Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 117



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 117

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“If your intention is a threat, I understand that, so should I just get up?”

“… … .”

When Arthur pulled back his chair and made a motion to lift his buttocks, Johnson closed his mouth. Arthur then sat back down, straightened his chair, and continued speaking.

He had already expected Johnson to act like this. The fact that he had mobilized so many subordinates and used threatening language was all a pretext to discourage him before the negotiations and gain a favorable negotiating position.

“Let’s not waste time and get straight to the point. You’re a business person, aren’t you?”

Johnson opened his mouth with a deep frown. He knew that the kid in front of him had such a big liver that threats would be useless. But it wasn’t at the point where he could immediately show his power.

“There’s a new thing called a disc music box that came out recently.”

“yes.”

“I suffered a lot because of that.”

“I guess you’ve been copying without a license all this time?”

“… … .”

Jackson frowned at Arthur’s response.

“Then, when we thought it might be profitable, we expanded the production line, but suddenly the market trend changed to disk music boxes, so now we’re just piling up inventory. Is that right?”

“How do you know that?”

Arthur put down the teacup he was drinking and answered while looking straight into Johnson’s eyes that were glaring at him.

“That’s why we released disk music boxes into the market.”

“This kid, aaaah!”

When Johnson grabbed Arthur by the collar, Arthur grabbed his ring and little fingers and twisted them. A scream burst out of Johnson’s mouth as his wrists were pulled in.

A tea shop employee appeared in a hurry at the commotion.

“What’s going on?”

Arthur let go of her finger and said calmly.

“It’s nothing. I was just playing a prank. Isn’t that right, Your Highness the Marquis of Johnson Cordelli?”

Jason sat back down, rubbing his hand where his fingers had been twisted and glaring at Arthur. He figured there was no point in making a fuss anymore since Arthur had already revealed his name.

When things didn’t seem to be going any worse, the employee returned to his seat, but Johnson could feel eyes on him.

Arthur, sipping tea, caught Jackson’s eye.

You sly little brat. Tell me my name here? It was obvious that he had come to the teahouse with so many eyes on him to put chains on his actions. He couldn’t help but feel like he had been tricked.

Arthur put down his teacup and asked.

“What you want is compensation for your losses, right?”

“Yeah. You know a lot.”

“I’ll tell you how. Please do it.”

“what?”

“Unsold inventory.”

“Huh! If it sells, would I be doing this?!”

“Well, that’s because you’re being greedy. Hmm. Right now, the price of a mid-priced cylinder music box is around two silver coins. Sell it for one silver coin.”

“You crazy kid! Then the production cost won’t even be covered!”

Arthur chuckled at those words.

“We produce for less than 1 silver coin. But, Mr. Johnson Cordelli, the cost is more than 1 silver coin? It would have been a doomed business even if it wasn’t a disc music box. Isn’t that right?”

If it weren’t for the high demand for music boxes and the high prices they commanded, there would be no reason to make copycat products.

Johnson growled.

“You little punk. Did you think you’d be okay after doing this?”

“Are you a businessman or a back-alley thug? You want to do business with threats like that?”

Jackson stood up without listening any longer. He couldn’t be manipulated by the guy any longer. However, he had to stop his steps when he heard Arthur’s voice.

“If you continue like this, your factory might catch fire.”

“… … Then do you think your factory will be safe?”

When Arthur hinted that he would burn down the factory, Johnson vowed to retaliate.

But Arthur was one step ahead when it came to intimidation.

“Our factory is in Tsuraz, and there are many people guarding it. They beat up and chase away any strangers who come near. Even if there is a fire, they will risk their lives to put it out. It is their livelihood and pride. But how many people do you think will come to put out the fire if your factory catches fire?”

“… … Be careful on your way home at night.”

“Oh, then, just in case something happens to me, I’ll have to put a huge bounty on the head of Lord Jesse Cordelli. I guarantee you that the bounty I’ll put on you will be so high that even your own confidants will be swayed.”

“… … .”

“This is how you threaten. Do you understand?”

“… … .”

“Shall we talk or go all the way?”

Johnson gritted his teeth and sat down.

From the beginning to the end, Arthur’s appearance, which was not excited and spoke in a low voice, was not normal in Jackson’s eyes. He even felt a strange madness, so much so that he regretted provoking him. He had experienced it several times in the past, but provoking a madman was a great loss.

Arthur continued, watching him sit down.

“First, let’s do this. I’ll introduce you to a trading company I know, and you hand over your inventory to them for one silver coin each. Later, when that trading company sells it abroad and makes a profit, you receive a certain amount of the profits.”

“Huh! Why should I do that?”

“Or you can hug your inventory and drown yourself in the St. John’s River.”

“… … .”

“Ah! A poisonous person like Mr. Johnson Junjak wouldn’t die so easily. At best, he would have to accept a great loss. However, Mr. Johnson Cordelli Junjak. I hope you know that I am doing you a great favor by just teaching you this method. It is more than enough for the author who made and sold copies without paying the license fee and reduced our profits. Yes, that’s right.”

