I Am the Madman of This Family

Episode 73. Stop the action, take off the bottom? (5)

Why are there so many mercenaries supporting Keter?

Because they all owe a ‘debt’ to Keter. both financially and psychologically.

The mercenaries supporting Keter were easy to recognize. All gathered behind Keter’s back.

Luke, with a smile on his face, started counting.

“Twenty-five!”

“Keuuugh!”

Cork’s face crumpled mercilessly.

As Luke said, a total of 25 people supported Keter.

At that time, Cork, who realized something, said with a smile.

“for a moment! I am also a mercenary before being a branch manager. I will exercise my right to vote!”

“You did, earlier.”

Keter raised her middle finger.

“like this.”

“… … !”

“A boy, a mercenary who lives on trust, are you going to say anything in one mouth? Oh, I already did.”

“Big!”

If Cork didn’t hastily give one vote, Keter and Cork would be tied.

According to the rule that the majority must admit, Kether was defeated. Cork has dug his own grave.

said Keter, who placed her hand on her chest.

“Now I am the branch manager?”

“gibberish! Okay, it looks like you really decided to come, but I’ll make you realize your theme through the mercenary’s tradition, the Trial of the Goddess.”

At Cork’s words, the mercenaries couldn’t hide their excitement.

“Isn’t it the first trial of a goddess seen in years?”

“I see you for the first time today.”

The mercenaries knew about the ‘Trial of the Goddess’, but Luke had no way to know.

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“What is the Trial of the Goddess?”

Luke confidently asked Cork.

“I don’t mind. Joining the mercenary guild without knowing the trials of the goddess. The Trial of the Goddess is a duel and ritual for mercenaries.”

Mercenaries worship Nika, the goddess of luck. If there is a problem between such mercenaries, ‘luck and skill’ will compete.

Cork pointed to the ‘request cards’ on the bulletin board. It was a thin, hard metal plaque that could fit in one hand.

The back side of the request plaque was smooth without any pattern, and the title and grade of the request were written on the front side.

The mercenaries took all the request cards from the bulletin board and scattered them across the table. The lowest grade request was C grade, and the highest grade was S grade.

Cork put his hand on the table and continued.

“Mix the request cards here, and Keter and I share them. Lady Luck doesn’t give mercenaries impossible trials. The one who tests his ‘luck’ here and proves his ‘skill’ by completing the quest he received first will be the victor of the Goddess’ Trial.”

“It is not difficult to understand.”

There were a total of 30 commissioned plaques.

Among them, C-class and S-class have one each.

There were 25 B-class and 3 A-class.

In other words, the probability of being selected for a B-class quest was overwhelmingly high. If you’re really unlucky, you’ll pick an S-class, and if you’re good, you’ll pick a C-class.

It was Luke who thought that there was no trick here, and that it would be pure luck.

Cheer up.

Cork shuffled the request cards.

His hand movements were unusual.

“Keter. Any complaints about me shuffling and splitting hands? It doesn’t matter if you order another mercenary.”

“Just do it.”

“Sure.”

Chok Chok Chok Chok.

Cork shuffled the cards with both hands. With the backs perfectly identical, it seemed absolutely impossible to see what the mission was without flipping them over.

“Let me pick first. Keter, you are next.”

Cork brought the front page in front of everyone’s eyes. It was time to hand over the next chapter to Keter.

“Stop moving, are you taking out the bottom?”

Keter roughly grabbed Cork’s right wrist holding the hand.

“What, what!”

When the bewildered Cork tried to resist, Keter drew the dagger from his waistband.

“The card you took. Is it the easiest C-class quest? And the one you’re trying to give me right now is an S-class request.”

“Crazy bastard! Even if what you say is true, it’s just luck!”

Luke, who had been watching, hurriedly intervened.

“I’m afraid that loser. Is it Class C?”

“Don’t touch the p!”

Kwajik!

Keter threw the dagger to the table and blocked Luke’s hand. Soon after, Keter pulled out another dagger and thrust it in front of Cork’s eyes.

“Are you embarrassed? Let’s do this. You and I are swapping hands. Then I’ll do it like it never happened.”

“There is no reason why I should respond.”

“Oh- why? What you have is grade S, and what I have may be grade C. It’s something nobody really knows. Why are you reluctant to change? Like, someone who knows what a hand is divided into?”

“Don’t force yourself! I just don’t want to pass my luck on you.”

“Your tongue is too long.”

Tok.

Keter’s dagger overturned the hand.

The mercenaries who watched with bated breath were astonished.

“Keter is an S-class commission!”

“Then, what about the branch manager’s request card!?”

Keter can take the S-rank commissioned card because he is unlucky. However, the probability that Cork would have a C-class commission was extremely low.

The mercenary behind Cork’s back tried to open his hand. At that time, feeling suspicious, Luke stepped out.

