So I'm a Snake, Who Cares?

Chapter 233: VVIP (2)

Right now there are other things to care about.

'I need to find out exactly what it means to gain Majesty.'

"Do that."

Just as I can feel the magic power accumulated in my body when I concentrate.

I could feel the Majesty making my chest majestic.

It took about 3 hours, I think.

Until figuring out the definite use of Majesty.

Since it originated from the 'Royal' trait, I thought it might be related to crown skills.

?Can temporarily strengthen 'Crown of Connection lv1'.?

That was the answer.

I could use the Majesty I gained to strengthen crown skills.

'Like temporarily raising skill levels to use like with Crown of Overcome?'

I thought so at first but it was a bit different.

It seemed I could use Majesty to produce special effects different from the crown skills' basic effects.

Like how using Gear Second turns Gomu Gomu Pistol into Gomu Gomu Jet Pistol.

However, the Majesty I gained was still at a weak level.

Not enough to use on Domination, Overcome, or Steal crowns, only enough for the Crown of Connection.

'Should I try using it here...?'

Before me was an extraordinary pottery containing magic power.

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[Alteard's Ceremonial Celadon]

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For reference, Isil is planted in it now. It's an item I specially brought to make into Isil's home.

But when I concentrated and looked at that flowerpot.

?Can use 'Crown of Connection lv1' by consuming Majesty.?

'Connection' became possible with inanimate objects, specifically artifacts containing magic power.

What would happen if used on an artifact?

'...No, let's hold back for now.'

Though I wanted to try using it, I decided to hold back.

It's like Isil's cushion, what would I do connecting with that right now?

There will be opportunities to try it soon.

Also not sure how much more Majesty I can obtain...

I looked at Obern.

I need to maneuver him better. Since he's so good at acting, he'll be helpful going forward.

That's when.

Knock knock.

A knocking sound came from outside.

I quickly hid behind while Obern opened the door.

It was a hotel employee.

"What is it?"

"A letter has arrived for Mr. Grimoire."

The letter had Emerald School's seal on it.

Just had the interview today but could it be?

Obern closed the door and hastily opened the letter.

I quickly went to look too.

?To Mr. Obern Grimoire.

We deeply thank you for visiting our Emerald School...?

To summarize simply.

He passed.

It said to start work from next week, that kind of content.

'That's great!'

Obern collapsed to his knees.

"Uhuhuhu!"

Then started shedding tears of emotion.

Yes, you must feel relieved.

But this is just the beginning, how can you cry already.

And now you can't break the contract.

You're my subordinate forever, that's what I mean.

Just play today and when you wake up tomorrow morning we're going straight to the bank. Got it?

Obern nodded while crying.

==

Solion Royal Bank.

Though called the Royal Bank, it certainly wasn't acting as the king's private vault.

Maybe it was like that in ancient times but it couldn't be in modern times.

An advanced nation needs a trustworthy financial system.

Who would trust a bank if the king freely withdrew money from it?

Though it's very obvious, many didn't understand this.

In that sense, it was truly a wise choice when a previous king made the bank independent several generations ago.

Though such an idea didn't come from the previous king himself.

It was after that mighty Empire had already established such a system.

However, just thinking to copy the Imperial Bank could be called being a wise king.

Because the Royal Bank maintained such independence, the bankers had pride.

They treat nobles just like any other customer.

Polite but not servile, they handle customers meticulously and strictly.

Their only criteria for judging customers are deposit amount and asset size.

The other party's position or status doesn't matter.

However, since customers don't walk around with their wealth written on their foreheads, having an eye for people is important.

'Hmm, not an amateur.'

New banker Mikael thought this looking at the customer sitting in the waiting area.

VIPs would go straight to the VIP counter, so probably a regular customer or first visit...

'Smells like money.'

He was an extremely handsome person.

A man with slightly tied long blonde hair, looking stylish with crossed legs and interlocked fingers.

Something like dignity could be felt.

He might soon become a VIP.

It would be good to bring him tea and make a good impression.

That's when he thought this.

Mikael thought he must be seeing wrong.

'Huh...?'

Is it a toy? No why would a grown man have such a toy?

Though pretty, that's clearly alive.

That's what he thought seeing the crystal snake moving up the man's wrist.

'No way, a live animal in the bank!'

Even VIPs are prohibited from bringing pets into the bank.

According to the old and strict rules, that was so.

Mikael quickly ran to his senior clerk.

When she explained the situation, the muscular senior jumped up from his seat.

"Where?"

"Over there!"

Mikael followed the senior trailing behind as they approached that man.

If the senior warns him 'kindly', even a noble would be intimidated.

"Customer."

"Ah, finally here."

But, that customer took out a golden key from his coat's inner pocket.

A strange flimsy key that didn't look like it could serve its purpose.

The moment he saw that.

The senior's waist bent 90 degrees.

"You're a vault user. I deeply apologize for keeping you waiting."

"It's fine. But I don't want to wait any longer."

"We'll prepare right away. Please wait just a moment."

Mikael gaped stupidly.

For that scary senior to be so courteous.

When she asked the passing senior 'don't we need to chase out the animal?'

"Kid, you can chase out VIPs but not VVIPs."

He just growled that.

==

Somehow the bankers became friendly as soon as we showed the key.

'Must be quite expensive to rent a vault? Looking at how friendly they became.'

When I asked Obern that.

'I didn't even know underground rental vaults existed.'

Seems their existence isn't even known to ordinary people.

Just how rich was Pelerian?

The path to the underground vault had very thorough security.

First, there are no stairs going down.

Only one elevator operating with magical machinery exists, and in emergencies cutting the elevator cables blocks the path to the vault.

Of course it doesn't matter to us since we're not here to steal but to retrieve contents from our owned vault.

The guiding banker seemed a bit excited.

"An anonymous vault, this is my first time."

Apparently they don't rent vaults anonymously in principle.

We walked thump thump down the underground corridor.

Several iron doors were attached to the walls. Each of those compartments is a vault.

And we arrived at the innermost part of the corridor.

Particularly massive iron doors existed there.

Unlike other vaults, the place we arrived had no name attached, just the number 006.

"This is it. May I open the vault door?"

Obern nodded, and the banker gently inserted the golden key into the keyhole.

Click, clickclick-

With a peculiar sound, the lock mechanism started releasing.

'Wonder what's inside.'

I'm curious. 8,000 galleons? Or Minsk?

I couldn't guess at all but.

"It's opening."

Creeeeak-

Finally, the vault door opened.