Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 93
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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 93
19-The Age of Discord
How would Holden’s heart feel if he almost lost 100 of those?
And how would you feel if you barely found something like that and then lost 40 more?
“But why didn’t you object?”
“That’s because Chief Tony told me to follow Advisor Arthur’s instructions.”
Even if Holden personally suffered damage because of it, it couldn’t be helped.
When an individual has to suffer for the sake of the guild, it must be done. If each person pursues their own interests, the guild cannot be maintained.
If his performance evaluation gets worse, he won’t be able to move up that much, but the guild will still protect Holden as he has honestly devoted himself to the guild.
So his judgment was natural for a loyal guild member.
But in Arthur’s eyes, Holden had made a wise decision.
If the capital branch office were to have a bad relationship with the local merchants while trying to protect his own performance evaluation, it would have been difficult to handle. It would have been better to take a small loss now rather than let the situation escalate. If the situation had escalated, there would have been a bigger penalty for the performance evaluation.
Arthur said.
“Don’t worry too much.”
“All right.”
“I’m not just saying this. The 40 items that went out today should not be considered a loss, but should be treated as a promotional expense.”
“yes?”
Arthur’s words made Holden wonder if that was okay. Arthur spoke to him, who was hesitating, wondering if he was committing something unclean.
“Honestly, wouldn’t they sell better than us? They would try to sell better to recoup their losses. And we can get that information.”
Then we could use that information.
“Also, if they think our products are selling better than expected, they could be a great source of buyers.”
So, the 40 luxury pocket watches could be seen as an investment rather than a loss.
“That’s great.”
Holden was amazed. How many things could he aim for at once?
But Arthur was humble.
“It’s all just a stepping stone. It’s just a seed that has been sown. It takes time for it to sprout and bear fruit, and it’s not necessarily the case that it will sprout.”
“But you turned the crisis into an opportunity, didn’t you?”
“We can only tell once the results are in. Whether the crisis will be an opportunity or a spark that will bring about another danger, only fate will tell.”
Arthur’s words were philosophical, and there was something about them that made Holden’s mind dizzy. A man several years younger than himself, yet of extraordinary talent.
Holden had never seen Arthur act so boastful or excited that he would say anything.
Perhaps excitement is the furthest word from describing Arthur?
“Then what should we do from now on?”
“We need to get back to our daily routine.”
The sudden incident of ‘the unscrupulousness of the crowd of people’ had already been resolved in Arthur’s mind. He advised Holden to just keep an eye on how things would progress in the future.
That advice wasn’t just for Holden. Arthur, too, wanted to get back to his job.
But as soon as one incident ended, another one arose. It was a problem caused by a priest.
“You hit a person?”
To Arthur’s question, Kadan nodded with a deadpan expression.
“How much did you actually throw away?”
“I just hit him a few times.”
“But is it really that bad that the coast guard came looking for you?”
“I told you, that bastard is definitely threatening!”
Kadan raised his voice, perhaps because he felt wronged. But Arthur was calm.
“So the question is, why did you give me an excuse to blackmail you?”
“That kid keeps talking nonsense.”
“Specifically?”
“Why do you keep saying such outrageous things like taxes have gone up because of His Majesty the King?”
That was a true statement. It might have struck some as a harsh remark, but Arthur could relate to it. If the royal family had not decided to go to war, taxes would not have risen.
But he wasn’t stupid enough to say such things out loud. He kept those words inside him. There was no need to say them out loud and end up like a nail being hit by a hammer.
So Arthur responded coolly.
“The fact that you were unable to refute the argument and instead used your fist means that you are acknowledging that the opponent’s logic is correct.”
“No, that’s, ah.”
Kadan hesitated, unable to find a rebuttal, but what was important now was not his intellect.
“So what is the other person’s request?”
“Please give me two gold coins.”
“How much was the other person injured?”
“I just got a little bruise.”
“You’re not in your right mind.”
One gold coin is worth 100 silver coins. And at the capital city prices, 50 silver coins were equivalent to the annual living expenses of an ordinary family of commoners.
But, asking for four years’ worth of living expenses for just a bruise? As Kadan said, there was a possibility of extortion.
“What will I do if you don’t give it to me?”
“I will sue you.”
“complaint?”
Arthur felt a strong sense of discomfort at the word. The type of people who originally suited Kadan were those who did not appeal to the law. Those whom the law did not particularly protect, those who would not gain much by using the law.
A back alley thug threatens to sue a guild member for making unreasonable demands on him?
It was nonsense. Arthur thought that the other party was clearly someone who knew how to use the law, and that they were one of two things: either a con artist who was nothing more than a pyramid schemer, or a landmine with a corner of trust.
Arthur felt the need to see it with his own eyes.
“I have to meet that person.”
“No, there’s no need to do that… … .”
“Do you not like the idea that the death penalty takes care of priests?”
“No, that’s not it… … .”
Kadan, who was embarrassed, scratched his head and trailed off. He was embarrassed.
There were times when I felt strange because I was serving a younger brother, but he seemed much more mature than me. Just like right now.
“But… … how do I find that kid?”
