180 – 35. Faith and Money
“Liu, this is the new M&A final contract document.”
“…No problem. Let number 4 take care of it.”
“A request for an urgent increase in investment has been received from Shanghai Logistics. It appears that the company has been attacked by operational forces.”
“You incompetent bastards. Take away all the investment money, then they will blow away the CEO and board members and come back on their knees.”
“Yes.”
“The Indian government’s request for support related to the development of its own fighter jet has been requested again…”
“f*ck. Are you posting this to me knowing that this is already the 4th damn time? How many times has this guy been in charge?”
“It’s me. I’ll correct it right away!”
“Number 4, was it you? Number 5 handles the M&A documents and puts number 4 in the head. Same with that clueless bastard over there.”
“Yes!”
Romance Academy, the base of Liu Yen, a wealthy person.
Compared to the original office, it was smaller and could accommodate far fewer people, but the base was still full of dozens of people and was running non-stop.
The
Rich man, who is the world’s largest in terms of simple cash holdings and boasts an astronomical wealth greater than that of a fairly small country by combining current and non-current assets, does not run a company or sit in a position such as the chairman of a company.
Although it has several subsidiaries, it is a shell company for mergers and acquisitions, and Liu Yan’s official title is only ‘professional investor’.
But still, she was the world’s richest woman.
They control the rise and fall of numerous companies by holding stocks, interfere with national-level projects, and extract profits beyond the money they simply spend, spreading their influence far and wide.
At most, early 20s. The self-made fortune-teller at a very young age kept an expressionless face while handling numerous tasks.
“…Tsk.”
Even at this moment, requests for her investment money are pouring in from all over the world, and countless people are contacting her, those who are hostile to her, those who kneel before her, and those who are trying to persuade her.
And all of that must go through Liu Yan.
That’s what she said about her terrible self-doubt, her pride in her own abilities, and at the same time it was arrogance.
Despite the endless piles of documents and contacts, Liu clicked her tongue as she handled everything in an instant with her job skill .
It’s not difficult to handle things anyway. When you look at it with , You only need to select and approve the things that shine gold.
Take care of the dark and shiny scammers, and completely ignore the plain ones.
In the meantime, she looks around at her aides who are waiting for her payment, and if she sees even the slightest hint of black in , She gives an order to process it immediately.
In some ways, it is a very deformed form in which everything is left to one person, Liu Yan.
It was enough to make Kim Woo-seong, who was standing next to Liu, sigh.
“This… Is unexpected.”
“I still don’t like it, but don’t even say it.”
“Well? I’m afraid this is an order you received from a fortune teller that you really like.”
“…Tsk.”
Liu clicked his tongue again and glanced to the side after paying for all the documents.
He was a man standing next to her like a secretary, smiling as if she had seen it many times before.
I am Kim Woo-sung, a second-year student at Romance Academy and one of the collateral royal family members.
He practically dominates the second grade, and he is quite capable among the collateral royal family members, so he is clearly well-connected.
Liu was disgusted by Kim Woo-sung. Mainly because it hurt Namgoong Min.
‘…… ‘f*ck.’
Even though I knew it was an act, I was reminded of the trauma for a moment when Namgoong Min fell down after being hit by an arrow.
Kidnapped Namgoong Min, helpless self, betrayed aide, sword swinging, Namgoong Min falling down bleeding………
Far away. Liu frowned as he bit his lip to the point of bleeding.
“So, what do you want to say? Say it quickly and get out of the way.”
Personally, she doesn’t really like Kim Woo-sung, but…… Even if he is that kind of guy, as long as it helps Namgoong Min, he can’t just let it go.
Wouldn’t it be great if Kim Woo-sung’s usefulness ran out or he foolishly betrayed him?
When I glared at Kim Woo-sung with eyes full of vicious and endless hatred, he flinched for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“Hmm, anyway, what Namgoong Min wants to say is… ‘Help me as much as you can.’ That’s all.”
“…Are you asking for help?”
“I don’t know what it means either. But…”
“Just?”
