Episode 125
Chapter 1
It wasn’t a long time.
What happened in the underground gambling den.
Why is Harold Lynch, a master inspector who used to relieve stress by working as a dealer, so pensive?
Just 5 minutes.
Five minutes would have been more than enough time to hear that story.
“… … .”
Roland Lynch, the leader of the Continental Battlefield, and Colin Brosnan of the Ascendant branch.
And even Roland’s closest associates.
Everyone was silent.
My head was already in a mess, and now a major accident has occurred.
A situation where two bad news coincide.
After another two minutes, Harold opened his mouth.
“… … I’m sorry, Father.”
Everyone present felt the sincerity, but it didn’t matter.
It’s a whopping 400 billion.
No, 400 billion gold isn’t the name of a dog house.
To lose such an astronomical amount of money gambling.
And they say they do it.
I’m sorry… … Rani.
That’s something that should have been said a long time ago.
A situation where everyone is speechless.
In that situation, Roland was staring at his son Harold with deeply sunken eyes.
What is he thinking?
What punishment will Harold receive?
Roland Lynch said.
“I’m sorry… … ? You really speak so easily.”
“… … .”
Although his voice was calm, his tone was deep and his voice was heated.
“People make many mistakes in life. From those mistakes, there are lessons to be learned, and from those lessons, the world is created.”
Roland was just angry.
“You reached the level of master at the age of 35. At that time, you seemed to have the whole world at your fingertips.”
“… … .”
“I still remember. At first, you studied magic, but since magic didn’t suit you, you changed your path to swordsmanship. After that, you realized that you had great talent with swordsmanship. You learned from your mistakes. Do you remember the first thing you said to me when you became a master?”
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“… … I remember, Father.”
Harold Lynch is not stupid.
If you were stupid, you wouldn’t be able to rise to the position of master, so you could say you were smart.
“You told me that you would use the power of the Master as a tool and that you would use that tool to elevate the Continental Battlefield to a higher level than it is now. I was proud and impressed by the way you chose the Continental Battlefield over all the titles from other countries. And all of that happened just two years ago.”
“… … .”
“I want to ask you for the first time. Was everything you said two years ago a lie?”
“Absolutely not… ….”
Roland stood up from his seat.
Although he is not a master, he is the leader of the continental battlefield.
In the area of commerce, where the political landscapes of each country are fiercely intertwined, what was the reason that the continental battlefield was able to exist in a unique way by declaring neutrality until now?
It’s simple.
It’s just that each and every one of those who have served as Jangju up until now has been extraordinary.
Edward Lynch, founder and former leader of the Pre-War Movement.
And Vaughn Lynch, the former leader and father of Roland Lynch.
And the current owner, Roland Lynch.
Edward Lynch planted the seeds, Vaughn Lynch spread the manure, and Roland Lynch weathered the storms and reaped the fruit.
He, who was like that, was angry now.
“It looks to me like you’re trying to destroy this continental battlefield. Are you serious? 400 billion gold?”
“… … .”
“Tell me the first rule of continental battle.”
“It is the sincerity of God.”
It was an answer that came out reflexively, but Roland was not satisfied.
Harold noticed the gaze and quickly continued speaking.
“Trust, sincerity, and principles. The continental battlefield follows trust and sincerity, and takes them as its principles. Do not take excessive advantage, do not be unfair, and also be fair.”
The conference room was quiet, and Harold’s voice echoed through it.
“That is the principle of sincerity and the most essential ideology of our continental battlefield.”
“however.”
Harold raised his head at Roland’s words.
“The guy who knew that lost an astronomical amount of money, 400 billion.”
“… … .”
“Do you know why the underground gambling den was created?”
“Yes… … I know.”
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Underground gambling hall.
At first glance, it may seem like you could get rich quick, but the reality was different.
The Continental Battleground has never made a profit since it started operating a secret gambling den.
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That doesn’t mean I’ve ever seen a deficit.
It may be ironic, but it’s the truth.
It was the same in regular casinos.
Although some people lost a small amount of money, not a single person went bankrupt.
If there are those who have gone bankrupt, they did not use the gambling facilities of the Continental Battlefield, but rather went bankrupt while gambling at other facilities or privately.
“The secret gambling house is a kind of service facility. It can be said to be a kind of entertainment given to those with power among those who use the Continental Battlefield. We pursue making money, but we value the process more. That is why the Continental Battlefield has survived until now and why it has been able to dominate the business world until now. You knew that, but you were still greedy.”
The reason why the Continental Battlefield did not use gambling as its main weapon.
This is also simple.
Even if you don’t make a lot of money from gambling or anything like that, you still earn enough.
To maintain neutrality, you must not make enemies, and to avoid making enemies, you must not be hostile to anyone.
It’s basic and it’s core.
Harold couldn’t bear to look into Roland’s blazing eyes.
The Continental Battlefield is different from a commercial group that simply pursues profit.
A continental battlefield with the purpose of giving to those who don’t have it, showing the way to those who don’t know the way, and making people realize the value of money.
