Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 271

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Episode 271 A friend with a lot of money (2)

The next morning.

Bikir received unexpected news from the housekeeper he met in the hallway.

“Student Bikir. Requesting a visit.”

At those words, Bikir put down his pack of books.

non-meeting. It means that an unexpected visitation request comes in suddenly.

Tudor Sancho Piggy and Bianca Sinclair, who were all on their way to first period, all widened their eyes.

This is because Bikir has never talked about his family or his childhood.

“Bikir. Did you have someone to visit you?”

“Of course Bikir has a family. Isn’t that too much, Tudor?”

“Wow – I can skip class 1! I’m envious!”

“It’s a big deal. The kid who always sticks to the plan gets all the random visits.”

“Brother! Who are you?”

While everyone was saying one word at a time, Sinclair, who had a keen sense of humor, asked with her eyes narrowed.

“Perhaps… that woman at that time?”

At Sinclair’s words, Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, and Bianca all turned their heads.

Bikir turned his head as if to say something, and Sinclair said suspiciously.

“A while ago, when I was drinking beer with my older brother on the rooftop. You know, someone sent an owl to my older brother at that time. Isn’t that your girlfriend?”

Then, my friends clamored.

“What is it!? Vikir, do you have a girlfriend!?”

“It could be. If it’s a face like Bikir, isn’t it more strange that it doesn’t exist?”

“Oh my God! Betrayal Bikir! I never thought I’d have a girlfriend outside of school! Maybe another school?”

“Hey~ He’s talented. Could it be during this college league?”

at that time.

“If you’re going to run around, don’t stand in the middle of the hallway. It won’t get in the way of traffic.”

An extremely cold voice came from behind.

Professor Morgue Banshee was looking down at Vikir Tudor Sancho Piggy Bianca Sinclair with an expression of near disgust.

“Bikir-kun. Those who are subject to an unexpected visit must obtain the supervisor’s signature on the visiting confirmation card with the start and end times of the visit written on it.

“yes.”

“There are so many deductions from the attitude of life, so I told you just in case. Keep in mind again.”

After speaking, Professor Banshee shoved Vikir and the others away and passed between them.

“……What are insiders?”

With an openly disgusted look on his face.

* * *

Bikir opened the door to the meeting room and entered.

Then he saw a black-haired, red-eyed woman smoking a cigar with her legs crossed.

“It’s been a while~ My sister~”

She waved at Bikir and smiled brightly.

Bikir asked in a low voice with her eyes narrowed.

“Since when did I have a sister?”

Bikir’s gaze was cold and dry, but the woman didn’t care.

Sindi Wendy in Messinadna.

She changed her eye color and hair color and came directly to the academy.

“There are many important stories in this message, so I decided to become an owl myself.

Xindi Wendy, whom I haven’t seen in a while, was acting too friendly.

Even by pinching and pulling Bikir’s cheeks!

‘……Is it conscious of the supervisor outside the room?’

Bikir participated in Sindi Wendy’s play with a furrowed brow.

“Nice to meet you, sister. Thank you for visiting.”

“Thank you~ Noona~ my little brother~ is coming to see me~ Of course~ Yoyo~ Look at how my cheeks have gotten softer while I haven’t seen them~ Aww~ It’s cute~” “…Don’t overdo it.

“okay.”

Sindi Wendy stopped rubbing Bikir’s cheeks and raised her hand over her head.

Bikir asked, rubbing her reddened cheeks.

“How’s the trade going? Is it going well?”

As a business person, there is no conversation other than work.

Xindi Wendy nodded and replied.

“Trade with the natives of the Sea of Water is no problem. It’s going well step by step. We’ve already completed three large-scale transactions.”

“Good. Then…”

Sindy Wendy closed her eyes and shook her head, as if she knew what Vikir would ask.

“They haven’t been found yet.”

“……is it.”

Ballack. A tribe that has disappeared for some reason.

Bikir wondered how all of them suddenly lost contact one day.

However, it is impossible to leave the academy right away and go to the distant sea.

Bikir brought out the next agenda item.

“……What did I ask for?”

“You mean supporting people from all walks of life?

Bikir had asked Sindi Wendy for something before.

