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I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 13

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I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Chapter 13

Caesar listened to Ramsky’s story while eating breakfast.

“First of all, there are a total of 7 mansions that I’ve looked into.”

“Oh, that many?”

Ramsky stuck a map on the wall and continued his explanation.

“Yes. First, this is a map of Homigraph.”

Homigraph is shaped like a donut.

You can think of it as having Sapientia in the center and surrounded by a roundish shape on the outskirts.

“First, the outer areas of Homigraph are called ‘Lines’.

“I know that too. It’s East, West, North, South, right?”

“That’s correct. I excluded these areas because they are mostly inhabited by lower-class people, which I thought would be far from Lord Caesar’s dignified life.”

Of course.

Infrastructure is important, but so are the neighbors.

How uncomfortable would it be if your neighbors were gangsters shooting guns every day or beggars coming to your door asking for money?

Instead, it would be nice if your neighbor was a member of parliament or a rich boss who considers sharing a virtue.

“Then we should look at this inner core area.”

The core refers to the cities adjacent to Sapientia in the center.

As expected of humans who like to divide into classes, they didn’t want to be lumped together as ‘Homigraph people’ along with the dirty lower class.

People in cities adjacent to Sapientia call themselves ‘Core people’ and call people on the outskirts ‘Line people’.

“There are a total of 7 mansions that can accommodate all 20 maids Lord Caesar wants. But they’re quite expensive.”

“How much? I have a lot of money.”

“The cheapest is 6 million del, and the most expensive is 50 million del.”

Hmm, what kind of house is that expensive.

6 million del is 6 billion Korean won.

It’s the price of one apartment in the prime area of Seoul.

…Somehow when I think about it that way, it doesn’t seem that expensive?

No, let’s think that it’s an amount that can buy 30 of the house I bought with a loan for 230 million.

It’s insanely expensive.

“How much do you think I could get if I take out a loan using the gold I have as collateral?”

“It’s not an accurate calculation because we haven’t confirmed how much magic is included in the gold. But if we calculate assuming 0.05% is included, I think you could easily get 10 million del. The sculptures and jewels would need additional appraisal.”

6 million would be more than enough to buy and have some left over.

“Let’s proceed…”

“The problem starts now.”

Ramsky handed over the documents for the cheapest 6 million del house.

“First of all, all these buildings have been put up for auction. In other words, they’re buildings buried in debt.”

“So what? What’s the problem?”

“The debt collectors have smashed everything up and left, so there’s nothing intact. And those debt collectors are…”

“Don’t tell me, the mafia?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

The whole world is full of mafia.

We should crack all their heads.

“So it would be better to build a new house rather than repair it. It’s almost like buying just the land to build on.”

“I see, there was a reason it was cheap. Then are there no proper properties?”

Ramsky showed a new property.

This time it was a 12.5 million del property.

“This is somewhat better. They say it’s in relatively good condition as it’s a recent listing.”

“What? 12.5 million?! Can I get a loan for that?”

“We’d have to crunch the numbers, but you should be able to. However, it will be difficult for you to handle the interest.”

Ramsky started punching numbers on the mechanical calculator he always carries.

“If you borrowed 12.5 million del, the appropriate interest you’d have to pay us would be 7.5% annually. You’d have to pay 937,500 del annually. This is based on a bullet payment loan.”

“What? Why is the interest as high as 7.5%?”

“This is actually cheap. Unsecured loans go over 20%. We’re giving you a cheap rate because you’re using gold and jewels as collateral.”

Stop, stop.

I can’t breathe.

Stop tormenting this stupid barbarian who only knows how to crack people’s heads.

“Is there anything else besides that?”

“You’ll have to pay taxes and contributions too.”

Crazy.

There were taxes and contributions too.

Why are there so many places for money to go out.

“Besides that, you’ll need to hire security guards, find maids, and employ a manager. Those costs are not insignificant either.”

“What kind of rich bastards live such luxurious lives?”

Ramsky pushed up his glasses and said, “Even within the Empire, individuals who possess that much magic gold can be counted on one hand. Rather, Lord Caesar, you are extraordinary.”

“…Is that so?”

“But there’s a crucial difference between other people and Lord Caesar.”

“What is it?”

“Your money doesn’t work, while other rich people’s money does work.”

In the end, it all comes down to financial technology.

Even when I was trying to buy my own house in Korea, I barely managed to get an apartment for myself to lie down in while shitting blood and sweat.

“And Lord Caesar doesn’t work either.”

Ah, right.

I’m unemployed.

Caesar started to feel depressed for the first time since coming to this city.

“Aren’t there any properties that aren’t up for auction?”

“Who would sell a large mansion that can accommodate 20 maids in the Core area for a cheap price? The price has come down this much because it’s been unsold multiple times.”

Caesar sighed. “Is there a job that can earn 1 million del a year?”

