Chapter 192: Millionaire Rod
Chapter 192: Millionaire Rod
Rod truly believes that Troy needs to become more mature and reliable, not necessarily stronger, but more trustworthy in terms of personality.
The key is not to be like Jet, who tends to show off and drag everyone down during missions.
However, Troy doesn’t see it this way. He always thinks that he can’t win Rabi’s heart because his methods of pursuit or the way he expresses his feelings are wrong.
or something along those lines.
Rod has no choice, and this time he reminds Troy once, next time he will remind him again, and if he still doesn’t believe it, then it’s over.
...
“Is it this kind of thing again?” Mira said with interest, “Why do they always want to consult you?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never been in a relationship.”
Anyway, the subject hasn’t started yet.
“Anyway, I have to entrust this to you. Just quietly find out what type of person Rabi likes.”
“No problem, I’ll take care of it."
Mira is confident in her intelligence (gossip) abilities, and so is Rod.
After entrusting Mira with the important matter, Rod glanced at the bulletin board, feeling there was nothing worth checking, and then went to the back courtyard to cultivate.
Two days passed in a flash.
The Appraisal Court had sent someone to deliver the compensation for the last mission.
A neatly organized 270 large bills were missing, and the Appraisal Court gave a single check, which could be cashed out at any of the major banks in the Fiore Kingdom.
—This world has banks, though they are occasionally targeted by the Dark Guild, but the large banks have security measures in place, and real losses are minimal when they do occur.
Rod had been here for more than half a year, and had never seen the words “financial crisis” in the newspaper or anywhere else.
This indicates that the kingdom’s economy is relatively healthy, and the royal family is not messing around with the economy. Therefore, the banks are generally trustworthy.
The verification of the check and registration work was completed by Mira, while Erza and Rod needed to answer some questions from the specially dispatched investigator.
First was the issue of the black-robed people’s casualties. When the Appraisal Court’s team arrived at the scene, more than fifty of the Black Magic cult members were already dead, and several more died on the way back.
Such high casualties, strictly speaking, already exceed the scope of an ‘arrest’ mission.
However, considering the danger of this mission, it’s not unreasonable to be understanding, but the Appraisal Court wants to know the reason for such high casualties.
Erza had already prepared and calmly listed the types of magic bullets used by the black-robed people.
The investigator noted down each one: curses, bone-shattering, blood-draining... Upon hearing, it was clear that these were very dangerous magics, and a slightly heavier hand in battle would be fatal.
Rod added, “We also had to protect the safety of the 14 children, and holding back would be irresponsible to them.”
The investigator nodded, this was a situation that had to be considered, those people died too easily.
“Regarding that dangerous altar, by the time we arrived, it was completely destroyed. Can you describe it in detail?”
Erza frowned, “Why do you need to know about that thing?”
“We need to understand the level of the Black magic cult’s knowledge about demons, and later will request the corresponding level of earth-type mages, illusion-type mages, and sealing-type mages to handle the scene.”
“Right, combining illusion sealing + magic sealing + physical sealing?”
The Appraisal Court handles such matters quite rigorously.
Erza thought for a moment, then took out her sketchbook, “In that case, I’ll draw it for you.”
“Erza, why don’t you let me draw it?”
Rod thought to himself that he had at least studied solid geometry and drawn three-view diagrams and perspective drawings. No matter what, it had to be better than Erza's soulful drawing style.
Erza showed an interested expression, "Oh? Do you want to challenge me in drawing? Come on, let me see your skills."
"…" Rod went to borrow a sketchbook and pencil from Lidas.
The investigator honorably became the judge. When he received the drawings from both of them and saw Erza's confident expression, he was genuinely puzzled.
"Well, this… this…" The investigator carefully chose his words. He should give some face to the Queen of Fairies, but he couldn't lie too much.
After a long while, he managed to say, "Both of your drawings are very helpful for our work, thank you."
"So, it's a tie, what a pity." Erza looked at Rod with admiration, "I didn't expect you to be good at drawing. Let's have another match next time!"
"Ha, ha… ha…" Rod laughed awkwardly. Without a ruler, his drawings were just barely understandable, not much better than a primary school student's simple sketches. He wasn't good at drawing at all.
Mira walked over with the register, "Please sign here."
"Sure, thank you for your cooperation. I'll be on my way now."
The investigator quickly wrote his name, took the receipt Mira gave him and the two masterpieces, and fled from Fairy Tail.
Mira handed the check to Rod, "Here's your compensation. You should go to the bank and cash it out when you have time."
Erza said, "I have an appointment with the designer of the Heart Cross to discuss the new armor. It's almost time."
"That's fine, I have time now…" Rod glanced at Mira, "Um, do I have time now?"
Going out during working hours required the boss's approval.
Mira tilted her head and used a question, "Can you?"
Rod asked again, "Can you have time?"
Mainly, Rod had never been to a bank before. What if he got scammed while doing business? It would be best to have someone accompany him.
Mira smiled, "Sure."
The guild wasn't busy right now, and the master was napping on the second floor. It wouldn't matter if they were gone for a bit.
"That's great."
Erza rushed off to the clothing company, while Rod and Mira strolled leisurely to the bank.
Before leaving, Mira simply tied her hair with the hair tie Rod had given her.
Rod paid attention to keeping warm, wrapping the scarf Mira had given him around his neck.
The sky was blue, the bridge was arched, the canal water was not frozen, the winter sun was warm, and the person by his side… was someone he wanted to be with for life.
The banks here were still in the paper processing stage, so the business efficiency was average.
Rod opened his own account, deposited 1 million J from the check, and kept 350,000 J in cash to pay off debts and for miscellaneous expenses.
He transferred another 1.35 million J directly to Erza's account.
For a mage's identity verification, they could use facial recognition or their guild emblems. The bank had specialized magic crystals to verify these things.
When Rod left the bank with a stack of cash and a small passbook, he still felt a sense of unreality.
So, he had become a millionaire?
Although the unit was J, that long string of zeros was truly heartwarming.
Rod adopted the tone of a nouveau riche, "Let's go, I'm treating you today. You can order whatever you want!"
"Sure." Mira felt Rod's joy and joined in his happiness.
Actually, her income had been quite good recently. Maybe she should also use this reason to treat him once?
(End of Chapter)
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