It was to support various figures such as artists, soldiers, mercenaries, high school students, small shop owners, and low-ranking soldiers.

Sindi Wendy tilted her head.

“We met each and every one of them and delivered donations. If you have children, we will support them up to university education for free, and we provide customized welfare to those who need jobs or skills. There were also people who needed hospital bills. Everyone has finished the necessary support.”

“Good job.”

“But what is your relationship with them?

Xindi Wendy’s question was natural.

Because they were colleagues and benefactors before Bikir returned.

“…They’re people I don’t want to see again.”

Bikir said with a bitter smile.

Sindi Wendy just watched the scene.

yet.

…thud!

Sindi Wendy held out a bag in front of Bikir’s eyes.

Bikir opened the door and nodded.

The bag contained several angled gold bars and a jewel box.

“This is the military funding you asked for. As you said, I put only enough weight to carry it.”

“thanks.”

“Cash in designated black markets. But the best thing is to spend a little bit.”

Bikir nodded and pushed the bag aside.

Eventually, Xindi Wendy brought out the real business that came to visit today.

“The head of a bourgeois family is a devil.”

This is what Bikir also expected.

However, when you hear it through the words of the person who actually investigated it, the weight changes dramatically.

“Okay. That’s enough.”

Sindi Wendy frowned at Bikir’s words.

“You wouldn’t have a choice against the world’s bourgeois, would you? Don’t you need more?”

In the past, Sindi Wendy had sworn an oath of allegiance to Vikir.

‘No matter what you do in your lifetime, I’ll make sure you never run out of money.’

So Xindi Wendy wanted to keep that promise now.

“Isn’t the purpose of raising me for this moment?”

Money must be dealt with with money. Sindy Wendy was preparing to help Bikir fight the Bourgeois.

however.

“This is enough seed money.”

Bikir cut it off.

Sindi Wendy’s eyes narrowed.

“Is it because of the funding source?”

Bikir nodded.

Members of bourgeois families would often charge and sell invitations to lunches and dinners.

But it wasn’t something anyone could buy just because they had money.

We do not accept money from unknown sources.

How much money you earn is important, but how you earn it is also important.

Members of the bourgeois family have strict standards of their own in choosing whom to dine with.

There was no way it would be accepted if a person who did not know where he got it from offered money that had no basis.

“It has to be clear about the money-making routes, and it has to be interesting enough to keep them interested.”

So Bikir was refusing funding from Sindi Wendy.

“This is not the place to use you. Wait a little longer.”

At Bikir’s words, Sindi Wendy shrugged.

“He’s a man I don’t know.”

“…”

“Even with such a rich sponsor, he never asks for money. It’s really amazing. Unlike other boring men.”

Vikir gave a short answer to her question.

“Money is only a means. Because it cannot be an end.”

“……That’s what my father said a lot when he was alive.”

“He was a good merchant.”

Bikir nodded briefly.

The bourgeois family in front of me was a huge mountain, but there are still bigger mountains behind it.

It was not yet time to draw the sword called Sindi Wendy.

Meanwhile. Xindi Wendy was still puzzled.

“So. How are you going to deal with the bourgeoisie without my help?”

“It’s not that I don’t get help at all. But…”

“But?”

“You should learn to catch fish rather than receive them.”

When Sindi Wendy tilted her head, Bikir lowered her stance and opened her mouth.

“There is a plan. But there are many weak points.

“…I mean. You’re looking for financial advice, right?”

Bikir nodded.

yet.

…widely!

A flyer was put down in front of Xindi Wendy’s eyes.

< Mock Investment Contest >

The flow of the economy was created by humans, but cannot be predicted by human power.

However, the intuition of a very few geniuses is also in touch with a huge flow.

If you consider yourself one of those few, take note of this poster.

This competition is held in what has been called the ‘backbone of the economy’ and

will lead you to the big stage of the business world.

Target: All students at the academy

Reception period: Up to one week after the poster is distributed (※The poster will naturally disappear after a

week

)

“I intend to do …… with this money you gave me.”

Bikir talked about a conversion strategy that could attract the attention of a bourgeois family.

and.

Upon hearing those words, Xindi Wendy’s expression soon turned to bewilderment.

“……Crazy! That’s a scam!”

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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
Score 8.8
Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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