“All I had to do was ask everyone in the special occupation class to say the same thing.”
“……Really?”
Although she was momentarily disappointed that the words were not just for herself.
The fact that Namgoong Min left his trust in Liu remains unchanged.
‘Help me as much as you can……… La.’
Liu, who was pondering Namgoong Min’s words for a moment, roughly waved his hand and gave a congratulatory order.
Amman, but of course we should listen to the words of a wealthy person who is young, a commoner, not a fighter, and has a lot of money, so he can have enough influence on the Korean Empire’s imperial family, right?
Before being punished by Kim Seong-il and Kim Eun-ha, Kim Woo-sung built his own power as a representative of the collateral royal family, but if he is now, it is clear who is A and E.
Kim Woo-sung quickly bowed at 90 degrees and walked out of the base at a slow pace.
And right after that.
“Hey, Liu.”
“…Since you interrupted my worries, it must be a report of some value.”
“Of course. Here’s the details of the funds your lover spent at the Vatican──”
“Give it to me now.”
Okay!
Liu roughly snatched the document from his aide’s hand and read each word with concentration.
Then, finally, she saw the $1 billion that was originally going to go to McLaren.
“Ha, hahahaha.”
“……? Mr. Liu?”
“hahahahaha! Yes, that’s what I was thinking…! Of course, of course I have to help! Then, whose boyfriend are you? Ha…Everyone, gather together.”
“”””Set!!!””””
“How much cash can I move now? No, that’s enough. Just prepare everything. Return everything, including investments, to a blank sheet.”
“Okay. Where can I send the cash?”
“That’s obvious.”
A very wealthy person with a fortune teller’s smile.
It’s beautiful, yet it giggles viciously.
“All to my boyfriend.”
“”””Honorable name!””””
*
“Raphael, I want to go outside.”
＜…… I am not Raphael.＞
“What do you mean? Inside me, he’s the same Raphael as me. A friend that’s closer to me than anyone else!”
“Of course it can be done! This place is shiny, pretty, and spacious. The two of us will continue to play here! Shall we conclude again?”
When did I realize ‘myself’ within Raphael?
When did you realize that you were not a person, but just dregs attached to the profession of
Saint?
When was the first time Raphael gave me permission and I was able to move his body myself?
When did Raphael tell me that I am also Rafael Martina?
It was over 10 years ago, but I remember those moments clearly.
The promise made with the ‘real’ Rafael Martina.
But.
“Huh? Tsk, do you know that I hate that place? It’s full of soft beds and delicious snacks! But why would I like that place?”
“I don’t know if it’s too difficult to say, but it’s smelly and dirty in there.”
“And you’ve been visiting the orphanage while I’m asleep, right? We’re sharing, right? What did the Cardinal say… Division of labor? Anyway, something like that!”
＜…… Yes.＞
Raphael was a pure and kind friend, but at the same time, he was just a child.
Raphael didn’t think about leaving the comfort of his church, and he didn’t like visiting orphanages or nearby slums.
Naturally, I was left in charge of the things Raphael disliked.
On the contrary, it was something I was very happy about. Obtaining a body and moving around in person was something more than simple satisfaction.
At that time, I was wandering around slums and orphanages in the name of stealth.
“Hello? Are you an orphan too?”
“Uh…”
“I’m Chloe! It’s dangerous here, so let’s go to the orphanage!”
“Huh?”
I met her.
“Ah.”
The ‘real’ Raphael fell in love.
*
“……….”
It was a familiar place.
That day, I met Chloe for the first time ── I spent time at her orphanage where she stayed almost every day.
Because Raphael fell in love with Chloe at first sight, he had to change bodies again here.
Unlike Raphael, who fell asleep while switching bodies, he was able to see outside with the same vision as Raphael.
That’s why I knew very well about Cloel and this orphanage.
Raphael’s feelings for Chloe.
“…It’s cold.”
The nights in the Vatican are not cold. The barrier stretching from the cathedral and the Holy See to the entire Vatican blocks all kinds of things.