Kadan asked Arthur instead, saying he didn’t know, and Arthur barely managed to suppress a sigh.
* * *
Arthur first went to the guards who had come to the workshop and investigated who had hit Kadan.
Of course, the guard knew in his gut that it was wrong to tell them such things, but thanks to Arthur’s eloquence and the few pennies he gave them to rest during their shift, they told him who it was.
The name of the person who claimed to have been hit by Kadan and was going to sue was Osarin Conte. However, they failed to find out the address.
Arthur, who understood the guard’s position that he hoped no trouble would arise even though he hadn’t been told that far, quietly backed down. It was possible to find the address even without the guard.
Arthur visited the pub where Kadan had a fight with Osarin Conte and found out where he lived by asking around. Osarin Conte, who was a frequent visitor to the pub, didn’t bother to bother him.
dripping!
“Who are you?”
Arthur answered honestly to the wary voice that could be heard without even opening the door.
“I am the person who was executed for hitting you. Excuse me, may I speak to you?”
Was it because of the polite tone? The water opened slightly with the sound of the lock being opened. The person seen through the crack in the door rolled his eyes and looked around Arthur before opening the door.
“Come in.”
The man’s face was bruised and bloodshot. Not only that, but there were bruises on both sides of his face. It was a face that had been beaten more severely than expected.
Arthur clicked his tongue inwardly.
Kadan, you punk. Your face looks fine, but it looks like you hit him unilaterally. Haven’t you lost all your temperament from your days as a punk?
If it were easy to educate people, the world wouldn’t be in this state.
When Osarin offered Arthur a chair at the table, Arthur sat down and looked around the room. His eyes caught sight of a bookshelf filled with papers. There were several books on the shelves, including a law book. Was he a law professional?
Arthur, who was sitting down, first offered words of deep comfort and apology to Osarin.
“I apologize on behalf of my incompetent priest.”
“Ah… … . Yes.”
“I’ll call him in soon and make him apologize politely.”
“No, you don’t have to do that.”
“No, I will definitely order it.”
Arthur seemed uncomfortable with the polite and courteous manners, so Osarin changed the subject.
“But how did you find out about this place?”
“I did some legwork.”
Bribing the guards was nothing to brag about.
Osarin frowned slightly when Arthur refused to give a specific answer.
“Tell that kid to prepare some money.”
“That’s why I came to you. You asked for two gold coins.”
“So?”
“Do you think that is a fair compensation? Don’t you think it is excessive?”
“Is that too much? I am Ossarin Conte! I am a famous lawyer!”
It was hard to understand why a famous lawyer would live in such a shabby place, but I understood the logic behind the story.
Because my face looks like this, I can’t go to court to argue my case until I get better, and because I can’t argue my case, I can’t get any work and I have no income.
And when you think about your own earnings, two gold coins is a reward that you should definitely receive.
Arthur frowned. For a gentleman who earns that much, isn’t his place of residence rather shabby?
But it was also clear that it was harder to resolve the issue more amicably than expected. After all, he was a lawyer, wasn’t he?
Of course, if Arthur had stepped forward, it wouldn’t have been difficult to get two gold coins, but I couldn’t be sure that it would be right. The closer you are to someone, the more careful you have to be when it comes to money.
For now, Arthur decided to step back and think about it.
“I won’t keep you waiting long.”
When Osarin said that he would talk to Kadan more, he spoke in a warning tone, and Arthur returned to the workshop and explained the situation to Kadan.
Kadan’s face turned pale when he heard that the person he had hit was a lawyer.
“So, should I give you two gold coins?”
“So didn’t I tell you to be careful and live your life?”
“… … .”
Arthur’s reprimand caused Kadan’s lips to stick out. How could he still remember what he had told him when he first came to Tokyo two years ago?
“I’ll find out more and then tell you.”
“Two gold coins… … Then I’m really screwed.”
“So, why don’t you drink less, use your credit card less, and save money?”
“… … .”
Kadan had a lot to say, but he chose to keep his mouth shut because even if he opened it, the old man would have no say.
“So when are you going to get married? When a person gets married… … .”
As the old man’s voice of execution began, Kadan’s mind became blank. The other priests looked at Kadan with pitiful eyes, saying that it was the first time in a while that he was nagging them.
* * *
Arthur, who had been stressed out from nagging at Kadan, went to find someone who could help.
“Arthur! Why have you come now?”
He was Mark Lucian, a lawyer whose life’s pleasure was feeding Joe Ran shit.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to see you for a while. I’ve been very busy.”
“Oh my, why did you bring all these things?”
Mark’s lips curled up in satisfaction at the fine wine Arthur had secretly taken out. Contrary to his words, his body was honest.
After receiving the gift and chatting briefly about recent events, he heard Arthur’s story and then took a moment to recall his memories.
“Hmm. Osarin Contera… … . Ah, that guy.”
“Do you know him?”
“Well, he’s not really much of a friend, but I’ve heard that people around him are quite hardworking. This is starting to become a headache.”
Osarin Conte is an academy graduate, and he has a good school network, so he has a lot of close friends. I heard that he has close classmates and seniors and juniors in the Ministry of Finance, the police chief, and the courts.
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