“I will open it.”

Cork and the other mercenaries had no time to do anything, and the deck was exposed.

The mercenaries were shocked once again.

“Class C! As Keter said!”

“Did you really take out the bottoms!”

Even the mercenaries who supported Cork had complicated eyes.

Cork exclaimed urgently.

“Lucky! It’s not impossible, so why make a fuss? Keter was just trying to force himself! Let go of this hand!”

It was the moment when Cork was about to pull out his dagger to counterattack.

puff.

Keter’s dagger plunged deep into the table.

Between them was Cork’s ring finger.

“… … !”

Cork’s eyes widened.

Couldn’t react. He did not react or perceive Keter’s fingertips at all.

Pain came belatedly, but no screams came out. I only have these doubts.

‘This bastard, was he this fast?’

The reason why Keter is called a madman in liqueur is not because it is unreasonably strong.

It was because of his mad dog-like temperament that he was not afraid of death or even becoming an asshole.

Keter’s weapon was the miasma that stopped only when one side was finished, and the viciousness that did not cover the means and methods.

However, Keter’s movement just now was very smooth and swift. Even the diamond class, cork, was completely unrecognizable.

“You played with your hands, so don’t take your fingers.”

Keter threw the severed finger at Luke. Luke frightened and reflexively snapped his finger.

“Why are you giving me this?”

“Take it. Make it my collection.”

“Ugh.”

In the end, it was Luke who wrapped his fingers in a handkerchief.

Cork, whose finger was severed, said while wrapping his ring finger with a bandage.

“To cut off your finger without evidence, you lost your coward head.”

“Since when did a mercenary start cutting while scrutinizing evidence? If you think it’s roughly right, stab it and see. And then we fight like crazy.”

“Kuk-kuk, I admit that, but I didn’t use hand techniques. My choice of C-class and your choice of S-class are purely fates foretold by the Goddess.”

The reason Cork wasn’t excited was revealed. In exchange for a single finger, it was to hand over an S-class request to Keter.

Luke stepped out, dumbfounded.

“Nonsense! Of course I have to pick it up again!”

“No, do it like this.”

“Keter?! Are you looking at the contents of the request? This means we will always lose!”

In a corner of the guild, details of the request were written.

The C-class mission that Cork chose was an errand that could only be done with force, asking for heavy loads to be moved.

Of course, it was a class C, so there was a lot of luggage, and it was the longest distance from end to end of the city. As much as it is a liqueur, it is also dangerous because there are many burglars.

However, Cork is a diamond class mercenary. Few idiots will be after his stuff. No matter how heavy the load and the distance, it will take less than half a day to complete the mission.

However, there was a condition attached that the mission start date was four days later, not the same day or tomorrow.

On the other hand, what about the S-class quests that Keter chose?

-[Finding and Subjugating Class A Named Monsters]

-Requested by: Godfather Alkyone

-Request: 20,000 gold

-Request Content: Subdue the named monster of Liqueur, ‘Red Comet’.

-Special note: It has the form of a bat, and possesses S-class stealth and speed. It is impossible to search with human senses, so the ability to detect through magic, sorcery, or this ability is required. Since it flies at a speed that even the diamond class can’t recognize, bring a lot of steel nets.

– Appearance area: Liqueur all over the world.

There was an absurdly large gap in difficulty from the C-class mission Cork had received.

What is a Named Monster?

It is a title given only to monsters who have killed at least 100 humans and survived for at least one year.

Named monsters were monsters that were not only strong, but also had intelligence that could be discerned.

If it’s an A-class monster, it’s an enormously powerful enemy that would normally require a 5-star knight or master class to step up.

However, ‘Red Comet’ seemed to be given an A-class because it had excellent killing power, was difficult to find, and was difficult to catch.

Even so, in the mercenary industry, only the ‘Amantir’ class, which surpasses the diamond class, can deal with master-level knights.

Even the diamond class alone is so small that it can be counted on one hand. The upper class, Amantir, was so rare that it was difficult to find even if you tried to find it. In fact, Liqueur had no Amantir level mercenaries at all.

Luke was quick-witted about named monsters, so he knew how difficult this mission would be.

‘I believe that Keter will do well with anything, but this is not really true.’

Since it was Luke who could say with certainty that A-class named monsters were of a higher rank than Zordyk the Blue Dragon or the Sword Wings, he held back Keter once again.

“Keter. Let’s pull it out again. If it’s an A-rank named monster, it’s usually a monster that can only be caught by 20 diamond-class mercenaries and one high-ranking knight. No, it’s something beyond monsters. Even if this is you, it’s really impossible. Besides, look. The branch manager was assigned a C-class mission. Even if you could, time is absurdly short. Can you catch a class A monster in four days!”