“Even the members of parliament in Homigraph receive 200,000 del a year. I receive 220,000 del. From my research, the average annual salary for knights is 100,000 del including room and board. Even if Lord Caesar contracts under better conditions, you’d probably receive 150,000 to 200,000 del.”

It would be really funny if the boss earned 150,000 del while employing Harrison for 200,000 del.

Rather, wouldn’t that be a minus of 50,000 del every year?

“…So in the end, it’s about business?”

“That’s right. Then taxes would be greatly reduced too. It’s easier to write off expenses for business income than personal income, and you pay less taxes. Of course, less contributions too.”

Damn you, Harrison!

Where on earth are you?

Your master is about to end up on the streets!

Thinking about the cost of elixirs and weapons that will go into my body from now on, I’ll soon be bankrupt!

“Should we reduce the number of maids to 10?”

“It would still be similar. In the end, you need income. And didn’t Goddess Dre say so? To work hard, shedding blood and sweat.”

“I’ve literally been shedding blood and sweat on the battlefield for the past 3 years, you know?”

“That’s why you need to recharge and work again. In fact, you have more days than me. Haha.”

Damn it, returning to farming was the answer after all.

Planting blue tomatoes in the garden and farming while managing rabbits would have been the easiest!

Now there’s only one way left.

“…Status window.”

“Pardon?”

“Status window!”

“…?”

Damn it, even the status window doesn’t appear!

Damn it!

My romance…

My dream…

Is melting away… Huh?

No, there’s a way.

“What if the magic content of the gold is 0.5% or more?”

“0.5%?”

“Yes. I visited the Valentine Magic Tower, and they said the gold I brought had 0.5%. Not 0.05%.”

At those words, Ramsky’s eyes lit up.

“That changes things a lot… But we’ve never traded gold with 0.5% or more magic content in Homigraph. However, the price would jump at least 10 times.”

“What? Then doesn’t that mean I don’t need to worry about money?”

“That’s right. Shall we proceed with the loan right away then?”

“That… no. Wait a moment.”

I almost lost my reason for a moment.

The mansion isn’t the only thing I’ll need money for in the future.

To grow Caesar’s body, an enormous amount of elixirs and magic potions are needed.

Now that I can’t receive sponsorship from the Demon Lord and demon race anymore, I have to buy elixirs and magic potions to inject into my body and purchase all weapons and equipment with my own money.

But to burn all the gold on one mansion?

Romance and dreams are important, but not as much as survival.

Knowing very well that the Valent continent will become a mess, how can I just sit still?

Even if I play around a bit, I should at least invest in elixirs and weapons.

Caesar sighed.

“If reality is a gutter, I should curb my greed.”

“That’s a good choice. So I’ve looked into additional houses.”

This guy does a good job.

I’d like to take him and use him, but thinking about the money that will go in from now on, even Harrison becomes burdensome.

Ramsky showed the houses.

They were all apartments or detached houses.

“First, I’ll exclude apartments. Seeing you train today, it seems you need a private training ground.”

“Right. Additionally, I’d like the air to be a bit cleaner. Training on the rooftop feels like my lungs are filling with dust.”

“If you need good air… You should go near the West Line. The location… Clear Bay or Windburrow would be good. All the factories spewing exhaust are concentrated in the east.”

“Which way does the wind blow?”

“Usually from west to east.”

“You mean westerly winds blow.”

Fortunately, it’s not like Korea suffering from Chinese fine dust.

Then I should go west.

“Do all the really rich people live near the West Line too?”

“No. They live in Sapientia.”

Damn it!

The real prime location was what I saw yesterday.

“Then I should look there.”

“Understood. If you need, I can arrange a real estate agent for you. They’re much more expert than I am.”

“You don’t just not want to go with me, right?”

“…No, that’s not it.”

You hesitated a bit there?

Caesar decided to let it slide.

This guy seemed to have really prepared hard.

“Alright. Set it up. I’ll start looking at houses from tomorrow.”

“If you need a loan…”

“I’ll definitely use Parker Bank. Of course, through a proxy.”

“Thank you. Oh, by the way, could you tell me the name of that proxy person? I’d like to meet and talk with them.”

“Harrison Walterwood.”

Ramsky was taken aback.

“Ha-Harrison Walterwood, as in Congressman Walterwood’s…”

“Youngest son. He’s currently the sheriff of Big Tone, but he said his resignation was accepted, so he should be coming up soon.”

I received a letter recently.

He said he’s coming after recruiting some people, so he should be up in 2-3 weeks.

Ramsky’s mind was in turmoil.

Everyone in Homigraph knows the Walterwood family.

The Walterwood family hasn’t missed a parliamentary seat since the parliament was established in Homigraph.

This means that there’s no place in Homigraph untouched by the Walterwood family’s influence, and at the same time, it meant they had immense power.

Ramsky looked at Caesar, who was sipping tea, with strange eyes.

