ARCHDEUS

CONVINCE ME(1)

As mentioned earlier, Burren was a genius. At the age of 17, he had many friendships with businessmen and circles of nobility.

That is why Nightorb Corp. can now get an injection of investment that is very much when compared to the background of the company founded by ordinary people.

But now he has a problem.

News of the involvement of members of the board of directors in the case of Lese Majeste is now heard by stakeholders.

Burren, you could say the real brain of this company. Although his older brother, Warren, held the highest position as CEO but de facto, Burren was the real power holder.

Whether it's the shareholders, commissioners, creditors, until the lessor of the company began to question him.

Fortunately, what Burren feared had not happened. At least for now.

Where he and his brother have not been kicked from the company through GMS (General Meeting of Shareholders).

So before that happened and a new problem arose, he had to solve this problem first.

Burren went to meet the Guild Master with only the two of them there.

Although it is said that this meeting is to solve the payment problem for the false dungeon raid, but actually more than that.

Burren deliberately did not liquidate the reward funds that should be given to adventurers for their services of conquering the dungeon. So that in addition to him being able to use those funds for the needs of the lobby which was much more urgent, he could also take advantage of the matter as the reason he encountered the guild master.

Just like the guild master's office of the adventurer guild which held many secrets, of course the office was equipped with various anti-tapping security systems starting from the use of runes and magic items. So it could be said they were safer discussing here than anywhere else.

"So about this issue it looks like it's going to be a little difficult. We are facing a young noble who seems too infatuated with power. He declined our letter to meet, suggesting he was naive enough to be able to win without a more moderate solution."

The guild master just silently listened.

He was a retired veteran adventurer with his highest adventurer plate being the orichalcum. His name was Gustav Rheinberger, a 62-year-old man.

"I think this is the usual nature of nobles. They are too confident in their power. But yes, it's a little difficult because he uses lese majeste as a shield" Gustav said.

"Well, this should be easy enough if some people convince him. But still he was now an Interm Governor so it would be quite difficult to convince him. Maybe we should drain our resources and I'm afraid I can't thank the people who helped us all along."

Gustav understood there was a threat from the words of this one boy. He implied that if he did not help them, then they would no longer be guild sponsors.

He looked at the child whose height was probably only 160 cm.

Gustav doesn't know when he's caught in this kid's trap.

Gustav admitted that the adventurer guilds in the County of Fertiphile were currently financially very dependent on the funds the industry sent them. This was because the county was too peaceful. The Count routinely carried out monster cleansing in his area by always mobilizing his own troops without including adventurers. As a result the adventurer guild did not benefit from the results of the monster cleanup.

So you could say that the quests in the guild that were supposed to be filled by monster killing quests were now only filled with simple quests such as helping with delivery of goods, guarding the caravan, and so on. Where all the quests were generally given by the company; and Nightorb himself was one of the most diligent companies offering quests.

Losing Nightorb means losing a potential client.

Gustav only gave a sarcastic smile after Burren finished speaking.

"You're right, of course as partners we have to go hand in hand. I can't let you fight alone. So all right, we, the adventurer guild will participate as well."

Burren smiled but he did not want this alone. He wanted the guild to promise to help them.

"Do you think if we lose, it will affect our other business partners?" ask Burren.

Gustav has a bad feeling about this. So he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Of course, I'm afraid this case will cause a domino effect. I mean, if you understand the events more deeply, the young noble accused us of doing lese majeste to him for taking the magic items he got from the dungeon. So you could say, the noble was participating in the raid as well so he should have known the state of the dungeon back then."

Gustav's eyes immediately glared in shock.

He understood the direction of this conversation.

"That means ...."

"Yes, right. We cannot use the 'circumcision' as an excuse not to report the presence of a false dungeon to the security forces. You could say both our company and your guild have conducted an illegal raid which was witnessed by a noble."

Burren explained clearly to Gustav that the point was that he wanted the guild to really help him. Otherwise, this was not only the end for the Nightorb company but also the end for the adventurer guild in the County of Fertiphile.

"But don't worry, as you know, sir. Currently the county was led by the Count's eldest son. I'm sure the noble won't be as firm as his father. As foolish as that noble was, he must have been aware that the sight of people to him would force him to seek achievements in order to be recognized. We just need to make things look like he's a hero in exchange for salvation for us and our organization."

"Alright, I think we've reached an agreement for mutual understanding."

***

Peter Le'Guy Otilia watches from afar the sturdy walls of Ravouille City, the capital of his beloved county.

Peter had conquered the City of Lenastronople and the City of Lyouse and several other small towns. So that practically the entire western region and the northern part of the county in less than four months.

If their plans go smoothly, they will attack the capital in early summer.

The fall of the county capital would be a demoralizing momentum for the county's defense forces so that it would be the door of victory for Peter.

But the problem is ....

That old woman

The woman Peter meant was his own mother.

"So you're worried about being defeated by the countess?"

A woman dressed in full dark armor stood beside Peter.

His face was invisible but Peter knew, he looked at the city with an indifferent gaze.

"Yes, he's a strong man."

Although not as strong as the Count of Fertiphile, but the sword ability of the Countess of Otilia is quite respected. Not to mention his class as eques.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

The woman spoke to Peter without looking at him.

Ethically speaking mainly to nobles, it was the wrong thing. But Peter did not care much.

Peter had to admit, these full-armored people who are people from the March of Canadia are very strong. They could even withstand a tier 5 magic attack from Lambert easily.

Peter did not know who and what the background of these people was so great.

But clearly, Peter was grateful they were on his side.

"There's one more thing I want to ask you" Peter said

"Say."

"If you kill him, I want you to take his sword and hand it to me."

"Hoh ... what is so special about the Countess' sword?"

This time we talked while looking at Peter. But his face behind the armor helmet could not be seen.

It seemed that this woman was quite interested in the topic regarding the Count's sword.

"It was a hereditary treasure of our family. Someone who has it symbolically can show himself as the head of the dynasty."

The woman nodded which meant she would do as she was asked.

"Then what about your sister?"

"My sister?"

Peter did not answer. He just looked at the woman with a cold look.

"What's wrong?"

The woman asked.

In the end Peter just shook his head then looked at the horizon while saying to the woman.

"I started a war to take inheritance from him. So I guess this is a silly question. Just kill him."