Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

118 117. Commercial Guild Chiefs And Aristocratic Flux

As Ivano was compiling the paperwork, he received a call from Viscount Jeddah, the guild leader.

We're only a few minutes away from officially quitting the commercial guild. Is the call a formal greeting or is it a noble relationship here?

Ivano weaved his blue jacket and headed to the guild length's room.

"Excuse me."

"There you are, Ivano. How much time do we have now?

It was Gabriella sitting on a black-skinned sofa who had spoken up.

Behind the room, on the concierge is Viscount Jeddah, beside whom the man of his squire refrains.

"I can free up the morning. I'm going to the Zola Chamber of Commerce this afternoon."

"Yes. So, do we have something we'd like to ask?

Apparently, it came to Gabriella's knowledge that I was meeting with Fortunato yesterday.

Ivano sat on the couch across the street from him recommended, fingering his hands together.

"If you can, I'd like to ask you a few questions about Fortunato."

"You're letting me take care of the foam pump bottles for the nobles, so can I offset some of them from there?

"Yes, please"

"How much do you know now?

"Last year, the former guild chief retired due to a sudden illness, and Master Fortunato became guild chief. In higher college, he graduated in knighthood, and for some reason, a clothing guild. Very popular with aristocratic women. A second son but a trailer. Her wife is from the Count's family, beautiful, and a little more attentive. You have one son and one daughter. That's about all they collected."

"Not bad, shall I add"

Gabriella, who closed her eyes for the first time, pointed that gaze at Ivano.

"The Luini family is famous for knights from generation to generation. Lean financially with your predecessors and let Fortunato go and sell himself into the garment guild. Immediately after entering, she became in charge of noble women and worked, even at night clubs, in floral shapes. Six years ago, he married the Count's Lady and became deputy guild chief. Your relationship with the aristocratic ladies is still quite intimate. Especially for high-ranking married aristocratic women who still go and recommend their own dresses."

"Lord Fortunato's brother and two brothers are in the Knights of the Royal Castle. The sword can do that, but there is no abdominal arts. My oldest son says he has given up the house to Fortunato and is a lifelong knight. Each of his younger brothers is a son-in-law to the Viscount and clothing-related merchants."

A brilliantly born street of things. A man who doesn't seem weak anywhere.

Fortunato just knew better not to turn it to his enemies.

"I'd like to ask you one more thing, how much is this ring?

Silver ring wrapped in a handkerchief. That's what I got from Fortunato last night.

"What's wrong with that?

From across the desk, Jeddah's low inquiry sounded.

"Yesterday, when we were drinking together, Master Fortunato gave it to me. They say it's an anti-poison, anti-confusion, anti-ecstasy ring."

"Appraisal."

I beg your pardon.

A squire receives a ring from Ivano and confirms it with a blue lens monocular.

"... Three, indeed, are in. Moderate, not completely resistant though"

"Um, how much would it cost to buy it at a magic conductor store?

"What about five gold coins?"

I stopped at an unexpected price. No way, I didn't think it would cost that much.

I'm slightly over my month's salary.

"Shouldn't I have received this?

"I didn't want you to have it for a reason. Did you pull it out, or was it even asked in the inside of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce?

"I got some herbal wine and told you a little bit about Mr. Dahlia. Well, Mr. Dalya stays that way, and I'm a white belly, so I didn't have any trouble talking about it."

"Herbal wine......?

"Yeah, he's the one with the smooth mouth. It was too smooth, I accidentally bit my lips, and I got a potion at the service. I broke one handkerchief, but then I got this ring, so it's black."

Last night, I took Fortunato's invitation and went for a drink without anyone knowing.

Too defenseless would scold me, I deliberately explained brightly while I thought so.

"... it is."

Gabriella's narrowed eyes become a complete line of smiles.

Zhu's lips hung tightly, and both fingers were firmly assembled on the table.

Shit, it was too late when I thought so.

"Fortunato, the chief of the garment guild, has been so kind and polite to teach you how to behave in the aristocracy"

"Ga......"

The name I called for disappeared in the back of my throat.

Scary enough for my spine to get cold.

Gabriella is genuinely angry with this look (Kao) and when it comes to trickery.

No one can stop this except perhaps my husband, Viscount Jeddah.

If I turned to Viscount Jeddah in an attempt to ask for help, this one was laughing with the exact same look (kao).

It is perfectly good for me.

"Hey, you. We have to pay you back."

"Right. Do you want to increase the value of silk in the Eastern countries that we are wholesale to Lord Fortunato at home by 10% from next month?"

"I like that."

Connect words as you sweat cold to the two of you who converse with a cold smile.

"No, you know, I healed right in the potion, and, you know, I've got a ring, and that sort of thing..."

