Chapter 136 â Chaotic East
In the end, the 100 Kingdom gold coins turned into 120 Republic gold coins.
Since there is no significant difference in weight and size between the two countriesâ gold coins, the original value would have been approximately 1:1. 20% more would have been the value of the information fee I paid, not the exchange ratio. They must have thought I was a useful person who had some other hidden gem. At any rate, I interpreted it favorably.
âIâd like to think it was a good deal.â
When I said this over a cup of tea made by old grandma Kerg, Inos-san nodded his head with a tight smile on his face.
âYes. We would like to maintain a good relationship with Takifu-san in the future.â
I was asked to join the commercial guild, but I declined at once, saying that I would give priority to the adventurersâ guild.
Although it is not forbidden to belong to more than one guild, and there have been cases in the past, each guild has a different position, and their interests may conflict, and joining both guilds may (in some cases) result in the loss of trust from either guild.
Although it was not explicitly stated, I got this impression from the conversation with Inos-san, which took place while both parties were trying to find out what was in each otherâs hearts.
After receiving a quiet send-off from everyone, who seemed to be somewhat averting their gazes, Myrril and I left the guild.
âNow that we have some money letâs go to the adventurersâ guild.â
âI guess life in the Republic is not so easy after all.â
âItâs good that they donât come and try to kill us like they do in the kingdoms and empires.â
âYou have too low a standard.â
While saying this, Myrril kept the UZI casually clutched to her chest. With so much money in my pocket (or, more precisely, in storage), it is better to be cautious, though.
I got 120 Republic gold coins. In Japanese yen, thatâs 1.2 million yen or more than that in terms of currency value in this world. I am not saying that we will be able to live until spring, but it will be enough to build an economic foundation.
âBy the way, Yoshua, I know itâs a little late for this, but it might be a good idea to keep your real name hidden from now on. âTekehue Yoshuaâ has become well known as the âDemon King of Casemaian.â
â¦No, itâs not even my real name.
âTakefu is fine. Iâve already told the captain of the guard and the commercial guild that name. Although they donât call me by that.â
âWell then, I guess Takifu will do for you. I shall be called Mir.â
I canât help but feel that my name is becoming more and more garbled. It doesnât matter.
The adventurersâ guild is located in the commonerâs district, which is to the east of the town of Sarz and far from the Wolfâs Tail Pavilion. The guild that we just came out of is a little off to the southwest of the center of the town. So, if we continue to head northeast, we should be able to see the guild.
As I walked around with a rough map in my mind, I noticed something.
âHey, Myrril, aside from the commercial district and the commonerâs residential district, the east and west sides look a little different, donât they?â
âThe east side is more chaotic and confusing, or in short, messy. It is lively but not elegant.â
âThatâs right.â
The adventurersâ guilds are the epitome of the east sideâs messiness. The signboard with the sword symbol was enough to convince both Myrril and me.
âWhat is this?â
Myrril tilted her head in dismay, but I was pleased to see that it was just as I had imagined it to be, or rather, that it had surpassed the stereotypical image of a guild.
It is a two-story building like the commercial guild, but unlike theirs, it is dirty and tattered, like a bar in a western movie. There was a large hole in one of the walls, which had been covered with wooden planks. The doors are the double-door type, which is well sealed because of the snowy climate, but it would have been better if they had been swinging doors that only swing at the chest position.
Well, anyway.
A broken barrel was lying on the road in front of the entrance, and three men were left lying on the ground. Glaring at them, a woman is standing with her hands on her hips. She is about 170 centimeters tall. She is a muscular human woman who looks a lot like Yadar, the muscle-brain tiger girl from Casemaianâwhich means she is the type of person you donât want to be actively involved with while not being acquainted with her. I have a very bad feeling that she seems to have no weapons other than the gauntlets of her two fists.
Is she a martial artist? I donât even know if there is such a profession.
âExcuse me, we want to pass by.â
I donât know what happened, and I donât want to know, so I let it go, assuming that this kind of thing is a tradition of the adventurersâ guild, and I walk through behind the woman with my special Japanese one-handed worship.
âLetâs go, Mir!â
Anticipating that the two women were about to start a war, I grabbed the dwarf girl by the hood and forced her into the building.
âOkay, weâve cleared the first hurdle. Letâs register quickly and go⦠Whoa!â
Inside the adventurersâ guild, where we had slipped in after an emergency getaway, more than a dozen people were in the middle of a huge brawl.