263. After the party (2)
‘I had a meeting with an officer of the Royal Army and people from the military industry. Because of my research.’
Kevin said it was no big deal.
Come to think of it, most of Kevin’s personal research focused on military magic that maximized fire magic.
From bombing magic that conducts large-scale air strikes from afar, to processing fire magic into items and supplying them to soldiers.
Of course, this was not unusual.
Since the United Kingdom was expanding its colonies all over the world, a lot of resources were concentrated in the military sector, and as a result, there were many people besides Kevin who studied that field.
A part that can be easily recognized by just listening to the newspaper or the radio.
“It is also a place where you can compete purely with your skills, regardless of skin color. Not to mention the rewards.”
Kevin explained why he was doing military magic research.
“Then, isn’t it a personal interest?”
Oliver, who was watching Kevin’s emotional state, asked to confirm.
Kevin’s great responsibility and strong sense of purpose in his research work, but apart from that, he lacked personal curiosity and pleasure as a scholar.
That was pretty strange.
Although there are many wizards who research to win investment or grants, their basic nature is scholars, so it was common for them to study in their fields of interest or areas closely related to their interests.
However, Kevin didn’t.
Apart from the achievements of his research and his understanding of the field, he had no curiosity or aspiration to do so as a scholar in the military field.
Kevin asked.
“what?”
“I asked if he was doing military research out of personal interest.”
Oliver asked to ascertain why he was working in a field he was not interested in. Money and rewards were superficial reasons, and it seemed like there was a more important reason underneath.
Kevin looked up at Oliver, his eyes lit up. It’s like looking through your thoughts.
“Why are you asking such a thing?”
“Just curious? I’m not interested, but I’m curious as to why you’re working so hard.”
“·················ogue.”
“I’m sorry if I said something rude.”
“Because it’s something you have to do.”
“Yes?”
“Because it’s what I have to do… I can’t tell you more than that.”
“ah······. Okay. Thanks for your reply.”
“Don’t thank me. Because it’s not free. Sometimes I have something I want to ask.”
“For me?”
“Yeah, I wonder what was going on at the investment party. Can I hear a story?”
“Yes, of course. I don’t really have anything to say… Shall we talk now?”
“No, I have to work now. We talk over dinner after work.”
“I have a prior appointment today, can I postpone it until tomorrow?”
“Preemptive? What’s going on?”
“sorry. It’s a private matter, so I can’t tell you.”
“I also told you something difficult to say. Wouldn’t it be polite to talk about even a piece of it?”
Quite a sensible word. Oliver answered after thinking.
“I have a personal curiosity, and I go for advice on that. I have something to ask you.”
“advice? Request?”
“Yes.”
Oliver nodded in reply.
***
After delaying his appointment with Kevin, Oliver went on to work at the Tower.
I wrote a report from Oliver’s point of view about the students I dealt with today, and when I was done, I turned it in to Kevin and went home.
Afterwards, as soon as Oliver returned home, he had a light meal and then went out again.
She changed into a different style of clothes, changed shoes, and changed even the smallest details such as belts, watches, and perfumes.
After much effort, Oliver came back out of the house and visited Forest’s new restaurant on 30th Street in District T.
“You came on time. Meals?”
“I just ate.”
“Good luck. Time is running out… Get in the car.”
Forrest said as he opened the car door by hand.
Oliver thanked him and got into the car, followed by Forrest joining him, and the car moved to the destination, Zone X.
“Here is the list. I want to entrust you with the work.”
Forrest said, holding out a brown paper bag.
Inside was a bunch of papers that were neither too thin nor too thick.
Oliver said thank you, and checked the list.
Some companies Oliver might have even heard of, including Pink Man and Shapety Guard. The famous mercenaries from Landa also caught my eye.
There were some people like this before, but this list has increased the proportion.
When asked about this, Forrest answered.
“It is a natural result. Just as money goes to people with money, good things only go to good people. After all, going to the party seems to have had a great effect.”
“Party?”
“Yeah, that’s where I really stepped on the Matopian student……. I think that was pretty impressive. You’re talking about it, so why didn’t you say it?”
“Because it’s not important enough to report on?”
Forrest put on a dissatisfied expression. I didn’t ask for that. Because I knew Oliver was like this from the beginning.
“Even if you don’t think that’s important, let me talk to you……. Anyway, this made Landa’s upper class more favored of you. Warlocks are a bit shunned, but just seeing them in person at a party seems to improve their image and build credibility. Good news. The auction house case started to spread word of mouth, and then we started consolidating it there.”
Forrest said it was a happy thing.
Oliver checked the documents and soon knew why.
Perhaps the higher the level of the client, the higher the quality of the mission and the higher the pay.
The most impressive thing about it was that the number of things that could be adjusted according to Oliver’s convenience increased.
