opened silently, and Nyaho came into the room with several people behind him.
At first, we thought they were guests other than us, but it wasn’t, they were simply people brought by Nyaho to clean up the snacks on the table.
They came silently with Nyaho and collected the snacks and tea sets on the table. Others who were waiting behind came in and set up new snacks. Only one person remained by the door, and the rest bowed their heads to us and quietly left the room. Went out
At that time, Siron, who had been looking closely at the table, looked at Branch Manager Nyaho, who was standing next to the sofa, and said.
“Do you have any alcohol?”
It is also a poetic theory.
This easy-going personality has no mercy and talks to people other than me.
“From dark beer to Brubon wine. “If there’s anything you want, let me know.”
Nyaho smiled and answered.
“Then, dark beer.”
“All right. If other people have any special requests, please feel free to let us know.”
I thought for a moment about Branch Manager Nyaho’s consideration.
Should I just order a beer too?
No matter how much I think about it, I’m too nervous and nervous to see it with my head, and my lower abdomen starts to ache.
But I also thought that in a world where ‘God’ actually exists, praying while drunk and with an ungodly attitude and spirit could have negative effects.
“I am okay.”
“The person next to me… ?”
The Nyaho branch leader asked Mr. Giena very carefully.
“Are you okay.”
“… All right.”
In response to Giena’s answer, Branch Manager Nyaho slowly nodded her head with a slightly stiff face.
The head of the Nyaho branch gave a glance to the woman standing by her door, and she quietly left the room. Not long after, she returned with her frosted wooden cup, placed it carefully on the table, and returned to her original position.
“Wow, I know you have a lot of money, but you gave me this to drink, right?”
“Sure.”
When Siron asked, pointing to the wooden cup from which cold air was flowing, Branch Manager Nyaho smiled softly and nodded.
“If you drink this as is, do you think your teeth will break? Ah, that means it looks that cold.”
“Hoho, the magic tools we have are a bit expensive. And would they have served something like that to their guests? So please eat with confidence.”
They are obviously having a very light conversation with each other smiling, but why does the atmosphere become heavier the more they talk?
Siron and Branch Manager Nyaho closed their mouths for a moment and looked at each other as if glaring.
Then, Siron twitched the corner of her mouth, took off a heavy pouch from her waist, put it on her table, and said,
“But they don’t do betting or gambling here?”
“Of course we are working on it.”
“But why is there no explanation? “It’s time to start soon.”
“Sorry. “I was so excited to have precious people here that I missed that part.”
The Nyaho branch leader bowed her head to Shiron with a smile on her lips, and only then did Shiron’s twisted smile return to a somewhat normal smile.
Hmm. They can’t be that cute in bed, so how can they be so easy-going when they go out?
Of course, that is also the charm of poetry.
In addition, there is no need to worry too much because Shiron surprisingly acts selectively depending on the situation and target. Good examples would be Amela and Ardella.
Anyway, that’s not important now, it’s a gamble.
“Shiron. “Wouldn’t it be a bit weird to bet on something like this?”
You’re betting money on something that depends on people’s lives.
It’s still a culture that has some high hurdles for me.
However, in response to my reaction, Siron clicked his tongue and raised his voice at me.
“You idiot. Do you think that bitch Kernax will lose?”
“Absolutely not.”
Even though I thought I could get hurt, I never thought I would lose.
“Then, of course, I have to throw away everything I have and walk there.”
“… Huh?”
Am I weird?
Does it suddenly happen like that?
Siron clicked his tongue at my reaction.
“Was there no ritual like this in your tribe?”
“You can tell by my reaction, but I think it probably won’t happen. Siron.”
I don’t know when gambling began to be called another name, ritual, but it seemed necessary to hear about it in more detail.
“What do these bastards who bet on gambling hope for?”
“Yeah… “The one who bet money will win, right?”
“Okay. “That’s it.”
Siron looked at me with an expression that said, ‘You understand now, right?’
I’m sorry, Siron. So what is it?
Why don’t you tell me too?
Did you read my mind?
“… Therefore. In a bet like this, the stake is the size of your faith. “I guess this is proof that my faith is strong enough to risk this much.”
“You’re right.”
The Nyaho branch leader, who had been quiet, received Siron’s words.
“Besides, if someone suddenly puts up a huge amount of money, people naturally tend to flock to the person who made the bet, thinking that he or she is confident of something.”
Surely. No one would gamble a large amount of money without any information.
“Well, those who see someone who has bet a large sum of money and place their own large or small bets on the bet pray sincerely to the god they each believe in that the subject of the bet will win, at least for the money they have staked at that moment. Of course, I don’t know if there is a God who will listen to such prayers, but at least the mere fact that there are people praying with me gives me comfort.”
“Surely… “I guess so.”
I didn’t know it had that kind of meaning.
I was a bit embarrassed when I heard Siron ask me to put up all the money, but after learning what it meant, I understood why Siron had asked me to bet money.
But there is another problem here.
Such a scum, Smith Shen.
How can you not carry a piece of copper coin with you?
