Isaac

k customers will just come to you if you stay still? Someone needs to do the sales.
I will personally go out and bring us a contractor.”

“How can that be possible!”

“You want to make a bet?”

Cordnell couldn’t speak back against Isaac.
It was an unwritten law that you never came out on top when betting against Isaac.
If Isaac mentioned a bet, it meant he had a surefire path to victory.
Cordnell wasn’t happy about this, but he didn’t even have time to complain anymore.

Isaac, the culprit of this scheme, ran away using the sales pitch as his excuse.
There was a mountain of work to be done, from acquiring the training grounds to stocking up food and water to procuring equipment for the truly insane that managed to last to the end. 

At the secret airport situated in the corner of New Port City… The airship Isaac requested and Rivelia acquired had arrived, and Isaac wasted no time boarding.  Rivelia followed Isaac behind, but she did not hide her growing doubts.

“Are you really going?”

“Is there a problem?”

“Wouldn’t it be strange if there isn’t a problem? Wolfgang is suspected of harboring a demonic presence.
What are you going to do by visiting him personally?”

“Obviously to make some sales.”

“Do you really think he’d believe that?”

“What’s not to believe about?”

“We are agents of Central.”

Isaac figured out what Rivelia was worried about and snickered.

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“Do you think Wolfgang knows that?”

“You can’t ignore the possibility, no matter how small it is.”

Rivelia replied, and Isaac spoke back in a lecturing tone.

“Hey, innocent damsel, listen well.
It doesn’t matter if that Wolfgang fellow knows about it.
In this world, there are times when both sides just have to smile and act oblivious despite knowing everything.
Why? That’s the world grownups live in.
It’s a harsh place.”

“I don’t understand it.”

Rivelia glared at Isaac, annoyed that he was trying to teach her.
Isaac continued to speak, irritated.

“Hey, damsel, let’s say that Wolfgang really is a demon.
He’d like to live as long as possible in this world since it’s heaven for him right? But killing us on the spot the moment we visit him just because we’re agents of Central? You think that’s possible? Would he really be so insane to attack a damsel who’s also a sword master backed by Duke Pendleton? And even if he does attack, we aren’t going in there unprepared.
We’ll be showing up with our defensive coats on for show.
No matter how dangerous, we can buy enough time to escape.”

What Isaac said was true.
It was widely known by the world that Isaac possessed a defensive coat that rivaled a fortress.
No one would question Rivelia having one herself; they’d simply think that Isaac had another one made.

“…”

Rivelia was still unconvinced and hesitated.
Isaac narrowed his eyes and questioned her.

“Let me ask this.
Did you receive an order barring me from making contact with Wolfgang?”

Rivelia hesitated, then shook her head.

“Technically it wasn’t an order.
But I did receive a request.”

“A request? From where?”

“… It was, Mazelan sunbae.”

“Hm…”

Isaac smiled bitterly at the unexpected name.
If things were like this, the chances his hypothesis was correct were now even higher.

“So humans live the same no matter where you go.
This is the one truth that can never change.”

Isaac threw himself into a chair and closed his eyes, while Rivelia was left confused by Isaac’s comment.
It seems like he was the only person who had the slightest suspicion on what I’m going to do.
He must be trying to avoid the chaos by stopping me at all costs. 

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‘You’re far too late, sunbae.’

Count Wolfgang continued to use the same castle he had resided in as a baron.
It was situated in the middle of Wolfgang City and had recently been expanded upon along with the city to match his territory’s rise from a barony to a county. 

Wolfgang was busy in his office, preparing for the coming war, when he asked back in confusion at the unexpected news.

“Who?”

“Sir Isaac, New Port City’s Lord’s Representative.”

“What’s that man doing here all of a sudden?”

With the war so close by, Wolfgang reacted sensitively to the slightest changes.
He frowned and muttered to himself.
Dallas, his colleague, treasurer, and loyal subordinate, spoke out after a moment of hesitation.

“I think you need to see him.”

“Why should I?”

There was no time to see Isaac when he was busy enough already.
Wolfgang was about to reject the visit, when Dallas hastily spoke out.

“He said he’ll donate 300 thousand Giga to the development of fiefdom if you see him.”

“…”

Gasps of astonishment escaped from Wolfgang’s vassals, and Wolfgang was shocked into silence.
The string of wars were drying up his treasury.
And with the preparation for war against Marquis Lichiten in a once-in-a-lifetime battle, including hiring mercenaries and producing war goods, the 300 thousand Giga would be like a downpour after a drought. 

Wolfgang knew this was money for reception, but he was in no position to refuse.
Plus, Dallas knew this situation was something Wolfgang could never refuse.

“And it seems the lady attendant who came with him is Lady Rivelia, no matter how I look at it.”

Isaac could be ignored, but Rivelia could not.

“It seems I have no choice.
Let’s see him.”

“Oh my.
It’s nice to see you, sunbaenim.
I am Isaac.”

“… Greetings, the name’s Wolfgang.
As a man who walks the path of swordsmanship, I give my respects to you, Lady Rivelia, who has forged a path of your own.”

Wolfgang was confused by Isaac’s groveling attitude the moment he entered the reception hall, which didn’t match the rumours he’d heard about Isaac.
At the same time, Wolfgang bowed to Rivelia, who paid her respects with a dissatisfied look, as if she was bothered by something.