Episode 276 War of Money (4)
“This is the bathroom, not the main building.”
At the words of Puss in Boots, Viscount Saltsale’s expression turned blank.
“……You’re kidding, right?”
“No way.”
Puss in Boots raised a hand and pointed at the wall.
Only then does it make sense. Why is the washbasin sticking out of the wall?
Even if you go a little to the side, you can see the toilet.
“You said you wanted to go to the bathroom earlier, so I led you this way first.”
“That was just a word.”
“Okay. Then shall we go to the main building?”
Puss in Boots beckoned to the maids in a polite manner.
“Since the guest has been to the bathroom, bring out new clothes and spray some perfume.”
“Ughhhhhhhh? There’s no reason to do that…”
“No. Just in case you went in and out of the bathroom, you might think it’s unclean, so I’m just doing my best. Don’t worry about it.”
Then the maids came and exchanged Viscount Saltsale’s cloak for another.
“There are several designs. You can choose the one you like.”
At the words of Puss in Boots, Saltsale gaped.
There were more than 50 Hwawanpo cloaks, of which he had only two.
‘These are the finest luxuries made with raw materials from the depths of the western jungle, so even if you have money, you can’t get them…’
Then.
A clicking
sound came from the cocktail glass held by the maid next to her. It was the sound of ice colliding with each other.
‘How are you? Come to think of it……?’
Saltsale studied the cocktail glass she had just half eaten and handed over to the maid to hold.
Observant, he soon discovered that the ice in the drink hadn’t melted at all.
“This isn’t ice!?”
To the startled Salt Sail, the cat in boots said in a calm tone.
“That’s right. It’s not ice, it’s diamonds. It’s stored in a cold ice warehouse so it doesn’t lose its coolness. Of course, it doesn’t melt and make the drink mild.”
Upon hearing this, Saltsail opened his mouth wide.
Eventually, Puss in Boots guided Salt Sail to the main building.
There, a spacious, magnificent, and luxurious interior that was incomparable to the previous ones was welcoming all the guests, including Salt Sail.
The core yolk land of the ecliptic. pinnacle of luxury.
Brilliant lighting surrounds everyone.
The jewel lights from the chandeliers falling everywhere made everyone’s eyes intoxicated.
The gap between the ceiling and the wall was full of cobwebs, and these cobwebs were so thickly sprinkled with gold dust that they shimmered brilliantly whenever the color of the lighting changed.
All of the servants of the rank of chief chamberlain, who came and went busily, were also wearing capes made of expensive hwawanpo over their uniforms, but theirs were black, different from those of the guests.
Viscount Saltsail exclaimed involuntarily.
“…Oh my God! How could the interior be like this! How can it be so splendid!”
Truly an avant-garde interior that was far ahead of its time.
Even if there was money, there were plenty of luxuries that I couldn’t use because I didn’t know about it.
The spiral staircases connecting the duplex of the duplex of the duplex with ceilings high enough to shoot firecrackers up are stretching endlessly.
Unfathomably expensive and rare ingredients are overflowing everywhere.
More than 150 chefs were lined up in a U-shape, making food for guests on the spot in real time.
Elegant music from the triple key. Instruments made of jade and pearl jade create brilliant harmony.
I couldn’t find words such as moderation, frugality, and morality anywhere.
“Ohhh, this is so cool!”
“To think of making something like this in the party hall.”
“I want to go in too!”
“I wonder what I’ve done with the money so far.”
“Kyaa! Yes! This is it! This is how the money was spent!”
Even in the party room, there was a swimming pool large enough for everyone to fit in.
What was in the pool was not water, but cherry-colored, low-alcohol fruit wine, a mysterious liquor that did not leave any stickiness even after evaporation.
Is it because the size of the swimming pool could obstruct people’s passage? Above it were intricately crossed seven bridges decorated with ivory and gold.
The floor of the pool filled with alcohol was made of glass, and large fish were swimming leisurely in the isolation space below it.
All of them are special-grade ingredients, so when guests point out, the chefs immediately pull out the fish and cook it for you.
Whether it’s a shark or a whale or a whale shark.
It’s like the Jujiyukrim itself!
Everything you need to enjoy life is here.
Drinks, food, music, clowns, models, dancers, firecrackers, balloons, men, women… All these delights and merriment are burning up and melting away in great luxury and enjoyment.
All of this is ‘compassion’.
It is a great show performed by three students of the Colosseo Academy with overflowing humanity, altruism, and kindness.
“I’ve never had such a huge party!”
“What kind of students are they to hold a party like this?!”
“No, how much did you earn in the first place?”
All of the invitees have dumbfounded expressions.
But that was soon after, and they soon became immersed in the alcohol and atmosphere and began to get drunk.
Dancers who cover their bodies with large and colorful feathers like flamingos put on a thrilling show every day.
Firecrackers were exploding one after another above the tens of thousands of balloons going up.
Puff puff puff!
The balloons touched by the splendid scattering sparks cause a secondary explosion, and the petals and gold powder inside them are scattered.
