The Paladin Owns the Relic

Chapter 45

45 – The 5th Inquisition (5)

Martier got off the carriage. City Ain Card. The metropolis, one of the most prosperous cities in the North, was always beautiful to look at.

“…You can’t even compare it with Benelda.”

I’ve heard it a few times as a business story. But every time he went he checked to see if he was a hillbilly and turned around.

Should I say that the air is different? Martyr exhaled slowly.

Who would have thought that a mere alleymaster in a border city would come this far?

“You look good.”

“…Priest.”

Come.

Your own savior, and the person you fear most.

Martier looked at the boy who was smaller than himself. Is it a little bigger than before? He is this much even though he hasn’t grown up yet, how much pressure will he feel when he grows up.

Matier’s gang members descended from the wagon.

“Meet my big brother!”

“What is it? Why are there so many?”

“While the priest was gone, our power also increased a lot.”

“In that short time?”

“It was a bloody time. I read the business plan you sent. I have something to say about that. Wouldn’t you like to walk?”

“Not bad.”

Zahard Apprentice Priest.

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No, now Zahard is really a ‘priest’.

Martyr had never seen a promotion faster than the boy in front of him. Should I say it is a growth rate commensurate with the bar he has?

An apprentice priest and a priest are distinctly different. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was actually protected by the “Cult”, Having escaped from his post as a mere façade.

Tackling the priest is the same as touching the entire church.

Martier sat on the terrace of the cafe. He flicked his hand and ordered a simple drink.

“You’ve changed a lot since I couldn’t see you.”

“It’s a period of growth.”

“I’m a bit afraid to hear you grow further there.”

“I want to take a height of 3 meters.”

I know it’s a joke. But when he says it, for some reason it doesn’t sound like a joke.

An extraordinary move. He was informed that he had become a whistleblower in the Order. But rather, I would not have thought of making money without dying.

A man who goes beyond his own abilities. Martyr lowered his voice.

“Where does nectar come from?”

“I picked it up.”

“…I will change the question. Can you really supply that amount every month?”

“It is possible. No more, no less, just 9ml. If you take out more than that, troublesome things could happen.”

“……”

High Potion.

A legendary potion that can be combed out using nectar and seen only briefly by high-ranking officials.

Various medicinal materials are added to water diluted with nectar. In addition to the original strong symptoms, high-quality ingredients were added to increase recovery and lower the symptoms of addiction.

It’s called a high potion, but it wasn’t just a potion. For those who use magical powers, it is like a piece of gold.

The reason is said to be that it removes the remnants from the body. It is said that most of the impurities accumulated in the body are removed just by drinking it once.

Literally, a liquid made by diluting the divine drink. A potion worth calling.

It is said that as many as 90 such things come in a month. If you think you get 10 to 20 million talents per piece…

“…Approximately 2 billion in monthly revenue…”

“How are you? Doesn’t it appeal to you?”

“This is a project that cannot be overlooked.”

How much is it per year? That’s a staggering amount.

“How much money can we eat?”

“About the value of your investment.”

“…10%?”

“Martier. This is my friend Why are your hands so small? Huh?”

As Zahard knocked on the table, he whispered softly.

“Take 40%. How is it?”

“…It’s just distribution, so you want to take away that much?”

“I told you. We are colleagues in the same boat. I am good to my people. At least not less.”

“…….”

You have to believe that. Martyr’s blood boiled. I was naturally thirsty.

I feel like my head is going blank just hearing the amount. Martyr raised his glass with trembling hands.

I asked more about what I wanted to ask.

“Then, does the priest take the remaining 60%?”

“No? 20% Of them should be set aside. To the supplier of high potions. And there are people who need to take care of 10%. It’s an intermediate book.”

“How about investing that 30% in me?”

This is the main point. Martyr put down his glass.

“I’ll take care of it all with 20%. Priest.”

“What did you say?”

Zahard smacked his lips.

“20%…Good. So are you eating 60%?”

“I think it is well worth the investment. The more money you have, the more fists you can hire. Quality will also increase. Maybe we can grow a force capable of threatening the church.”

“That’s a good word. Not bad. But I mean…”

Sound of knocking on table repeatedly.

“I didn’t invest heavily.”

“……”

“Martier. Remember. You are not the owner of the plate. Me right away Don’t forget who you serve.”