It was a welcome story because Oliver needed more time than money now, almost two years after coming to Landa.
‘This mission and this mission don’t take time from the tower’s business hours. thank god. Now that I’m in charge of the students’ classes, it’s become difficult to take vacation carelessly… Oh, am I really busy now?’
Oliver later realized the consequences of his choice.
It was difficult to use vacation freely any longer.
Of course, it’s not impossible at all, but it was true that I became less free than before because of my work.
I wanted to, but I decided to do it. It was impossible for me to come back now.
Luckily, I was able to take on the job more comfortably, so I just tried to be satisfied.
“What, do you have a question?”
Forrest asked Oliver looking through the list.
“Well······. Not right now. They seem to like most things.”
“It is a natural result, so please accept it. It’s a reward for your achievements. However, please answer me as soon as possible on what kind of work you will be in charge of. We have to answer our customers.”
Oliver looked at the list again and said yes.
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Near the end of Oliver’s conversation with Forrest, Al at the wheel said cautiously.“Sir, Dave. Arrived at the appointed place. There are people out there.”
Forrest and Oliver looked ahead at Al’s words.
It was dusk, and the headlights were on, and at the end of it, a group of men in suits could be seen.
They each sat comfortably on the floor, but as soon as they saw Oliver’s car, they got up and stood in a row, standing in a line.
somehow got used to it.
“Isn’t that joe?”
“right.”
When the car stopped, Forrest answered and got off.
***
“Are you here?”
As soon as Oliver and Forrest got out of the car, Joe and the fighter crew in full suits came to greet them.
As Oliver greeted me, something was strange, so I looked at the fighter crew, and then I realized what it was.
“How come your clothes are similar to mine?”
Oliver asked. Not that it wasn’t, it was really similar.
As a fixer and starting to dress up, Oliver deliberately wore only one style of suit.
It gives a fixed impression, so it is easy to hide your identity and disguise yourself in a different way.
However, that style and the current Fight Crew’s clothing style were very similar.
When Oliver asked about it, Forrest answered.
“Hmmm…. Working with the Crime Firm, I put them all together in a suit, to give the impression that they are a team. Crime Firm is also a huge organization, so people have to maintain dignity accordingly.”
“I don’t think there’s a reason why your clothes are similar to mine in your answer?”
Forrest was puzzled by Oliver’s question.
Instead, Joe responded.
“We asked you to set it up like this… I’m sorry if I offended you.”
Joe bowed politely and apologized.
He’s more polite than I’ve ever seen him before. His feelings for Oliver also became more polite.
Oliver said, bewildered by the incomprehensible change.
“No, I’m not angry, I’m just curious. I think this will fuel strange rumors… Did you hear it too? It’s a vain rumor that I’m your boss.”
“that-“
“-Can’t we talk about work after a little bit of a break?”
As Joe tried to answer, Forrest interrupted.
When Oliver and Joe saw him, he tapped his watch and spoke again.
“Time is a limited resource, and you have to deal with the most important things first. What is your purpose here?”
Oliver remembered coming here to meet Lee Wan.
“ah······. Thanks for telling me. Joe, can you help me meet Lee Wan? I heard you know.”
“Yes, we got it. We will guide you right away.”
“······Securing?”
“Yes.”
In response, Joe beckoned, and in response to the gesture, those who were nearby escorted Oliver and Forrest around.
Seeing Forrest wanting something like this, he pointed forward.
“Follow me.”
***
“I am still amazed today.”
Oliver entered a warehouse and said.
Inside the warehouse was Iwan Bremner, drunk with shackles on both ankles.
Smith’s teacher who made the Big Mouse, and the Warlock Artisan who made the Meat Hammer.
Bottles of wine were all around him, and Oliver rubbed his eyes again, still unable to believe the sight in front of him.
It looked the same again.
“Why are you doing this?”
“That’s a long description, but in a nutshell, this guy came here to see Smith, and all the time he’s been playing here at the pubs and gambling houses.”
“Is there a problem?”
“If you pay fake money, it becomes a problem.”
“yes?”
“The money this nobleman gave out for his alcohol and gambling money turned into leaves after a day.”
“···························」
Oliver questioned his ears and looked at Lee Wan.
Forrest heard it and asked if it was ridiculous.
“But how are you alive?”
“Actually, the victims tried to open the gun alive, but our children found it at the same time. First, we paid it back and secured it. The shackles were tied up because they were afraid of escape. Hey, get it quick!”
At the same time as Joe’s urging, a member of the fighter crew brought a bucket of water.
Without a single hesitation, Joe poured water from a bucket on Iwan, who was lying in shackles.
👌👌👌👌
Iwan jumped up with a light sound.
“aah-! Royal Straight Flush!!! ·······What are you all doing? What about my royal straight flush?”
Iwan asked as he looked at the people looking down at him wet.