episode_0051

That’s how the bank robbery incident ended.

It was an unexpected incident, but Siron thought he handled it pretty well considering he wasn’t prepared for it.

“Master. Your hands are dirty.”

“Uh. Yes.”

Siron took the handkerchief given by Encia and wiped his hands.

“Phew…”

Then he took a deep breath and looked around.

The bank was a little too much to call it hell, and a little more than a mess to call it a mess.

The marble tiles that covered the floor were broken in several places, and the statues and paintings decorated on the walls were burned black and unrecognizable, possibly due to magic.

The same goes for people lying face down on the floor.

Even if the two people fainted, the two dead people are the problem.

One was a gunman that Siron had dealt with, and the other was an unknown person. Looking at his uniform, I guess he was a bank guard.

And, everyone fell prostrate under Siron’s eyes.

I don’t know if it was because of the robbery, or if it was just their stupid acting that worked, but they were just trembling in panic.

‘That’s bullshit.’

Siron frowned and sighed deeply.

Originally, I was trying to get an interest-free, unsecured loan by half-threatening the bank president, but my plan went awry and I felt uncomfortable.

Siron looked for someone to end the situation. An expert in his own right who holds a fairly high rank and is familiar with the manual for such situations.

‘Where on earth is Berta?’

As soon as I kicked in the door, my eyes met, but I couldn’t see where he had gone.

Siron scanned the floor and then walked towards a certain place.

A pretentious smile is drawn on Siron’s face.

I was worried that I might step on the bodies of those who were lying down, but fortunately that didn’t happen.

In the direction where Siron was heading, people were shrinking like bugs, creating an empty space.

Then, the theory stopped at a certain point. A woman with short dark blue hair. I can see his slender limbs trembling. Siron squatted in front of her.

“Why are you lying down? Are you pretending not to notice me?”

“…Ah, haha. How have you been?”

Berta stood up, scratching the back of her head awkwardly. I was caught up in the atmosphere and fell down without realizing it.

Although she had seen countless scenes of people dying, she saw the truly scary side of the scary master, and the fact that the women on both sides of him were actually demons made her feel quite intimidated.

Bertha’s hand scratching the back of her head became clammy.

Currently, her mind was filled with images of Siron brutally killing the robbers just moments ago.

Berta forced a smile and stared at Siron.

In the few months we haven’t seen each other, the scary master has grown a little taller.

“Berta, can I leave you to take care of the cleaning? Because I have work to do.”

“Yes, yes! Everyone, you can rest assured. This guy here got rid of all the robbers… Ugh!”

Bertha was unable to finish her sentence due to the shock coming from her side. Siron anticipated Berta’s next words and pinched her side.

The badass image I had built up was almost ruined because of Bertha.

Siron pulled Bertha’s collar and placed his mouth next to her ear.

“Finish the situation by either calling for support or making a summary judgment. Don’t you understand?”

“Yes, yes!”

“…and make sure no one comes up.”

With those words, Siron went up to the second floor. The demons he brought with him followed Siron. Berta stared at the scene blankly and then got to work.

*

Siron walked towards a room located on the second floor of the bank.

The places I had seen several times in the game were structured so clearly that I could clearly picture where something was.

The place he is heading to is not the safe but the branch manager’s office.

Clap-

As Siron grabbed the doorknob and tried to enter, a dull metallic sound was heard. Since the door wouldn’t open, it seemed like the door had been locked to prevent anyone from entering.

“How are you? It was locked from the inside.”

“…Would you like me to open it?”

“That’s it.”

Kwazijic-

Siron used his strength to grab the handle and tear it off. I thought about taking out the holy sword, but I didn’t. As I continued to train, I was able to easily open a locked door without using any internal strength.

“Gasp!”

I almost tore open the door and went in, only to find a thin man holding a cane in one hand, his face pale and trembling. He was the branch manager, the general manager of this place.

Siron clicked his tongue and instructed him to sit down.

“You look unwell, please sit down.”

“Yes!”

The branch manager moved around busily and sat down on the sofa. He usually sat at the head of the table, but now he gave it up to Siron.

He watched the situation outside through the surveillance crystal ball and knew everything that happened downstairs.

Siron sat cross-legged on the leather sofa at the head table and began to speak.

“I saw that the door was locked. It looks like he knows what happened down there.”