The air changes.

My shoulders are starting to feel heavy. Martyr looked down at the coffee cup, which suddenly began to tremble and bounce around.

The one sitting in front is the beast itself. A monster who has escaped the mask of a person who can never be tamed.

“Let’s remember when we are not greedy. Huh?”

“…….”

Martyr gave her a small nod. She misjudged

The opponent in front of me is Zahard.

It was a monster beyond common sense. I am not a negotiator.

. . .

Back alley organizations were breaking through one after another. Hector’s gang moved quickly, destroying organizations one by one.

Martier was in charge of cleaning up. Work was progressing in an instant, and I had to move quickly too.

The things we promised.

I found Isabelle first.

“What is the production line?”

“I am making a prototype. I’ll bring it to you when it’s finished. As you promised, do you have to pay me 10% separately?”

“If the deal is certain, there is no reason to betray.”

The prototype has been completed. I took a light sip.

[You have consumed the High Potion.]

[Due to the first intake, the limit of holy power increases.]

[Due to the first intake, the limit of the bowl increases.]

[The first intake increases the limit of the soul.]

[The body’s impurities are removed.]

[Healing power is greatly improved.]

[All stats temporarily increase.]

[A holy energy caresses you.]

[Your heart speeds up and you can exert more power than you can.]

[A weak aphrodisiac effect rises.]

[A weak hypnotic effect rises.]

[A slight excitation effect rises.]

[Note.]

[Beware of poisoning.]

[‘Prayer of the Sun God’ removes mental contamination.]

“Whoa…”

My vision narrowed for an instant. My heart started beating fast, and I felt like my blood was boiling.

I turned my shoulders slightly. Hit the wall next to it.

Quaaang!

Bricks falling apart. It was this much even though I didn’t turn my holy power.

A strengthening agent and healing potion that can increase stats up to 1.5 Times.

It’s like putting an extra life into your bosom. Furthermore, the sacred energy that dwells in the body is like a blessing.

When dealing with the undead, the value was almost doubled.

“Did you make it well?”

“Isn’t it?”

“Didn’t there be a separate story?”

“They were satisfied too.”

“You said you were satisfied with 20%?”

“Because it is just a subcontractor.”

“That might not be the case.”

I thought I would ask for at least 30%. High potions are not easy to make. The manufacturing method was also very difficult, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was done by a craftsman.

If you were satisfied with only 20%, Isabelle did a good job negotiating.

Thank you. Isabelle.”

“Yes?”

“As expected, he is competent. You.”

I spoke with a lot of trust.

“Help me in the future. Please take good care of me.”

“…Uh…Uh…”

She looked at me from side to side.

“Are you 16 years old?”

“After this year, I will be 17 years old.”

“I’m afraid of what will happen when I become an adult. Aren’t you flirting with her face?”

“It’s hard to find a woman who won’t fall for me.”

“…I would have really fallen for you if it wasn’t for the back talk, it’s a pity.”

Excitedly, Isabelle turned her head and grabbed the empty bottle.

“How do you proceed?”

“Of course. However, the submission is a little late. The organization has not yet been established.”

“…You dragged an unknown organization… What were you really doing?”

“Me?”

I grinned.

“I respect the priest of Ra.”

The issue of Isabelle has been resolved. But she had another problem to deal with.

The problem of group 2.

At the point where the words were listened to, Isabelle and the Norse crew followed suit.

But the Austin faction couldn’t keep up with the training at all. It was only the group that fell behind and often took a breather.

“Uhhhhh”

It definitely comes with talent. That’s not even trying.

A group that realizes early on that they have no talent and is free to do anything. Austin was the only one who worked hard, but he wasn’t that charismatic in the first place, so he couldn’t properly lead the group.

I am very popular. It’s all about popularity.

I sighed. Is it just Austin?

That wasn’t the case either.

“The thugs with nothing on their heads.”

“Big-headed bastards who can’t even handle their bodies properly.”

Isabelle prioritized her money and her knowledge as a priest.

The Nords revere violence and power, so the personality part is somewhat lacking.

Between water and oil. They fought every time I was away, so I had to find another way.

【These are troublemakers. These are the buds of the growing church…]

“What do you think you would have done if you were like Beatrice?”

【I think it was buried in the mountain behind you?】

“Is that so?”