Tonight， Your Wife Will Be Mine. 27

Chapter 27 – 2. Marginal Reconstruction (7)

“What a merciful wife you are!”

Oriane looked at Rome with a blank expression. He broke through the awkwardness like a protagonist in a tragedy with an exaggerated voice. Fortunately, he had given the Marquis a debt in case of such an occasion, so he could have been fooled if he was good at it.

“Mr. Poincare.”

“Yes, old?”

“That’s right. As you may have already figured it out, your wife doesn’t know that you helped the vice-count launder money. If you show any sincerity, I believe you will continue to do so…”

Rome cleared her throat several times as she brought her clenched hand to her mouth, then rolled her eyes. He drew attention by acting the epitome of a corrupt official full of thoughts of extorting bribes. In the meantime, Oriane, who has finished grasping the situation, can deal with it.

‘Ma’am!’

‘Ah, got it!’

Oriane, who made a light sound by shaking her fan, recited a monologue in a convincing voice.

“I think Sir Dior is thinking about something wrong…”

A sensual beauty is muttering while covering her mouth her. A mysterious atmosphere radiated to the point that even the fierce question immediately before seemed like a strategy. Even so, if it was Marcel, he wouldn’t have blinked an eye, but things were a little different now.

“I think the money the vice-count stole is still intact in our stronghold safe.”

“… !”

“Anyway, the slave trade. The manager of the northern branch of the Lucerne store is not such a shameless person. It’s been a while since Sir Dior came to Le Moin, so I wonder if he’s misunderstanding something.”

The lithe voice of the graceful wife never hurriedly tried to press quietly. The ears of her were ecstatic, but there was no time to enjoy it in the yard immediately driven into a corner.

“Note, I don’t know if this is a presumptuous opinion, but… !”

Marcel was sweating profusely. Now, in front of Rom, who was starting to set her mood with her chin resting on her clasped hands her, and Oriane, who was pressing down with her quiet authority her, she was on the verge of realizing her own life and carefully word by word. Spit out

“Your words are so right! Maybe you’re misunderstanding something…”

“Ah?”

“Oh, maybe! Maybe!”

Rom frowned. He was rather expressionless when he was really angry, but now was the moment when a play like this was needed. Even a slight distortion of the expression could have a remarkable effect.

“Don’t be so mean, Sir Dior.”

Oriane pretended to soothe Rom. As she glanced at Marcel through her wide-eyed eyes her, she became more and more immersed in her theatrical play her, as if it was unexpectedly in tune with her temper. Thanks to that, the man who was the general manager of the northern branch of the Lucerne store almost fainted.

“It could be wrong, right? Maybe the embezzled funds came home on their own feet.”

“Yes, yes!”

The initiative was entirely on the side of the two of them. Realizing that this was the turning point, Oriane faked a yawn. After that, she recieved the main point in passing.

“Because our Marquis Command is in a pretty remote place…”

The interpretation was simple.

“It will take quite a while for the gold coin friends who left the house to come back.”

Spit out the money you ate.

“Am yo, um yo! I’m sure it’ll be back in place in a month!”

I’ll return it in a month.

“I will return home soon after giving birth to the wife and child I met outside!”

I’ll give it up with interest, so just spare my life.

“One month?”

A month seems a bit long.

“I must have heard the wrong day, right?”

Give it back within a day.

“Wait, wouldn’t it be too urgent for the gold coin friends to come back in just one day?”

No matter how difficult the day is.

“Sir Dior, it suddenly occurred to me that somehow you were right…”

“Aww! No! No!”

“Is it not?”

“Boo, this Marcel thinks that what your wife is worried about is that the runaway gold coins won’t come back properly! So, if you don’t mind, give the small person the right to help those children go home comfortably!”

We will guarantee payment. Please give me a little bit of an ending.

“Oh, I can’t help it. It’s not someone else, it’s the words of the branch manager of the Lucerne store. Then I’ll try to believe this one more time. Mr. Poincaré, who has a lot of bones in the upper world, of course he won’t forget the contract.”

Are you going to write a contract?

“Yeah, that’s okay.”

I will write.

“I don’t know how much our children will pay because I haven’t counted them…”

How much money

“Go, there will be three hundred Gauls.”

Outline three hundred in gold Gallic coins.

“Didn’t you say you ran away for a while to start a family outside?”

How much interest

“Yeah, but it is.”

Calculate.

“Because it is not so easy to get married in an era where celibacy is prevalent these days…”

Have some side dishes.

“I think it might be about thirty.”

If you take care of it, I will give it to you beautifully.

“Write!”

“Hick!”

“Oh, Sir Dior must have suddenly fallen asleep and drool.”

Do you want to go see me again?

“I mean a thick thirty! Thirty like forty!”

I’ll give you forty.

“Should I ask what Sir Dior is thinking? …”

Call more

“… I think you would say that! This Marcel of Lucerne! I prepared forty like fifty!”

Fifty outlines.

“It’s not bad for 350 Rosengart gold coins.”

“Yes? Go, Gallic gold coin…”

Marcel shut her mouth, unable to finish her words. It was because of Rom who was glaring at me while she was dying to die. She might have been a bit more proud if it hadn’t been for the slighting of her a little while ago and the squeezing of her shorts of her.