“That’s right.”

The branch manager answered, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

“If you were not there, the loss would have been greatly increased. I didn’t know that there would have been more casualties, but thanks to this, the situation was resolved and I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of this place.”

“Yes, I should be thankful.”

Siron nodded with an expressionless expression.

The man in front of me was not visible on the bank map.

Because it was a situation where we were dealing with a person for whom there was no likability system, Siron was able to speak with some ease. I was tired both physically and mentally because I was deliberately trying to imitate a bad motherfucker.

But regardless, the fact that Siron handled the robbery case on his behalf did not change.

As much as he had accumulated debt, his true intention was to get what he could for sure.

Siron crossed his legs alternately and slowly closed his eyes.

“So, how will you do the audit? I want to believe that they are not trying to show off with just a thank you note.”

“Water, of course! It’s not like that! Please wait a moment!”

The branch manager got up, ran somewhere, and came back carrying a luxurious chest.

“I will give it to you as a thank you!”

The branch manager said this and gently opened the box. It was filled with gold bars.

But Siron frowned and glared at the man.

“Is this little money a sign of gratitude?”

“…Yes?”

“One gold bar is fifty thousand shillings, there are 20 in total, so one million shillings.”

“…”

“It’s a small amount of money.”

“Then… what…”

“Don’t treat people like they are robbers.”

Siron clicked his tongue once and made a disapproving expression.

“I want to make a credit card.”

“…”

“Unsecured, interest-free, unsecured unlimited credit card. I don’t have a credit rating yet. Are you okay?”

“No, of course it’s okay!”

He quickly got up and brought the contract with him.

*

“Ha…”

‘What on earth happened? ‘I’m completely out of my mind.’

After requesting assistance from the investigation headquarters and confirming that all the criminals had been tied up with restraints, Berta breathed a sigh of relief.

“Loyalty!”

The highest rank among the police officers who came to support saluted Bertha. Looking at the rank label on his shoulder, he was an inspector one level lower than her. Bertha did not shout a slogan but gave a quick salute.

“Anyway, you’re amazing. Are special leases different? You single-handedly took down a group of robbers who were wanted.”

The inspector, who looked twice as old as Bertha, smiled and flattered her.

Among the police forces, the specially appointed place, which only the elite could enter, was out of reach for him as he grew older and had a bloated stomach. He, who had fantasies about a special lease, looked very excited and said nice things to Berta.

However, Berta felt uncomfortable with his continued flattery and waved her hand.

“…I didn’t do it.”

“Yes? So then who? Are you saying that a reclusive expert has appeared?”

“…Sorry, I can’t tell you. It would be better not to get involved.”

“Ah! Is it confidential? Haha, I know. Well then, good luck!”

The pot-bellied inspector left, putting the robbers in a convoy.

So, Berta was left alone on the first floor behind the police line.

“…”

Bertha looked at a particularly striking place, a depression in the marble.

“What should I do…”

Bertha was in deep agony.

It was none other than the orders of the 3rd Prince Victor. Will the prince be able to maintain his will to cooperate in making Siron a subject of Victor? Considering what happened just a moment ago, will the prince be able to maintain that mindset?

She could have sworn no.

‘Absolutely not.’

A moment ago, the image of Siron brutally killing robbers filled Bertha’s mind.

Killing a robber who tried to kill you can be considered self-defense.

but,

The fact that the wizard who attacked him looked after his hand so that he wouldn’t die, and that he only killed the sword holder who tried to kill the hostage made Berta feel sad.

It was an action based on thorough calculation. At least that’s what Bertha thought.

Siron knew how to look into people’s psychology and use them. This is because he showed overwhelming force, suppressing the opponent’s momentum, and brutally killing the assailant who had taken the hostage.

‘Is it okay for me to meet you and the Crown Prince?’

Bertha wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

How will that scary master react when he finds out Prince Victor’s intentions?

One thing we can be sure of is that there will come a situation where Victor will suffer a loss unilaterally.

‘You never know what will happen.’

Turp-plop-

At that time, footsteps sounded on the stairs.

“It’s neat.”

As if he had achieved what he wanted, Siron approached Bertha with a smile and patted her on the back.

“Have you had lunch? If you haven’t eaten yet, let’s eat together. I’ll buy it for you.”

“Yes.”