Damn it. Come to think of it, since I was in Mallingta, the number of times I carried money around was so small that I could count on one hand.
I spent most of my life in this world just running errands and staying within the guild, so why should I carry money around?
Even Siron and Kernax after making money on their own. In addition, Ardella joined in, so there was no situation for me to spend money.
It was only after I said this to myself that I realized that I may have recently reached the peak of my life.
I’m in a relationship with beautiful women who I wouldn’t dare talk to on Earth, and all of those lovers are so affectionate that they even listen to everything I want, pretending they can’t resist.
This is the positive function of this world… ?
I’m only thinking about it now, but I think I’ve thought about my family three times since I joined Siron until today.
Well, that roughly means that I am happy now.
Anyway, that’s the point.
That I am penniless without a single coin.
Shiron clicked his tongue again as he watched me fluster.
“I didn’t even think you had money, so just be quiet.”
“If it’s money, it’s me.”
As I sat quietly next to her, Mr. Na placed one of her heavy pockets on her table.
Looking at its size, it was smaller than Siron’s pocket, but what was this feeling that it seemed somehow heavier?
“What. “Did you have money too?”
“I always carry an emergency fund with me.”
Ms. Giena looked at me and continued her words.
“Actually, I was always worried because there wasn’t much I could do for you compared to the bow you gave me, and I hope I can at least give it some value with this.”
In summary, does this mean that I should not be burdened and spend my money thinking of it as my own?
Well, have you seen such a kind forest elf?
Knowing that the act of giving money to someone else, no matter how much money was in that pocket, is a very difficult act to do, I just silently conveyed my gratitude to Ms. Na with my eyes.
The corners of Ms. Na’s mouth rose slightly as she caught my gaze, but she quickly returned to her straight, straight lips.
“It’s really fucking bad.”
“Write it. Siron. “You have to use your words nicely.”
“… “It was beautifully written.”
Perhaps because I was taking Mr. Na’s side, Siron pouted her lips and made a slightly pouty expression.
Shit.
When I think of Kernax and the soldiers, I should never think like this, but what a sulky theory. It’s so cute.
If it had been just the two of us, I would have hugged you right away.
I secretly grabbed Siron’s hand and clasped it.
Only then did Siron’s lips return to their original cute little cherry lips.
“Hmm. Then the game is a simple win or loss. Jinyoung is Viscount Biorin. “Are you okay?”
I nodded and asked.
“Is there more to it than winning and losing?”
“There are a few more things. First of all, the ideology of both sides…”
“Ah, that’s enough. “Don’t tell me.”
Siron interrupted Branch Manager Nyaho.
“There are many things of poor quality in this kind of work where life can easily fall apart. So, I hope you don’t wonder too much, Mr. Smith.”
Mr. Giena helped.
“Sorry. Since I am a merchant by nature…”
In addition, the head of the Nyaho branch even apologized to me.
Because the atmosphere was like this, I couldn’t say anything more.
“Rather than that, can you quickly check the stakes and let me know below?”
“I will do that.”
As soon as Nyaho finished speaking, the woman standing next to the door came to the table and grabbed Siron’s pocket.
“Two gold coins. “It’s 30 silver coins.”
“There is no such thing as a money ghost.”
Siron spoke quietly as if admiring the woman’s words.
It looks like he guessed the exact amount in his pocket.
The woman who received Siron’s confirmation put her pocket in her arms, and this time she picked up the pocket that belonged to me, posted by Mr. Kiena.
Startle.
Instead of the woman opening her mouth, she looked at the Nyaho branch leader with a puzzled look on her face.
“Branch manager…”
Branch leader Nyaho turns to us.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
With those words, he and the woman took a slight step back.
“You. “What did you put in there to make it look like that?”
“I put in what was always coming in as activity funds.”
“War chest?”
Just when Siron tilted her head and was about to ask Mr. Na for a more detailed answer.
“… “This is a really rude question, but are you really going to use everything in this pocket to bet?”
Branch Manager Nyaho’s face was stiff.
As she smiled and made that kind of expression, she naturally became curious about the contents inside.
But I never asked that.
“Yes. “I’ll bet everything.”
“… All right. And once again, I apologize for asking such an impolite question.”
This time I thought I knew why she apologized.
That might be the same reason why I didn’t ask about the contents of that pocket even though I was curious about it.
Firm belief that Kernax will win.
The contents of that pocket will come back to me intact anyway.
If you’re curious, it’s never too late to check it out when it’s back in your hands.
But for me to check the contents of that pocket here would only prove that my faith in the victory of Kernax and the soldiers was shaken.
She probably knew that, but she probably only asked because it was such an unexpectedly large amount.
Branch Manager Nyaho nodded to the woman standing behind her, who very carefully packed her pockets into her arms and then quickly left the room.
And immediately another woman came inside and took her place.
“Good. “Then it seems like everything is roughly finished.”
Siron came out, reached out with his free hand, picked up a frosted glass of beer, and made himself comfortable on her sofa.
“Let’s take a look at our second child’s skills.”