It was bad for him in many ways.

‘You crazy robbers, you can exchange 10 Rosengart gold coins for 11 Gallian gold coins at the current market price… !’

Because it was the fault of the one who gave the number of cases to be caught in the first place.

“What did you just say?”

“No.”

“Okay, so let’s get past this.”

Oriane smiled. Somehow it didn’t feel right. It felt like it wasn’t over yet. And, sure enough, Marcel had to deal with the real enemy that was waiting after that, having exhausted himself with the Marquis’s wife.

“Mr. Poincaré, did you like the main subject?”

A knight of the central high family Dior.

“The casting arbitrage business directly managed by the royal family is so vast that it requires a different level of funding than before.”

He opened his mouth with a more relaxed and generous face, and began to strangle Marcel with his tongue three inches.

“As you know, there are not enough barns in Marquis Baekryeong due to a lot of things that have happened.”

It was a real point.

“I thought there would be no big problem if I got help from the Lucerne Chamber of Commerce, the Brullin Commercial Association, and the Britannia Trading Company.”

“Poetry, indeed, is considered the right decision.”

“Is that so? However, as you helped the sub-count’s embezzlement, it seems like we’ve been harmed. If you join the Lucerne Chamber of Commerce, it is certain that later, an inspector from the royal family will uncover your embezzlement case. Even words you don’t intend to throw away are a perfect way to die if your eyes keep stepping on them.”

Moreover, in the royal family, local Toho powers such as Marquis Baekryung are truly blind. So, like a hound that has run out of usefulness, when the money-mining arbitrage business is over, you will open your eyes and find something to complain about.

“Don’t worry. All the money stolen by Corbin the traitor will be returned to its place his. In the royal family, you will never hold your wife and Lord Dior accountable. In addition, if you permit it, this honest and trustworthy Lucerne Chamber of Commerce would like to make a good investment for the marquis…”

“The investment amount is 1,000 Rosengart gold coins.”

“Yeah, one thousand… !”

Marcel, who had been reciting Rome’s words, opened his mouth wide.

“This is one thousand, right?”

“Is something wrong?”

Certainly, Lucerne, where I belonged, was one of the largest merchants on the continent. However, as Oriane said earlier, one thousand Rosengart gold coins is a large sum equivalent to the monthly budget of the Margrave.

“Well, I’m sorry to tell you, but it doesn’t seem like an amount that could be useful in my line.”

“Is that so. It’s a pity, but then there was no talk of borrowing money from the Lucerne store…”

“D-Sir Dior! There’s no need to be in such a hurry!”

“I heard that the amount is not useful?”

“Well, yes, but…”

There is no good money making in this world. This is the first truth that a rookie merchant who has entered Sanggye must learn.

Making money is always difficult and hard work.

Therefore, a person with a gift should feel the value of it and know how to save it, no matter how much money it is.

But paradoxically, there are also once-in-a-lifetime opportunities.

Just as there is no easy way to make money, the guy who misses that opportunity is an idiot. And Marcel Poincaré has never missed those two iron rules and opportunities.

“Uh, isn’t there a good method called promissory notes?”

People who play money sometimes need to walk through life as a beast.

“Compared to the two of you, I have an extremely insignificant status, but I am still a branch manager who supports one of the pillars of the Lucerne store. If you accept it, we will guarantee it by issuing a promissory note corresponding to the amount you said in the name of our company.”

“Hmm.”

“You know? Honest! Credit! And Lucerne!”

Rom laughed. It was because Marcel’s acting like this was ridiculous. And again, his plan from the beginning was not cash, but bills. The reason he sold the name of the royal family to engage in fraud was to earn the necessary funds for trade.

“I’m glad. Mr. Poincaré’s personality is hot-tempered.”

The branch manager may look funny because he is like this. But isn’t Lucerne’s note welcome everywhere? Among other things, Rom was also drawing a picture of buying back all the goods necessary for the trade with the bill.

“Good. So now we just have to come to an agreement on one last remaining issue.”

“What, what else is left?”

“Ugh! Are you going to keep calculating like that sparsely?”

Rom shook his head. Oriane also helped with a word from the side, probably having fun now.

“It’s disappointing. I wonder if the Lucerne Company originally came out like this…”

“That’s right, ma’am.”

“Damn, why are you doing that…”

“Have you forgotten that I am a messenger for the royal family? Anyway, this is definitely a risky job, but I only want to be stingy with only one person silenced.”

Marcel was disgusted. He could not express it, but it seemed that the knight and his wife his were determined to make themselves broke.

“Gosh! I had completely forgotten about it for a moment!”

Anything else, he couldn’t help but turn around and ask.

“Of course, I have to take care of Lord Dior’s share.”

“Now you can talk a little bit.”

“How much will the distribution be for our driver…”

How much will it be

“In my dream last night, ten pieces of yellow gold came into my wallet.”

All you need is ten gold coins.

“Lord Dior? I even saw Rosengart letters written on the gold yesterday.”

To Rosengart.

‘Is it a couple scam? …’

Before long, Marcel’s pockets were completely dusted.