Episode 93 Was That Today? (3)
He saved me, but he didn’t even say thank you and just asked me to buy him a drink.
Gillian couldn’t stand this brazen behavior any longer and stepped forward.
“Behave yourself. This is Baron Fenris of the Kingdom of Rutania.”
Then Claude said with the corners of his lips twisted.
“So what? I’m the type of person who lives like this. If you don’t like it, then kill me.”
Gillian frowned and said no more.
The way he rushed at me like a pig was strangely familiar.
Before meeting Giselle, I must have had that kind of look in my eyes too.
Jiselle, who had been watching the two, nodded as if she had expected this.
In her previous life, Giselle spent a long time with Claude.
No one knows better than Claude why he does that.
“You don’t have to be polite right now.”
“now?”
Claude frowned and tilted his head.
Jiselle just chuckled without answering.
But even though Giselle herself said it was okay, those who followed Giselle could not hide their displeasure.
He saved a person who almost had his wrist cut off, so he should have knelt down and bowed down to me, but it was only natural that he didn’t know how to be grateful and just kept lying down.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had wasted my time.
‘Why did the captain come to see that guy? He seems like a gambling addict.’
‘I don’t even know how to be grateful to the person who saved me.’
Giselle read the mood and defended Claude.
“This guy is having a hard time right now. Something big happened. He’s in a lot of pain.”
At this, Claude’s expression hardened.
“Do you know what I’ve been through? Who the hell are you?”
“Well, I just heard a rumor, so don’t be too nervous.”
Claude’s eyes grew even more suspicious after hearing the rumor.
The only rumors about him are that he is a writing teacher or a gambling addict.
But Giselle seemed to know what Claude had been through.
“Hey, don’t be nervous. You want to drink? Then I’ll buy you a nice drink.”
Giselle put her arm around Claude’s shoulder, pretending to be friendly for no reason.
Claude wrinkled his face.
I had just escaped from the gangsters, but this time some strange nobleman was after me.
I tried to escape, but there was no way I could overcome someone who could break a sword with his bare hands.
Claude was forcibly taken away by Giselle with a grim expression on his face.
The mercenaries followed, their mouths watering.
When Giselle came to Claude’s defense, there was nothing more I could say.
Only one person, Belinda, was squinting her eyes and glaring at the back of Giselle’s head.
‘It’s strange. Where do they find such unique people?’
All the people that Jiselle recruited were people who were lacking or inadequate in some way.
Even if you only look for people who are intentionally flawed, it wouldn’t be like this.
‘So now I’m a gambling addict?’
Belinda sighed as she recalled the faces of the people Giselle had gathered around her, one by one.
‘As expected, I am the only one who is at the top around you, Young Master.’
She shook her head and followed behind Giselle often.
Completely ignoring the fact that he himself is not normal.
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Giselle led Claude into a lavishly decorated bar.
“Everyone, sit down and have a drink. I’ll have a private chat with this guy.”
The mercenaries tried to sit down cheerfully, but Gillian would not leave them alone.
He immediately divided the group and set up boundaries, and even threatened to not let them get away with it if they got drunk.
The mercenaries, despite their discontented expressions, could not resist Gillian.
Regardless, Giselle grabbed Claude and pulled him into a corner.
As the high-quality liquor and side dishes were served in abundance, Claude’s eyes began to brighten.
‘The condition is worse when you see it in person.’
Giselle brought the glass to her lips and looked Claude over.
He almost got his wrist cut off, but he didn’t care, and he only reacted violently to one drink.
It means that he is quite mentally damaged.
“My wrist is safe, and I even got to drink this high-quality alcohol. I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot today. I’ll drink well.”
As soon as Claude finished speaking, he drank his drink.
Jiselle also kept pace with him and emptied her glass in silence.
They kept pouring more alcohol, ordering more every time they ran out.
It was natural that Claude, who did not know how to handle mana and had weak stamina, would fall first.
Claude muttered, his face flushed.
“You’re a good drinker. Judging from your eyes, you don’t seem like the type to enjoy drinking.”
“I drink it when I have it, and I don’t drink it when I don’t. But I do like expensive wines. Like Red Dragon.”
“Ha, you like things that even the king can’t drink? What a bluff… … Well, didn’t you save me because you had something to say? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Giselle shrugged her shoulders without saying a word. Claude grumbled.
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“What do you want from me? Tell me about gambling?”
“I should learn from someone who is good at gambling. I don’t want to learn from you.”
“Damn it, I can’t argue with that. If you have something to say, say it quickly and get out. Why did you come to me and save me?”
Giselle sat up straight and looked straight at Claude.
“I don’t like to beat around the bush, so I’ll get straight to the point. I want to entrust you with the administration of the territory.”
Claude blinked for a moment as if he thought I had misheard him, then he held his stomach and laughed.