Thanks to this, the citizens and priests of the Vatican can enjoy warm nights all year round.
But still, the saint’s heart was cold.
It was cold.
…… If you lean quietly in front of the orphanage door, you can hear voices from inside.
──It’s so wide, but there’s no one there.
──Originally, orphans like me…… Uh, it was full…… Ra, Raphael took everyone to a better place.
──hehehehe, it’s okay if you don’t treat me so hard.
──Ha, but she is a saint……
──Saint…… You are treating me normally, right?
──That’s Raphael……
Voice of Chloe Martina and Eileen Teddy Bear.
Cloel was having a hard time with the hidden saint in front of her, and seeing that Eileen did not call her an unbeliever, it seemed like she was not a saint but rather a persona of Eileen herself.
It was a somewhat awkward and hesitant conversation, but still, a warm light and warmth flowed from inside the orphanage.
Completely different from the heart of the saint sitting outside the door.
Someone came and stood next to the saint who was squatting down, holding her knees with both hands.
“I thought you would be here.”
“How about this orphanage… It’s the fortune of a fellow sinner.”
Despite the saint’s words, Namgoong Min only shrugged her shoulders.
The saint, who was silent for a moment, buried her head.
“Actually, I knew.”
“What do you mean?”
“The reason Chloel treated Raphael so kindly… Was to replace the younger brother she lost. That Raphael’s love would never come true…”
“So what did you do?”
“I didn’t want to destroy Raphael’s first love and dream. I thought it would be good if Raphael went around the slums and orphanages on his own, even if it was just because of his dark intentions, and if he fulfilled his duty as a saint.”
“So?”
“As expected… Comrade Sinner is cruel. You know everything through divination, yet you demand an answer from me?”
“……………….”
“…I was 4 years old at that time. A year later when Raphael was growing in love, Raphael and I were kicked out of church.”
To become a saint recognized by the church.
Raphael and he had to go on a pilgrimage.
At most, with the body of a 5-year-old.
“I don’t intend to go into detail about the past, but… I feel really foolish at this moment.”
“Why is that so?”
“Reforming the church… I wondered if it was right to use the money and power that had corrupted the church for that purpose, and if there was another way.”
“That’s right.”
“But the person I’m asking for advice from is Chloe. She’s just a nun who grew up in her orphanage, so there’s no way she can give me a clear answer to my question.”
It would have been better if I had gone to see Cardinal Skoll.
It would have been much better to borrow the authority of a saint and go to a lawyer or another expert.
Why is he in front of Cloel’s orphanage?
“No matter how much it may be said that reforming her church is due to a young promise to Cloel, it would have been foolish for her to rely on her….”
“……………….”
“You probably already knew that, right? I… No, the promise Raphael shared with Cloel. There’s no way a fellow sinner wouldn’t know that.”
“…Are you going in?”
“I don’t think I’ll go in.”
“Why?”
“I know very well that there is no other alternative anyway.”
So the saint left himself to his cold heart for a moment.
Even if in the end it is nothing more than escaping from reality.
At least I was able to run away for a while.
“Comrade sinner, do you know that?”
“…What do you mean?”
“God is not as omnipotent and omnipotent as we think.”
Suspicion, and fanaticism.
Even though I doubt the power of God, I unwaveringly believe in its existence.
Only after hearing that.
I──
[Character Event: – Rafael Martina
Raphael Martina, a saint blessed by God, is a fanatic who believes in God.
But what is God?
An omnipotent being who can achieve anything? Or is it a refuge that only provides peace of mind?
Even people who believe in the same god have different thoughts, so how can one rashly determine the god a saint believes in?
A fanatic who believes in God. At the same time, a heretic who doubts God.
Rafael Martina confessed to you the contradictions she had harbored within herself.
How will his fate unfold?
Event Goal: Help Rafael Martina make a choice (this is the final goal!)
Remaining period: Until you come down from the Tower of Proof.
Achievement reward: Depends on Rafael Martina’s choice.]