How my heart raced when I saw that ideology as a child.
But now, everything has gone wrong.
‘I feel possessed by a ghost.’
Although it is not said, since this is a game where money is wagered, there is an upper limit.
The line is up to 5 million gold.
But, I never dreamed that I would get a royal straight flush for 400,000 gold.
It was clearly rigged to make it a two-pair, but Rotipple?
Honestly, I still don’t know what happened.
The problem is that the 400,000 became 40 million at that moment.
It must have been a mistake.
I guess I did it roughly because I was having too much fun.
I thought so.
So I tried to ignore the cap and get the money back in one go.
And lost.
oh my god.
Who would have imagined that Rotipple would appear three times in a row?
That’s how the 400 billion was created.
I had no idea what to do.
Just, I opened my eyes and my nose was cut.
That guy, that kid, was a total devil.
I realized it too late.
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“Reflect on your actions until I call you back. We will discuss punishment later.”
That was the end.
The leader of the continental battlefield.
Roland Lynch left with just those words.
Harold didn’t ask where they were going, but he knew.
That kid.
I guess he’s going to go to that kid who tricked him with his ridiculous tricks.
Phew.
Harold let out a sigh without realizing it.
* * *
Exactly 7 minutes after being guided to the VIP room.
All sorts of services were provided, such as bringing out snacks and drinks, but I wasn’t particularly impressed.
I turned my gaze to the employee who was carrying the refreshments.
“How long do I have to wait?”
“……yes?”
“It seems like quite some time has passed, but no one has come.”
It’s a really strange feeling.
“This location is also a secret room. Are you by any chance trying to sneak a peek here?”
The staff member spoke to me with a serious expression.
“The Continental Battlefield is not that kind of group.”
He shrugged.
I was just joking, but why is he so serious?
As I turn my head, I see Dean Gray standing diagonally as if he is escorting me.
Not caring, I turned my head the other way this time.
The teacher is sitting with his legs crossed on the table, not on my shoulders.
As soon as our teacher met my eyes, he asked a question as if he had been waiting for it.
[It’s strangely leisurely.]
“Do you see it?”
Did you feel a strange sense of deja vu?
[I remember the first time I went to the Adventurer’s Guild.]
He chuckled.
When I first met Aveiro.
I threatened the guy.
To be exact, I would say it is a threat.
The current situation feels strangely similar to that time.
[Looking at your attitude and appearance, it doesn’t seem like you came here simply to seek an instructor. What are you thinking?]
I’ve said this before.
Smart people think one step ahead without having to explain everything one by one.
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Master, you are the smartest person I have ever met in my life.
Being smart also means being quick-witted, but even if I can fool everyone else, I can’t fool my teacher.
Now that we’ve gotten this far, let’s talk a little more seriously.
“This may be a bit of a random question, but do you remember?”
[what?]
“The first number of students.”
Academy.
It just occurred to me that if someone saw me, they might think I was really obsessed with the Academy.
Of course, I can’t deny it.
Actually, I was obsessed with the academy.
If we look at the reasons, first of all, I did not graduate from the academy in the past.
It’s not that I didn’t do it, it’s that I couldn’t do it.
Because I ran away from home.
I’m trying to do what I couldn’t do then… … It may seem that way, but strictly speaking, that’s not it.
The reason I am obsessed with this academy is simpler than you might think.
I turned my head slightly.
Master.
I looked at our teacher and thought for a moment.
The Master created all the conditions for the human race to be at the top of the pyramid, and created a world in which humans can live with smiles up to this day.
There is ‘almost’ nothing left in the world by such a teacher.
Even the name was not known.
He was only known as an ‘unnamed helper’ who helped establish the ‘Teslan Empire’.
I feel ungrateful and disillusioned with the human species itself, but it is too late to consider the crime.
The only thing that such a teacher created ‘directly’ was the Academy.
I said earlier that there are almost none, and this academy is the only one that falls into that category of almost none.
The Teslan Empire that was created in the past?
That wasn’t made by the master.
So I have no attachment or interest in the name Tesla.
But the Academy is different.
The Master’s wish was to create a future and a world where people could live with smiles.
It is a relic containing such things, and the only real trace left in the world by my teacher, a great hero.
That he was alive.
The only trace that can tell that I existed.
That’s the academy.
That’s why I’m obsessed.
It doesn’t matter if other places are dirty, broken, trashed, and covered in filth.
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I don’t care and I just don’t care.
But it’s not the Academy.
That should never happen here.
Getting dirty? I can’t stand it.
Falling apart? I can’t stand to see it.
Even if it becomes dirty and falls apart, the subject must be me, the teacher.
Other guys have no stake in this academy.
Because this academy belongs to the master.
Because this place must be clean and noble, and must remain the center of the world.
however.
“Don’t you remember?”
The teacher, who had been staring into space silently, answered my question again.
That too in a tone full of longing.
[It was an unforgettable number. 50,000. 50,000 people.]
It may come as a surprise, but that’s a huge number.
