The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 243 Knight Otto

Chapter 243 Knight Otto
Three days passed since the royal election began.

Reinhardt has been visiting Crusch's mansion frequently these days. He went there specifically to apologize to Natsuki Subaru because he felt bad for not stopping the quarrel between his good friends.

It clearly had nothing to do with him, but I still felt unnecessary guilt and even went to apologize in person. It was really inexplicable.

But these have nothing to do with Zun Zun.

“By the way! Reinhardt, have you forgotten what you promised me? Come on, fulfill your promise!”

He yelled at the rather helpless Sword Master.

He also participated in the royal election and even became a candidate for the royal election. Maybe he would marry one of them in the future. He paid such a high price and agreed to so many things. His ultimate goal was to let Reinhard open the passage and let him go home.

But the other party kept delaying.

"Your Excellency, it's not that I don't agree, but there are still many trivial matters after your king's election that have not been resolved, such as your left and right arms."

"You mean the Knights of the Guard?"

Zun Zun frowned.

The king's chosen candidate and the serving knight, this seems to be a fixed combination, so Zun Zun also needs to have his own guard knight.

but……

"The Sages' Association is pressing us hard, and you keep saying that you don't have a suitable candidate and you're not sure. I can't let you go easily. How about deciding on a knight as soon as possible?"

"It's easy to say, but there is no suitable candidate."

"From what you said, there are many excellent knights in the Royal Guards."

"Forget it, a bunch of idiots."

Zun Zun rolled his eyes.

When the King's Selection Ceremony began, the elder from the Council of Sages told him to decide on his knight as soon as possible, and recommended many outstanding members of the Knights Guard, but... they were all incompetent.

No wonder the Kingdom signed a peace treaty with the Empire even though Reinhard was there.

Because the others are really not good enough.

Zun Zun also has something to say. Look at the people that the other kings have brought with them: Blue Healer Felice, Best Knight Julius, Hanging Wall Lai Aotian, Infinite Reincarnation 486, Sage Candidate Al. What kind of people do I bring with me? The Knights are a bunch of misfits. Can they be guards? They don't have the ability, you know?
Felt pointed at the hooligans staggering around in the courtyard and said:
"Then the three of them..."

"You can't even catch up with the knights. What? You don't accept it? Just hold it in."

The three gangsters were very dissatisfied, but under the gaze of Zun Zun with slightly red eyes, they remained silent with grievance.

These three are unlucky old bastards.

They were originally wandering around in the alley out of boredom, looking for a fat sheep to attack, but they happened to meet Firut, who killed them on the spot by the furious Rom, and was forced to bring them back for training.

"Then just let Master Rom be your knight."

"...Ah, the old man?"

Grandpa Rom pointed at himself with a stupid look on his face.

Zun Zun looked carefully at the giant Lao Deng, paused for a moment and then sighed.

Nothing was said, yet it seemed like everything was said.

"Little brat, what do you mean by sighing? Even if you want to, I won't agree, humph!"

"That's enough, Master Rom. You're really not good at being tsundere at your age."

Felt clapped his huge arms.

She was just saying it casually. She would be reluctant to let Rom become a respected guard knight. Besides, he is so old and it is time for him to enjoy his life. It is better not to let him work too hard.

"Also, sir, please quickly select the right person."

"Reinhard, are you rushing me too?"

“No, it’s just that I plan to take Master Felt back to the territory. Master Felt has a lot to learn, and these followers also have a lot to learn.”

Reinhard looked at the three hooligans lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

After all, he was a member chosen by Felt. Even though his character was a bit unsightly, as a subordinate he couldn't say anything, so he could only agree with a pinch of his nose.

By the way, does Reinhard really want Felt to be the next king? Why can't we tell that at all?
Zun Zun expressed that he was very confused.

Felt was a little depressed when he heard that he was leaving the capital.

The elders of the Sages' Council said at the King Selection Ceremony that each of their territories must be managed well before the next king is elected. It was not directly stated, but it is very likely that their political skills will be considered, which is probably one of the evaluation options.

"Knight..."

Zun Zun really wanted to just deal with it casually, but his identity was very sensitive after all. If he chose someone with impure intentions to use his name to do evil, that would not work.

But where can we find the right person?

Just when he was in a dilemma, Fram came to the courtyard, bowed slightly to everyone, and said, "Your Excellency, we have guests."

"Who?"

"He said his name was Otto."

"Otto?"

Zun Zun was slightly stunned.

Soon, his eyes lit up again.