Arthur nodded and continued.

“That doesn’t mean that Lord Jackson will not suffer any losses at all. He will have to accept some pretty painful losses.”

“If that’s the case, why did you tell me that method?”

“So you were trying to infringe on my rights without any punishment?”

“… … .”

Tsk tsk. Anyway, it’s a symbol of strength. Arthur said, clicking his tongue inwardly.

“If you do something wrong, you deserve to be punished. It hurts.”

He said that the best treatment during treatment is financial treatment, and that the most painful treatment is taking money.

At Arthur’s words, Johnson laughed slyly and then spoke in a threatening voice.

“Heh. Heh heh heh. Aesong-ah. Do you really think you can do that? Do you think we’re equal just because we have the same title? Do you dare try to equal me after being just made a baron?”

Of course, Arthur had no idea.

“They can never be the same. How can a hunting dog, who barely gets credit for his dirty work, be the same as a pig who is fat and well-fed? Your Honor, Lord Jesse Cordelli. You are mistaken in one thing: I am better at lobbying and I am better at asking for favors. How many salons send you invitations? How many of them are hosted by powerful and high-ranking nobles? That is the difference between you and me.”

“This shit,”

“Shut up and listen. The beasts that sit in the real high places don’t want your dirty, smelly, and nutritious flesh. They want the fragrant, oily flesh that I give them.”

“… … .”

Arthur issued an ultimatum while looking at Johnson’s distorted face.

“You have a choice, Baron Johnson. You have two choices. Either go back to being a back-alley thug to save your pride, or give up your pride and remain as Baron Johnson Cordelli, the businessman. If I may offer some advice, the former will get you beaten to death, while the latter will hurt but not kill you. You will have learned the painful lesson that you should never mess with Baron Hurt. Oh, you could also pretend today’s meeting never happened and go back quietly to have a drink while looking at the warehouse where your inventory is piled up.”

As Arthur finished speaking, Johnson’s face changed from red to red, and then he tried to ask with a calm expression.

“Are you sure?”

“Tsk tsk. If you worked so hard to get to that position, you should consider the pros and cons. Why are you insisting on taking a loss?”

Arthur clicked his tongue. He had intended to take it easy, but judging from Johnson’s attitude, the easy way out seemed daunting. However, it was not hard to understand. There were countless instances of humans making irrational choices.

“Just give it a try.”

At Arthur’s words, Johnson smiled wickedly and got up to leave. The cup of tea, still warm, was still there in front of him.

Arthur pulled it in front of him, paused for a moment, and then stood up. He headed for Samuel’s office.

“That kid came looking for you?”

“I declared war and left.”

Arthur said with a regretful tone. He had tried to solve it with his tongue, but it seemed that life did not go that easily.

“So what are you going to do now?”

“We have to strike first.”

“how?”

“Have you done any research on Johnson?”

“There is only a little bit.”

“Please give me that at least.”

At Arthur’s words, Samuel opened a drawer and handed him a piece of paper. Arthur looked at the paper and nodded.

“Did you come up with any good ideas?”

“Do you know how to win first?”

Samuel tilted his head when Arthur said something out of the blue. Since he used to say such outrageous things often, Samuel, who could now accept it, followed along.

“How do you do it?”

“It hits really hard.”

If you lightly jabbed the first blow, it would only raise the opponent’s alertness and fighting power, but if you could make them lose their mind or kill them with one blow, it could be said that you would win if you struck first.

“so?”

In response to Samuel’s words, Arthur explained the plan that had occurred to him. He was fully entitled to listen, as it was based on Samuel’s research.

The next day, a group of menacing-looking men were loitering around the Balta workshop. Their attire was too neat to be considered mere back-alley thugs.

From now on, the Count Johnson was going to start using any means necessary to get rid of the idiots.

It was quite frustrating, as it started the day after the declaration of war.

But at that time, Arthur wasn’t at work and was somewhere else.

“Come in.”

At the entrance to the quaint mansion, a guard opened the door, and a butler greeted Arthur at the front door inside the garden.

Arthur followed the butler to the master’s study. Inside, a middle-aged gentleman with a cold face was sitting on a chair, waiting for him.

Arthur bowed respectfully to the older man.

“It is an honor to meet you, Count Stan.”

Count Stan. He was a fairly powerful noble who belonged to the neutral faction. Although he belonged to the landed nobles, his power from the land was not very great, and he was a noble who made a lot of money by investing in commerce and industry.

He said, studying Arthur’s face.

“I’m glad to meet a celebrity who’s recently become famous. But if the reason for meeting today is nothing special, I’ll be a little upset.”

Arthur went to great lengths to meet Count Stan the day after meeting Johnson.

I sent a letter last night asking to meet the next day, explaining that something urgent was going on.

Normally, such a rude request would have been rejected, but in Arthur’s case, things were a little different.

Recently, a person who has become famous again through a disk music box said that he wanted to meet me urgently, so I thought I would meet him at least once out of curiosity.

Arthur met Count Stan and brought up his business.