The Founder of the Great Financial Family

Chapter 20: Became an Assistant at Banco (9)

Mercenary Captain Karl, who had gone to deposit the advance payment received from Lord Montefeltro at Banco, returned to the campsite.

He was met by one of his subordinates, Seth, who was one of the three mercenaries who had previously warned him, as he returned on horseback.

Seth approached the returning captain without hesitation, taking the reins of the horse and striking up a conversation.

"How did your visit to Banco go?"

From the way he asked, it seemed likely that he had made a bet with his fellow mercenaries.

The nature of the bet was obvious without even asking.

"Did you also get ripped off, Captain?"

As Seth asked, a group standing at a distance, eavesdropping on their conversation, came into view.

They were the participants in this bet.

"Nothing out of the ordinary happened."

The captain replied as calmly and nonchalantly as he could, but he couldn't fool Seth, who had been by his side for many years.

"You got fleeced too, right?"

"Ahem!"

When Karl avoided answering, Seth immediately whistled loudly and raised his voice.

"See! I told you, the captain would definitely get fleeced there too!"

Despite not saying a word himself, he grew irritated at the sight of his subordinate making noise instead of quietly letting the matter pass.

"Well, I said nothing happened, didn't I?"

"Really? Nothing happened there?"

When Seth retorted, Captain Karl just nodded solemnly with a stern expression.

With all his years of experience, Captain Karl couldn't afford to be the laughing stock of his subordinates just because he couldn't manage to save face.

As Captain Karl nonchalantly returned to his tent, Seth's expression crumpled immediately.

He had expected to be scolded, but that wasn't the case.

"Damn it!"

Immediately upon returning to the camp, Mercenary Captain Karl began preparing for an orc subjugation.

Given their reputation, orc subjugation was a trivial task, and for that reason, they had no intention of spending much time on this mission.

They planned to finish the task as quickly as possible and move on to the next job.

"What did you say?"

But then, a problem arose.

The scouts they had sent ahead returned with unexpected news.

"An orc shaman?"

"Yes. There was a shaman in their group."

"And the size of the group was quite large, wasn't it? It's not the level of a typical tribe. It was a mega-tribe formed by the union of several tribes."

As two subordinates, looking as fierce as Captain Karl, reported this, Karl and the rest of his men couldn't hide their bewildered expressions.

What was thought to be a simple orc subjugation had become complicated with the sudden appearance of an orc shaman.

'An orc shaman?'

At this moment, Karl was reminded of the boy who had asked him several unnecessary questions at the bank.