Luke does not underestimate Keter’s abilities. Given enough time, I think you can somehow catch even an A-class named monster.

But now there is a time limit. You must complete the quest faster than your opponent.

The C-class quest Cork received can be completed in half a day. However, since the start date of the mission was four days later, it could be seen that there was four days to spare.

But to put it the other way around, it’s like having to find and kill an A-rank named monster within four days.

How on earth would he find a monster with the highest level of stealth in four days, and even if he did find it, how would he catch it?

The opponent is called a bat. flying bats.

In order to catch bats flying at super-high speed, even the sky path must be blocked. A job on that scale could never have been easier.

“Do you think it is impossible?”

At Keter’s question, Luke nodded vigorously.

“Are you guys like that too?”

Keter asks the mercenaries. All the mercenaries made faces asking for something obvious.

“Do you think so too?”

Cork caught Keter’s gaze and crossed his arms.

“then?”

“Tell me for sure. Are you sure you can win?”

“I have confidence.”

“Can I bet all my fortune?”

“what?”

“Apart from trials, let’s make a bet with me. I bet all my fortune.”

“It’s cool. Ignoring the resolution of the request, he must be planning to kill me and win.”

“It’s your idea. If you’re worried, I promise. I’m not going to win the ordeal for you, but I’ll win by completing this quest faster than you. Do you know why?”

Keter paused for a while and smiled brightly.

“Revenge is what I mean. It tastes best when it’s done refreshingly. When you’re sure your opponent has won, there’s no revenge more thrilling than throwing them to the bottom, right?”

“… … .”

“For reference, the total amount of my property is about 2 million gold. 700,000 in cash, 1.3 million gold comes out even if I am in a hurry with the items I own.”

Everyone who heard of Kether’s wealth was amazed.

“I thought it would be a lot of money, but I never thought it would be that much.”

“Isn’t that money enough to become a noble in the Senate?”

“It’s an incredible amount… It seems to be false.”

Even Luke couldn’t believe Keter’s words. So I asked in a whisper.

“Keter, are you for real?”

Keter also answered in a whisper.

“It’s bullsh*t.”

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“Ah, too.”

“If you add the things you can’t sell, it’s over 5 million gold.”

“… … !?”

Keter spoke again to Cork.

“Aren’t you sure? Confidence to beat me with an S-class request with a C-class request.”

“… … .”

Cork passed the time without answering easily. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

‘Keter, what the hell are you trying to do?’

No matter how deeply he thought about it, Cork couldn’t figure out Keter’s intentions. You’re going to win by completing S-class quests fairly and fairly, without killing yourself or interfering with yourself?

It was Cork’s calculation that it was impossible by any means.

Subjugation of the red comet is a request that even the godfather, who is said to be the god of liqueur, failed and passed on to the mercenaries!

However, when Keter was so confident that he would bet all his fortune, I was worried that there might be some ulterior motive.

‘Damn it, there are too many eyes.’

If no one was around, Cork would not have accepted the offer to stake their entire fortune.

But there are too many mercenaries.

All of them are gold class mercenaries. Unless it was a silver class, he couldn’t show his ugliness to mercenaries of gold or higher.

“How do you worry about this? If it were someone other than you, I’d accept it right away, fearing I’d change my mind. isn’t it?

Keter’s provocation followed.

Cork’s eyes widened at the provocation.

‘Yes, I’m sure. This… It’s a bluff!’

Keter’s insane number of gambles to invalidate the request! There was no right answer other than that.

“good night! I will bet all my possessions.”

Cork exclaimed confidently. It was belated confidence, but it wasn’t bad at all.

Keter grinned and pulled the contract and fountain pen from within.

“Don’t just say it with words, but leave it as a contract, so it will be easier for both of us, right?”

Whiririk!

Keter wrote down the contract in an instant.

Cork was no longer afraid. It was because all of Keter’s numbers were judged to be bluffs. Even writing a contract was judged to be the last bluff.

“The side that loses the trial of the goddess transfers all property to the victor. There is no other poison clause.”

A cork held a fountain pen. The fountain pen absorbed the cork’s blood and turned it into ink.

Sseuseuk.

The moment the contract is signed, a faint light shines through.

Cork and Keter could no longer void this contract, nor could they lie or pretend they didn’t know.

Putting the contract into her bosom, Keter stretched out.

“Ugh- It’s harder to get a contract from a clumsy bastard than an S-class request.”

Cork responded in a cold tone.

“If you’re done with your business, take the request card and leave.”

Poof!

Keter received the S-class request card thrown by Cork and threw it to Luke, who received it again and put it in his pocket.

“Branch leader- Since no one advises you, I will do it too. If you feel like losing, run away.”

Keter left the mercenary guild with those words.

The mercenaries who supported Keter naturally followed, and Cork glared at their backs to the end.

It was an eye full of murderous intent.