——That’s it!
the other side.

Otto, who was brought to the guest room of the Sword Master's Mansion by Grasis, the twin maids, was in a dilemma.

"Ah, am I too reckless? I rushed over here in a fit of rage. What should I do if I get blamed?"

He was extremely nervous.

But Otto really had no other choice. He had originally purchased a large amount of oil with full confidence, hoping to make a fortune in the royal capital. However, instead of selling the oil, it piled up in his hands, leaving him helpless. If he continued like this, he would go bankrupt and lose all his money.

He had no choice but to remember that someone had told him before that if he had any difficulties, he should come to the Sword Saint Family for help.

"What should I do if that person is lying to me? No, no, no, I have already relied on the token to get in, and I have also met the maid (Fram) and the butler (Mr. Green), so it must be true. But isn't it too much to ask the noble lord to buy useless oil? What should I do if I am questioned?"

The more Otto thought about it, the more uneasy he became. As a timid boy who had been retaliated against by the nobles earlier, he felt that coming here was a rash move. "No! I have to run away!"

"Don't even think about running away!"

"babble------"

The door of the room was suddenly opened, and Otto couldn't help but shudder. The cowardly boy who made a shameful groan froze all over.

"Otto, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zun Zun's face was full of smiles, and his original intention was to express his enthusiasm so that Otto could relax a little. However, maybe he was too enthusiastic and frightened Otto instead.

——I really fell into the trap.

Otto, who suffers from paranoia, is about to cry.

Zun Zun looked at his awkward crying face and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, it's okay... Master."

Are you Runtu from another world?!

He almost couldn't hold back the word "Master", but after Otto's interruption, his heated brain gradually calmed down.

"Don't call me Master, just call me by my name."

He waved his hand, signaling Otto to relax.

At this time, Firut and Reinhard also rushed to the guest room, and after seeing the gorgeously dressed Firut and the well-known Reinhard, Otto stood up again and greeted them stiffly.

Fortunately, both of them were kind people and told him not to be nervous.

The four of them then sat down.

Reinhard was the first to ask, "Your Excellency, may I ask who this person is..."

"His name is Otto. He is a peddler I met on my way to visit Count Roswaal. Although he looks timid, he is actually very talented."

Zun Zun explained to the two of them casually.

Facing the gazes that were looking him up and down, Otto lowered his head even lower.

An unconfident person.

Felt and Reinhardt judged this.

Although Zun Zun guessed his purpose, he still asked: "Otto, you didn't come to see me just to visit me, you must have a request, tell me."

"That, that..."

Otto hesitated to speak, but none of the three urged him.

Waited for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I know my request is shameless, but I hope you can buy my... oil..."

The more he spoke, the quieter he became.

He is extremely insecure.

Does the person in front of me really have the talent for business?
Firut couldn't help but be suspicious, because there was no sign that the other party would negotiate. Instead, he looked like a fat sheep ready to be slaughtered.

In fact, it is a pure misunderstanding.

The reason why Otto was not confident was that the person sitting opposite him was the most famous swordsman in the kingdom, a noble who was high above him. Otto, who was resistant to nobles, could not properly express his request and even dared not look the other person in the eye.

Perhaps it was because he was talking about sad things that Otto, with a gloomy expression, was able to speak fluently.

"As you said, the oils I bought were not sold. They are not popular in the capital. So if possible, can you please buy them? Of course, I won't let you buy them at full price, just... 50% of the price will be fine."

What he said was painful.

Big merchants can stock up goods, and they can wait for the right opportunity to sell the overstocked goods first. However, small merchants cannot do this because they have no money and their funds cannot operate.

The 50% price was probably the biggest loss for Otto in the past four years, but it was better than losing everything.

"Fifty percent..."

"Forty percent is fine, or thirty percent is barely acceptable."

Otto's eyes completely lost their luster.

Just as he thought, the price would be lowered. After all, the nobles were greedy people, and that didn't change no matter which kingdom they were in.

"Humph."

Zun Zun chuckled.

"——I'll buy it at ten times the price."

"Well... one tenth is too little. Please forgive me for rejecting it. The normal price in the capital is also..."

"Is there something wrong with your ears? Listen carefully, I said ten times. Not 10%, not 100%, but ten times the price."

"……Eh?"

Otto looked at Zun Zun dumbfounded.

Felt felt strange but did not ask, while Reinhard seemed to have thought of something and looked at Otto seriously again.

“Ten, ten times!?”

"Yes. But there are conditions."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Otto, you will be my knight."