Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 738

#738. Let’s start with an introduction.

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“You know him, right? How well my store did.”

“I heard a lot… that it was a very famous burger joint in Las Vegas.”

“It’s not just famous! It was the best restaurant in Las Vegas!”

listen to jenny

Charlotte nodded.

How famous [Soybean Burger of Happiness] was in Las Vegas, which opened with the vegan craze.

It was a fact so clear that it could be known with just a quick search on the internet.

“The best restaurant in Las Vegas is the best restaurant in the United States, and that means my restaurant was the best restaurant in the world!”

…No matter how much, it’s an exaggeration up to that point.

Even thinking so.

Charlotte did not point out.

Although the subjective prejudice was a bit severe, on the contrary, Jenny’s argument was not so absurd as to be objectively denied.

So, she only told the facts.

“Yeah, it was ruined in the end.”

“It’s not messed up! It’s just that the business has shrunk a little because of the money buggers’ tricks!”

Maybe because the facts were too sharp.

Instead of the proud expression from before, Jenny, who had a teary face, gulped down her glass and sobbed.

“I should have been a little more careful then…. If only I hadn’t secured my cooker as collateral because I was in a rush to expand my business…”

When there was a GOD cooker.

Her store was a peak.

Because it pushed out the unlucky [Big & Cheese & Burger] and became the best restaurant in Las Vegas.

But Jenny’s dream is to franchise vegan burgers and make the world’s best burger company.

To get there, just one successful store wasn’t enough.

So Jenny took an adventure.

It received an additional loan using the GOD brand cooker as collateral.

renting a new building.

Book an extra cooker.

Enough to open a second shop.

Even though I didn’t know, the interest was huge because I did that while taking out a loan with my soul.

Jenny didn’t mind.

Now, if only the cooker of the GOD brand I reserved came out, I was confident that the second store would succeed and pay off the loan soon.

“My plan was perfect… If only the second store was successful, I could have built a burger empire in five years.”

“But you failed…”

“How could I have known that the demon would appear again then!”

Jenny wailed.

In the aftermath of the third drinking incident, Russia is closed entirely.

Thanks to that, the release of the cooker she reserved was delayed indefinitely.

It became a huge fatal blow to her, who had a lot of debt on the premise that she would quickly make the second store a success.

“Damn Fafnir money bugs! You stole my cooker just because I was a little overdue!”

“They say they usually confiscated it.”

“Whose side are you on, Charlotte?”

“Yeah… You’re on my aunt’s side?”

“Why are the answers interrogative?!”

“If you borrow money and decide to pay it back, is it right to keep your promise?”

“Yeah, but! Still, you have to curse the Fafnir money bugs together!”

Jenny swallowed her tears.

Of course she knew.

The Golden Dragon clan protects a word once spoken, even if it dies.

Also, since you borrowed money from their bank, you shouldn’t expect leniency.

It is also the fact that he is responsible for taking out an unreasonable loan without thinking about the future in the first place.

But who did.

It is said that rationality is too much for humans.

Jenny, who was ruined overnight because the cooker was confiscated, had no choice but to resent even the Golden Dragon clan.

“Let’s see, those money bugs. If I succeed and build a burger empire one day, I will deposit a lot of money and be treated like a VVIP.”

“I’m thinking of making a deal.”

“Because Fafnir Bank is the best. If you break the deal, only I will be at a loss!”

“Anyway, I don’t know if that will be revenge.”

“are you okay. Instead, if I make sure to feed Chairman Fafnir my burger and hear that it is delicious, that will be my greatest revenge!”

“Um… Cheer up. My aunt’s burger is delicious, so it will be possible someday.”

Instead of snacking, they munched on Jenny’s burger.

Charlotte thought.

I don’t know when that one day will be.

No matter how delicious it was, it was unknown whether the chairman of Fafnir, who is said to be the richest man in the world, would find a burger like this.

“Sobbing! Yes, you are the only one for me, Charlotte!”

It’s because I’m so drunk.

After sobbing and complaining.

Until Jenny fell asleep.

Charlotte, who had been drinking with her, dressed her well and laid her down on the bed.

And he cleaned up the messy shop and even washed the dishes.

As it hadn’t happened once or twice anyway, her treatment was so quick and neat that it was perfect.

However, her face was full of worry.

“…I guess I’ll need more money.”

Charlotte sighed.

Jenny always said she would succeed, but that was close to impossible.

She didn’t even have the money to recover in Las Vegas right away, because her limit was to open a new, shabby store like this in this wilderness.

How many years will it take for you to succeed in this situation and return to Las Vegas?

Even a rough calculation made my head shake.

So it was.

After cleaning up, Charlotte locked the store and headed for the old abandoned building.

Open the safe on the floor.

Change your clothes on the pile of money.

After carrying two pistols at his waist.

Finally, turning the bracelet slightly turns the hair black.

After finishing all the work, she looked at her face reflected in the broken window.

And after checking his face with clear scars, he left the abandoned building with a cold expression, the opposite of when he was with Jenny.

Charlotte’s work is over.

It was time for Black Dog to be active.

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In a city in the wilderness…

No matter how small a village, what is the building that is indispensable?

bank?

power plant?

gun point?

Of course, they are also important.

However, the first building to be built in the wilderness was fixed.