This is Oracle’s party. Making everyone get drunk with the colorful lights of the party hall.
Neither the emperor nor any of the famous people from all over the empire had ever experienced a party of such an enormous scale.
And then the organizers of the party stepped forward.
“Oh hello?”
The first person to come forward with an awkward smile was Piggy.
“You’ve waited a long time.”
Then Sinclair greeted politely and smiled.
“We are the members of the Oracle hosting this party today.”
Finally, representative Dolores stepped forward.
Wow-aaaa!
Many people clapped and cheered.
Since the guests were of a high age group, none stamped their feet or whistled, but they were warmly welcomed in their own way.
at that time.
Dolores opened her mouth.
“I would like to express my gratitude to everyone who participated in our Oracle investment club dinner. I think this is a good opportunity for our juniors to meet and greet our long-awaited seniors.”
When she revealed that she was a saint of Quo Vadis, everyone exclaimed.
‘Poetry Sinclair. What shall we do?’
‘Shh. Quiet Piggy. If we stay still, no one will know that we are commoners.’
Piggy and Sinclair, standing next to me, did not bother to reveal their names.
However, as Sinclair intended, most people naturally assumed that the two’s lineage would be unusual.
Meanwhile, Dolores had the last word.
“I hope that our relationship, which started today, will continue in the future. No, I hope that we will not just be connected, but that we will be able to move forward. Just like that nimble horse.”
She reached out and pointed to the center of the hall.
There was a large and beautiful statue of a coral tree.
How expensive and precious it is to be a statue carved out of an expensive coral of a magnificent size.
……But it was a deer, not a horse.
A deer with two horns, not a horse, but a deer.
But no one said anything else about the words mentioned in Dolores’ words.
“That’s right junior! Let’s run like a horse!”
“Awesome! Got guts!”
“They are very handsome young men!”
Zilokwima (指鹿爲馬).
I was already drunk on the splendor of the party, so what did it matter whether it was a horse or a deer in the first place?
Business people soon flocked around Dolores Piggy Sinclair, engaging in a curious conversation of compliments and compliments.
and.
“…”
The servant boy, who skillfully handled chores such as serving and guiding, busily moving back and forth between the crowds, quietly headed to the outskirts of the party.
Puss in Boots.
He glanced at the crowd with red eyes shining through his mask.
‘End of the century. I’m glad the aesthetic sense I saw at the end of humanity worked.’
night hound. Bikir. This time, the boy became a cat in boots.
Vikir recalled the memories before returning.
Right before the full-scale war of destruction with the demon army began, mankind began to show numerous abnormal phenomena ahead of the end of the century.
One of them was luxury and pleasure.
In any country, on the verge of collapse, extreme extravagance always appears.
Most of humanity, who prided themselves on being penniless, went mad right before the world was destroyed.
They began to pursue extreme taste, style, and beauty, and began to indulge in luxuries that defied human duty.
3 years old, 4 years old, 5 years old, 6 years old of rich people… The depravity and debauchery deepened with each generation.
And Bikir had witnessed those extravagant acts many times, whether he liked it or not.
‘In peaceful times, even if people have money, they don’t know how to spend it. Because I lack imagination.’
The forms of interior design and various luxuries created by squeezing all kinds of creativity and imagination by humans who indulge in extreme luxury and pleasure.
Bikir held this party using the knowledge and experience that he knew at least on the surface.
‘By the way, I didn’t have enough money for the party, so I had to go into debt.’
This investment and dividend income were not enough, so the money of numerous people was newly invested and poured into the party.
It is because it has to leave a strong impression on people in the business world somehow.
……Of course, Bikir had no intention of repaying the debt to the lenders.
Because all the rich people who lent money to Bikir were the devil’s puppets.
They trusted the reputation of the Oracle investment club and lent money.
But, of course, it was an identity theft scam, and Dolores and Piggy Sinclair were not obligated to pay anything.
‘I’ll bankrupt them all. Try strangling yourself with that favorite money.’
They were the ones who got money instead of power when they made a contract with the devil in the first place.
They were an unscrupulous tribe who would betray the Human Union before anyone else in the event of a war, so there was no need for sympathy.
Above all, if they succeeded in hunting in the sixth turn, they would lose their energy and fade away on their own, so there was nothing to worry about.
at that time.
“……!”
Bikir, who was quietly searching around, caught something in his eyes.
Long haired brunette and pale skin tanned dead eyes red lips.
An androgynous appearance that does not tell whether it is a woman or a man.
He was standing in a neat black suit and even a red cape, but for some reason his outfit looks more appropriate for a funeral than a party.
‘……found.’
Bourgeois J Demian.
Director of the Empire’s Money Manufacturing Bureau and outside director of the Bourgeois Landlord’s Guild.
Bikir quietly closed his eyes once, then opened them.
Then, with her gaze firmly fixed on him, she walked forward.
With the eyes of a hunting dog that has found its prey.
