Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 556 Investment
A few minutes ago, at a hotel in Ackerman, the "City of Progress".

The inn is called "The Giant Inn," and the owner is a half-giant who came from Silver City. Each room is nearly 6 meters high, and it's an inn specially prepared for half-giants from Silver City.

Otherwise, it would be very strange if the residents of Silver City came to other branch cities belonging to Silver City and couldn't even find a suitable inn to stay in.

At this moment, in a room on the third floor of the "Big Guy Hotel".

Silver City Chief Colin Iliad sat on his own two-meter-long sofa in the room, watching Sand Gold fiddling with the prayer and summoning ritual.

“I need to remind you, Mr. Sand Gold. In our world, praying to the unknown is an extremely dangerous thing. It means that your life is completely in the hands of the unknown, and they can kill you in the blink of an eye.”

"Don't worry, I've always been lucky," Sand Gold replied with a smile. "Besides, isn't Chief here watching over things? I trust you won't let me get hurt, right?"

Colin shook his head but did not answer.

“Then there’s no problem.” Sand Gold placed the incense and candles. “As a bargaining chip, I have great confidence in my own value. You can use me as you please, and you can betray me at the right time. This is simply a means of exchanging value. But at least, I am very certain that I still have considerable value to me right now.”

Sand Gold finished arranging the final touches on the altar: "Believe me, I can become good friends with him. I've always had a lot of confidence in my intuition."

"Moreover, I am willing to believe that friend named Amon... if he can really be considered a friend."

“You’re just gambling.” Colin still didn’t answer Sand Gold’s question. “You’re just gambling that the other party is kind, and that I am kind.”

“That’s undeniable,” Sand Gold readily admitted. “I’m fascinated by gambling, whether it’s the moment of victory or the long emptiness that follows, it’s all worth savoring repeatedly.”

Instead of directly admitting it, Sand Gold gave a seemingly acknowledgment reply.

This seems to indicate that she completely trusts Colin, giving Colin the illusion that "I trust you so much, you can trust me a little more too."

But in reality, the gold mine owner didn't feel like he was gambling.

The probability of something going wrong is actually quite low when praying to a being of harmony and joy. Moreover, his name includes the description "protector of all smiles and happiness."

Then the probability of something going wrong is even lower.

Add a little bit of luck, and it's practically guaranteed to be no problem at all.

Of course, it's also essential to take this opportunity to further strengthen your relationship with Colin.

“But if I’m not mistaken, your becoming the Guardian’s envoy must have also stemmed from a gamble.” Sand Gold turned to look at Colin.

Colin was surprised by Sand Gold's response: "How did you guess that?"

This already acknowledges the theory of placer gold.

“Well, my basis is…” Sand Gold paused, “My basis is that there is no basis, it’s just a sudden idea and a fleeting stroke of good luck.”

"Luckily, I guessed right. Looks like I'm going to have good luck today."

"In short, the company's core is profit and expansion. It doesn't mind temporary setbacks, but it will never allow itself to stagnate. Excessive conservatism is not as good as taking a big gamble. So I am willing to take this risk."

Having said that, Sand Gold no longer hesitated and recited the honorific name he had just bought from a man named Ammon.

"Notes from a solo movement."

"The laughter behind the mask."

"A witness to a long history."

"The protector of all smiles and happiness."

"The great Klein Moretti." As soon as this prayer, with its slightly upturned tone, began, the candle in front of him instantly expanded, forming a vortex of translucent tentacles.

Sand Gold still wore a smile on his face, his hands clasped in prayer, looked up at the vortex in front of him, took a small step back, and made room.

Soon, Klein, dressed in a black trench coat and wearing a top-top silk hat, emerged from the vortex of tentacles.

"Good evening, Mr. Klein Moretti. I hope I haven't disturbed your rest."

“My name is Sand Gold, and I am a businessman.” Sand Gold extended his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Sand Gold."

Klein's gaze swept over Colin Iliad, then he extended his hand and shook hands with Sand Gold.

He chose to come here because he saw Colin.

Colin Iliad, the chief of the City of Silver, is frequently mentioned by Little Sun at Tarot meetings. He is highly regarded and his portrait has been displayed.

Although he was somewhat wary of Amon spreading his name, he was willing to trust the chief of Silver City, or rather, to trust Little Sun's judgment.

“Sure enough, I knew at a glance that Mr. Moretti would get along well with us.” Sand Gold led Klein to the table, invited him to sit down, and poured him a pot of tea.

"Is that so?" Klein sat down without drinking the tea in front of him.

“Of course.” Sand Gold nodded, picked up his teacup and took a sip. “Mr. Moretti must really like money. I enjoy dealing with people who love money.”

How can you be so good at judging people?
Klein nodded without hesitation, making no attempt to hide his love of money.

"That's right, I like money. What? Mr. Gold Sand, are you trying to give me money?"

“Haha, Mr. Moretti is certainly straightforward.” Sand Gold chuckled. “That’s right, there’s no need to hide your love of money. Wealth is the cornerstone of the world; it gives birth to knowledge, creates pleasure, curbs destruction, and builds harmony. So it’s perfectly normal to like money.”

Sand Gold stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "In that case, I'm pretty much here to give you money."

“I hope to establish a partnership with the future Mr. Moretti. Or, to put it another way, I want to invest in you, Mr. Moretti.”

Klein leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table in front of him: "Investment?"

“Yes, investment.” Sand Gold pushed forward a business card.

The front of the business card features Sand Gold's name and phone number, while the back displays the logo of Interstellar Peace Company.

"The prosperity of the universe is based on circulation and trade. The company facilitates connections between planets, enabling all things to converge and communicate."

“I would love to partner with one of the future leaders of this planet. Looking at the bigger picture, this would be a win-win situation.”

Klein took the business card and flipped it over.

"Interstellar Peace Corporation..."

Klein read out the names above.

"Oh, you might be too late. Miss Estella from your company has already spoken to me."

"Why doesn't your company engage in intelligence trading?" Klein asked, looking at Sand Gold.

(End of this chapter)