Chapter 226

When they returned to the inn, Sen and the others joined them and were in the middle of a meal.

Just looking at their faces, you could see they were tired, so I wondered what the hell they were doing.

“You don’t have to worry about the goods. After looking around, most of the merchants are in a hurry.”

After all, they were no different from inns in that they were doing business with adventurers, so it was natural, but the problem was not whether they could trade.

“About the price negotiations? In this situation, I think it’s enough to be beaten.”

Even if you don’t care about this case in the slightest, if you can get an upper hand in bargaining just by putting off a little discomfort, that’s because you’re a merchant. Because the timing was the right time, if you made a deal with an adventurer, your neighbors would notice.

“You don’t have to worry about that either. It can be said that it is the result of the trust and negotiations we have built up in the city. Ahaha!”

Still, Sen answered confidently and smiled, as if the jjambab of being a native adventurer was not a decoration. Seeing that the other guys weren’t particularly nervous about her rants, it didn’t seem like there was anything to worry about. At least one of the concerns seems to have been resolved, and Mr. Gin lightly asked a question as he settled down among the people drinking at a leisurely pace, thinking that it was fortunate.

“So, did you do well in wanting to investigate?”

“Yes, I’m still scratching the surface, but I’ve picked up some information I need right now.”

As a result, there were more issues to think about, but I didn’t bother to tell them.

If this is really an issue related to Envelde, we should not intervene, but rather step out from the city or the royal family in the name of dealing with the remnants of the rebel forces. In the first place, the royal family would not overlook this case, seeing as they steadily accumulated karma stacks for the purge of Envelde.

However, it is a different matter for the city of Englem and the people who manage it. If it had been a simple raid, they would have asked for help from the capital in order to get the defense cost, but now they are ostensibly mere thieves, and the city’s defenses have been breached in ways they didn’t expect or knew.

Looking at the results alone, an obvious lack of ability. It is unknown what kind of relationship he has with the royal family, but it is clear that if he has been negligent in making friendly gestures, he will face a backlash and the level of royal intervention will come in.

So, after seeking cooperation from the guild and hiding responsibility, they are trying to deal with it on the adventurer line. It would be much cheaper to give profits to the adventurers’ guild than coercion from the royal family. If you set up a hypothesis like that, it seems that a rough picture is drawn.

“What are the gains and losses of that bastard’s political arena?”

In the midst of it being hard to take care of myself, I was really sorry for the reason why this kind of thing kept getting tangled up, so I unknowingly brushed my hair and muttered, but in fact, the 1,000 and one Eldmia in my head were more worried about the future than lamenting about their own lives. was showing great interest.

The reward for the secret request that Sen was talking about was by no means a small amount. However, assuming that most of the previous hypotheses are correct, no matter how high the pay is, it is infinitely pitiful compared to the benefits that those who are obsessed with protecting their rice bowls will receive.

There, the guild leader Grondzel, who had been active as a guild leader for decades and made friends with many people, played a big role. Contrary to the outward appearance of an ordinary retired middle-aged male adventurer with moderately long gray hair, he was one of the most successful people in the city.

The problem is that all of that was not the result of honest and sincere activities, but the result of collusion, extortion of commission fees, and bribes based on the wealth accumulated by reducing wages under the pretext of a large amount of work.

His head was extraordinary, but he was definitely not a person who could be called clean, and he took action with the same attitude about the attack that occurred this time. The royal family held the responsibility for the management of the city built on top of an ancient underground waterway very seriously, so there was nothing particularly difficult about it.

The look on the lord’s face when he heard the news that the bandits had entered the city through a waterway that had been neglected for years and tried to plunder it failed and committed a massacre in the process of fleeing was a spectacle that would be remembered for the rest of his life. Including the moment when he heard what Gronds-El had suggested and turned bright.

They deliberately distorted the story and hired people to spread false rumors that money-obsessed adventurers aided the bandits during the raid. Using that as an opportunity, he helped some inns and merchants to collude and received a portion of the profits as commission. It left huge debts to nobles and high-ranking officials. The amount of money left over for burial and funeral expenses was also quite good. To Grondzel, this raid was nothing more than a goose that lays golden eggs.

So did the thieves who drove the goose.

For some reason, the passage of the underground waterway that allowed them to sneak in from the outside collapsed, so they were trapped in a maze-like waterway. At first, he was going to get rid of it as it was to build up his achievements and gain fame, but Gronzuel came up with a way to suck even the thieves to their very marrow.

Under his plan, the location of the thieves was intentionally hidden, the city was under blockade, and the remaining adventurers continued to spend money until the situation was sorted out. Grondzel was planning to solve the thieves at the right time and issue a large number of low-paying quests to adventurers who were in need of money, and the profits generated there would of course become his personal property.

It was good up to that point, but the problem was that there was no suitable tool even though the cleaning time was approaching.

There was only one reason why it was difficult to organize the bandits. sword user.

I don’t know where he got it, but the thief boss had that precious treasure and he failed to control it. Gronds-El didn’t have any ill feelings about that fact.

Rather, I was grateful. Thanks for making my job easier. Right now, I’m just trying to get rid of it because it’s used up. There was no personal feeling in it.

As I was thinking about it, an adventurer whose skills were verified from the outside came in at an amazing timing.

The head of the capital’s guild said that an adventurer who was so highly regarded that he would directly guarantee his trust was Eldmia Ega. As soon as he heard that he did not come alone, but was accompanied by 10 other adventurers, Gronzuel’s head spun rapidly.

However, even though he offered a reward that would light up the eyes of a normal adventurer, he refused the request. Listening to the story of the staff, it seemed that the cause was so much loot that it was loaded on the back of eleven horses. It wouldn’t be comparable to the amount Grondzel had suggested, but adventurers were originally mostly people who didn’t prepare for the future once their stomachs were full right away, so there was nothing they couldn’t understand.

Then it’s enough to make you hungry. Grondzel had no intention of letting go of the tool that caught his eye at the right time, so he began to think about how to make them sway with impatience as soon as possible.

Among the information sent by the head of the capital’s guild, there was a message about ‘different ways of thinking and precautions for unexpected actions’, but he didn’t care.

It was a disaster brought on by the confidence that people can cope with anything according to their own theory that people are the same in the end.