“Hahahaha, you’re going to leave the territory to me, a gambling addict and an alcoholic?”
“okay.”
“Wow, I’ve heard people call me crazy a lot, but you’re even worse. Are you kidding me? Do you know who I am to say such things?”
“This is my business. It is your choice whether to accept my offer or not.”
Jiselle drank her drink without saying anything else.
Claude, who was dumbfounded, took a few more drinks and slowly opened his mouth.
“I appreciate you saving me, but… … honestly, it was meaningless. I’m someone who doesn’t want to do anything.”
“… … .”
“There is nothing left. No dreams, no hope.”
Claude gulped down his glass and continued speaking.
“In the past, I had things I really wanted to achieve… … . But I couldn’t do anything on my own. Now, I’ve lost my money, my health, my knowledge. Is there another person in the world who is this useless?”
Claude’s eyes began to look more and more dead.
It was an expression that only someone who had lost everything and even the will to live could have.
“Yes, it would be a great thing to follow you and take charge of the territory. You get a job… … and it’s a pretty high position, too. It’s something that someone like me wouldn’t dare turn down.”
“… … .”
“But I can’t leave here. My ankles are chained. I have to live and die here. That’s… …the only thing I can do.”
“I will break those chains.”
Giselle, who had been silently listening to Claude’s complaints, blurted out.
Claude gritted his teeth at Giselle’s attitude, which showed no sign of hesitation.
“Is it because you’re still young? It’s arrogant to think that you can solve everything in the world. You don’t seem to know yet how toxic that is.”
Giselle put down her glass and stared at Claude.
His eyes were deep and unbecoming of his appearance.
“Whatever you want, you will achieve it by any means necessary. Even if the result is death. There is no need to think about anything else.”
Claude’s face began to distort with increasing anger.
I couldn’t stand the sight of him talking so fearlessly, it was like looking at my past.
“I’ve done that before. But the results are just horrible. Okay, what can I do for you if I follow you?”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Money. I need a lot of it. It’s an amount that even the wealthy nobles find burdensome.”
Then Giselle answered with a sly smile.
“Money is fine? That’s the easiest solution. Do you need anything else? Maybe kill someone.”
“Don’t mess with me.”
Claude bit his lip.
Most of the world’s problems can be solved with money. If you can’t solve them, you don’t have enough money.
It’s not a wrong statement, but it’s usually used to describe a problem that requires a jaw-dropping amount of money.
Claude’s problem was the same. It could be solved with money, but it cost too much.
I couldn’t believe it.
I couldn’t believe it.
It must just be a bravado from a nerd.
Reason was saying so.
But unlike his cold reason, Claude’s eyes were increasingly filled with a strange desire.
If a ray of light were to appear before the eyes of a person who has lost everything and fallen into the abyss, how would that person react?
Even if it’s fake, I’ll try to catch it at least once.
Claude asked, a little sheepishly.
“Was it Baron Fenris? Judging by his confidence, he must be rich… … . Even if the Baron has a lot of money, how much can he have? Didn’t you say money was an easy problem? If you have that much money, lend me some. No, my price is very high. Do you want to buy me?”
Belinda, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation at the next table, frowned.
They said they would save people, buy me alcohol, and even take care of the administration of my territory, but they want money on top of that!
He even brazenly says with his own mouth that it is expensive.
It was obvious. He would trick me into giving him money, then blow it all on alcohol and gambling.
Belinda naturally assumed that Giselle would refuse.
Jiselle was a person far from being a swindler.
Would you fall for such an obvious trick by someone who extorts 20,000 gold from his fiancée?
But Giselle’s answer was completely different.
“Okay. I have more money than you think. How much do you need?”
It’s amazing that the young master, who would not easily give money even when his father and servants asked for it, answered so readily.
‘Are you just trying to do a good deed? No matter what, it’s like that. Shouldn’t you stop it now?’
Belinda took a sip of her drink, suppressing her anger.
But what came out next was even more surprising.
“I need two thousand gold. Can you give me that much? It must be quite a sum for a barony.”
Belinda glanced back at the two of them.
Jiselle had a mysterious expression on her face.
His expression seemed both troubled and pitiful.
Claude saw that expression and openly laughed at him.
“Why. Did you think it would be around 20 gold? Do you think I’ve only seen one or two arrogant nobles like you? I can tell by your expression. Are you confused right now?”
Belinda couldn’t stand it any longer and got up from her seat and screamed.
“Hey! Are you kidding me? I thought you were going to ask for a few gold coins… … How much? Two thousand gold coins, huh?”
Since she had made a bold promise before, it was difficult for Jiselle herself to say no.
Because it would be embarrassing for him.
Belinda deliberately raised her voice to give Giselle an excuse to refuse.
But, despite his intentions, an unbelievable answer came out of Giselle’s mouth.
“Not 5,000, but 2,000 gold? What? That’s not much.”