I did get angry that it was an aristocratic fluke, but not so much resentment towards Fortunato.

If I can do that, I'm more worried about the deterioration of my relationship in the future.

As I managed to find words to follow, my deep black eyes turned to me.

"Don't get me wrong, Ivano. Not for you. I am the head of the commercial guild and guarantor of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce. Besides, he was scratched by his wife's" apprentice, "not the silent" Jeddah family ""

This is the first time I've ever known this man to make such a cold voice.

At the same time, he finally recognized that the two in front of him were aristocrats.

We've worked together for a long time, but I guess what I've seen so far have been two of the common folk responses.

"I'm not good at nobility, but you're in charge of this guy."

"Oh, it's my call. If Lord Fortunato wants to fight in the aristocracy category, he can always. As guarantors of the Chamber of Commerce or as guild leaders, I'll let you choose."

Viscount Jeddah, who just thought it was a calm settling, seems to have been quite belligerent.

Come to think of it, there's no way a man who just calms down and doesn't move can keep a commercial guild leader going for long.

When you get this far, you could end up putting an apology in Fortunato.

"... Um, thank you, but for this one, I want to give back to Master Fort, so please, please...!

The two silenced themselves for a while as they kept bowing their heads.

"Only Eastern white silk raises 20% value starting next month"

"I know it's a little short, but I can't help it."

"Um... Eastern white silk is the fabric of noble bridesmaid costumes, right?

"Yeah, if you're a nobleman, don't hesitate to choose."

"That's it for my concessions. Oh, Ivano, call me Leone after me. Tell Miss Dahlia that too."

"What?"

Viscount Jeddah, who is not very tolerant of calling his name, specified his name.

To the best of Ivano's knowledge, even the commercial guild presidents, even if Gabriella's name can be called, are few to call Leone's name.

"If you're a noble opponent, it's a little name to go by. I'm the guarantor of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce.

"... thank you"

I bow my raised head again and express my sincere gratitude.

I wonder if I could do a little, the aristocratic opponents are different on their own. It feels like I don't know the rules of how to fight.

Now our Chamber of Commerce is a chick (Hina) put under Leone's wing.

"You shouldn't tell Lord Volfredo about this one. Miss Dalya won't be able to make a face either. It's too early for both of us."

"Master Wolfe, too, is it?

"He's warm, but your family isn't. It's also troublesome that the garment guild leader, who just replaced him last year, might replace him again."

I was told to rush something disturbing, but I just can't understand it.

Whatever it looks like, it's a Wolf who can no longer be with you. I didn't think his home, the Scalfalots, was that harsh.

"I'm sorry I'm talking to you. Dear Leone, it's time."

"Right. I'm going to the royal castle. Two, three, you've got more things to keep in mind."

Follow the voice of your squire and stand up Leone, but have some fun. What a bad feeling, but I can't ask.

I dropped off a guy with a different vibe, along with Gabriella.

"Mr. Gabriella, you know, shouldn't I have talked? From my senses, I also feel like it's too much..."

In a silly tone, I say it. Not so many of them were scared.

"I was flattered by Fortunato's story, caught in a deep drink, surrounded by beautiful women, I would have kept my mouth shut around here. But apart from confessors in wine, it's against the rules. Besides, if a nobleman gets scratched by his name, he can't keep his mouth shut. And I think Fortunato is anticipating this kind of response."

"Nobility is a big deal..."

Continuing yesterday, it still hurts today. It's a world where I don't learn enough.

Even if I remember the aristocratic manners, I don't know the bumps in commerce and rush.

"Nevertheless, a herbal wine with a confessor for the first time is too aristocratic a welcome. I couldn't have told you that. Through my husband, may I introduce you to someone who can teach me?

"No, thank you, but because that doesn't make the 'apprentice' independent forever"

Just now, Leone said.

"Wounded by his wife's 'disciple', he is not a silent 'Jeddah family'," he said.

That's all I said and they lent me wings, I don't want to be any sweeter.

Luckily, the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, even chicks can take their own bait.

One of these days you might get out from under your wings and, someday, bump your wings against each other.

"For a while, I'll be referring to Zola's Chairman of Commerce and Fort as my teacher. Well, first of all, do we aim for coexistence and co-prosperity on an equal footing with Master Fort"

"Equal coexistence and co-prosperity, hey..."

Gabriella narrows her eyes like a cat and looks at herself.

At some point I was beginning to see that the bluff was not suspicious but worrying.

"Well, by the time I die of aging, I'm going to win."

"Could you do it while I'm alive? I want to die watching my apprentice triumph."

What high hopes Gabriella has.

Ivano replied with a bitter smile.

"Can you just wait about twenty years, Master?"