That’s right, it’s a bar.

It wasn’t because the Americans were drunk.

The problem was that gunmen and alcohol were inextricably linked.

Most of the cowboys who fought against corrupted spirits or human hunters and bandits in the wilderness spent their money on alcohol and women.

The bar always had a gunman.

As a result, a tradition emerged that the bar in each city was the meeting place and stronghold of gunmen.

In that sense, being a bartender in the wilderness was not just a job where you just had to make drinks.

trade in firearms.

or arrange a request.

Paying bounties, etc.

You could say he was a supporter or guild master who helped the gunmen with their various tasks.

And in the case of Ferrick.

To put it bluntly, I thought it was closer to management.

They provide good jobs for a reasonable fee, manage accidents, discover and support talented people, and so on.

There is only a small difference between a gunman and a celebrity.

Basically, what a bartender does isn’t that much different from a manager.

“no.”

“…”

“Oh, I can’t even shoot like that!”

Is it because of the rough scar?

Parrick let out a sigh as he tried to avoid the black dog’s gaze, which was terrifying just to look at.

“Hey Black Dog, I acknowledge your skills. At least that you have no opponent among the gunfighters in this city.”

It’s been less than a month since he showed up.

The skill of Black Dog, who was called the best gunman in the city before he knew it, was obviously amazing.

18 to 1 duel.

Bounty Scott captured.

Eliminate the Scorpions bandits.

Such as the suppression of the Lewis family this time.

What she had done was a series of achievements that would make all other gunfighters stick their tongues out.

But…

“No matter how hard it is, I can’t give you a request from the Fallen Spirit right away.”

“why?”

“That’s because you don’t have armor.”

Ferrick cut it off.

A gunman’s skill is obviously a gun.

However, its true value lies in its armored maneuvering.

The North American continent, the land of spirits, is a land where reinforced exoskeleton can be obtained more easily than any other country in the world.

That’s why it wouldn’t matter if it was an armored cavalry made to order by a shaman.

Every skilled gunman had at least one cavalryman who had been able to assemble the parts of the fallen spirits.

It wasn’t because he had too much money, but because armor was essential to catching the fallen spirits.

Sometimes there are gunslingers who use photon cannons, but that’s if you’re lucky enough to find an ancient artifact.

in that sense.

It was only natural that Ferrick refused Black Dog’s request, as all he had was a pistol and a rattle.

“…You can catch the fallen spirits even without armor.”

“That confidence is good and it’s scary that I can actually do it, but I have to quit the business at the point of giving you that job.”

armored at least.

Or a high-grade magic ball.

That is the condition of being a gunman in charge of hunting spirits.

If you violate that and give the job as you wish, you will be kicked out of the bartender association.

Ferrick, who stopped Black Dog’s coercion by speaking clearly, frowned and added another word.

“If you want to take on Jung’s request, buy at least one armored cavalryman? If your skills are good, you can sell it on a special installment basis.”

“…That’s not allowed.”

“Oh yeah. It’s a waste of cavalry, right?”

‘Anyway, he’s such a salty person.’

There is a level of poverty-stricken spirit.

A gunman who didn’t even want to buy armor because it wasn’t enough to add the cost of bullets to the commission fee every time.

What to do with this unusual customer.

Ferric, suffering from a headache, scratched his head.

“Hey, wanting to catch the fallen spirit is also about money, right?”

“of course.”

“Then, I have a request to recommend. A rich client wants the best gunslinger.”

“…What kind of request is it?”

“That’s…”

I heard that it would be money.

I wonder if I can entrust this job to her who has openly expressed interest.

Concerned, Ferrick finally closed his eyes and opened his mouth with the feeling of a manager introducing the event to the idol in charge.

“The bodyguard of a certain celebrity.”

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‘Is it okay?’

sofa and carpet.

A picture hanging on the wall.

Even a water bottle.

Black Dog pondered in the drawing room of a luxurious and glamorous hotel.

Was it right to take on this job?

But no matter how many times I thought about it, the answer was fixed.

I could make more money than all the money I’ve ever made, just by protecting others.

Because I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

‘Should I tell my aunt that I would do a part-time job…?’

How can I make time without being caught as a black dog?

I was thinking while sitting on the sofa.

Suddenly.

Black Dog tilted his head.

It’s because I felt a strange fragrance that brushed the tip of my nose from one day.

‘…what is this smell?’

Are you burning incense?

It’s sweet enough to crook your nose.

I get a headache and dizziness just by sniffing it.

Nevertheless, rather than being unpleasant, what is the identity of the strange scent that makes you want to keep smelling it because it feels strangely pleasant.

she was thinking about

widely.

“Hmm, do you think the gunman in charge of my security is a young lady?”

did it ever appear?

One time I was startled when I saw the person sitting across from me.

Seeing her who understood the question only belatedly and nodded, he smiled.

“Okay then, let’s start with an introduction.”

A performer who is said to be on par with the pure white Princess Baekryong, who sings famously as a world-class singer.

It disappeared for a while, but

Come to this wilderness out of nowhere.

The man who found a good gunman.

The black-haired man, also known as the deep-dark violinist, opened his mouth quietly as he looked straight into her golden eyes.

“It’s Lee, the violinist who decided to hire the lady.”