A person who commands someone from the Walterwood family.

Of course, Harrison is said to have fallen behind in the competition for family head, but still, that bloodline doesn’t go anywhere.

There aren’t many people who can directly approach Congressman Walterwood and convey a message.

‘He was a much bigger figure than I thought.’

Is he good at judging people?

Or is he just lucky?

If it’s the former, it’s scary, and if it’s the latter, it’s even scarier.

Ramsky knew very well that it’s difficult to beat lucky people in life.

“I… Understand for now. Then I’ll send a real estate agent by tomorrow morning.”

“Thanks. This is my personal token of gratitude.”

Caesar handed Ramsky a silver coin.

Ramsky smiled brightly as soon as he received the silver coin.

“Thank you!”

There’s no one better than someone who gives money.

Ramsky felt like all his hard work was melting away.

“Oh, but you know you still owe me, right?”

“…Pardon?”

“I told you to find a mansion, not to look into loans, didn’t I? We’ll talk about that again when Harrison arrives. Just keep that in mind.”

“But that doesn’t make sense…”

“Ah. I know mansion prices are expensive too. Let’s just make sure to punch that calculator properly, okay?”

Ramsky’s shoulders slumped again. “Yes…”

***

A man with a hook on his left hand pushed open the door and entered.

“It’s been a while, everyone.”

Where the man’s gaze fell, there were four people playing cards.

One was a toad-like fellow wearing a bowler hat and a monocle.

Another was a man with four angel wings drawn on the back of his neck.

Another was a person wearing a clown mask.

The last was a snake-like man who looked so thin he might fly away if hit once, but his eyes were full of venom.

These were all the bosses of the mafias that ruled Homigraph.

The one with the monocle spoke.

“King, you’re always late.”

“Today I had a lot of baggage, you know. My shoulders are stiff from working so much, it’s killing me.”

King sat down in the remaining seat.

Now all five were gathered.

The dealer who was distributing cards poured a drink for King, then closed the door and left.

“So why are we gathered here?”

“Because of this.”

The monocle-wearer threw a newspaper to King.On it, a man was featured on the front page.

“Caesar… Sylvatil? Sounds like a pretty fancy surname. Who is he?”

“Apparently he’s from a Baron family that sells magazines in Vex Province. To be precise, he’s an illegitimate son.”

“What? Then he’s nothing special.”

“But he’s a knight. A wandering knight at that. An unbridled colt.”

The monocle-wearer took out a new cigarette and lit it.

“This guy slaughtered the Kelvin Brothers who were eating up Southline. They were my men.”

“The Kelvin Brothers… You mean those amateur brothers?”

“Yeah. I had just planted them there to invest in some land that was rumored to be redeveloped soon, but they all got their heads split open.”

At that moment, the angel wings, who had been quiet, spoke up. “So what do you want us to do about it?”

“This guy has declared war on us. We have to kill him. There won’t be any repercussions.”

“A knight? I heard he didn’t die even when shot.”

“He was injured, I heard. Not unkillable.”

King opened his mouth.

“I’m not for it. From what I’ve seen of knights, those bastards aren’t the same as us humans. They’re monsters.”

“So what do you suggest?”

“Let’s keep him.”

“Keep him?”

“Just like with other cops, we slip him some money and ask him to stay put. We can even put a sexy girlfriend by his side. If he’s back from the demon war, he must be really craving women. That is, if the bastard isn’t impotent.”

The clown spoke up. “I agree with King’s opinion. I’m currently opening a gambling den in the Core area, and I don’t want to bother the gentlemen lawmakers and police.”

“3 to 1, then. What about you? Vito.”

The skinny man exhaled cigarette smoke and spoke.

“As long as he doesn’t interfere with my business, I don’t care.”

“4 to 1, then. What do you think, Gilbert?”

The monocle-wearer sighed.

“I’ll go along with the opinion. But I need to save some face.”

“Are you going yourself?”

“I’ll send someone. I’m busy counting money, you know.”

Gilbert was the first to stand up.

King chuckled and said. “That money toad seems a bit heated, doesn’t he?”

“I heard he’d spread some money to the Kelvin Brothers. You know his personality. He hates taking losses.”

“Who likes taking losses? We all just endure it.”

King picked up the cards. “So, anyone up for another round? My left hand is like this, so someone needs to shuffle for me.”

The four people started playing cards.


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I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Korean
[Congratulations on seeing all the endings of the Valent Saga.] [From now on, you can select the hidden origin ‘Demon Race’.] I was transmigrated into a Demon after falling into the game world and a whole 3 years have passed. The nameless Allied Forces soldier, Mil of the Sky Knight Order, Barbarian Knight Barre. And the doppelganger and spy of the Demon King's army, Seo-han, are all me. But I... "Y- you, what the heck... Bam!" I ended up blowing off the Demon King's head. Huh? This isn't right.

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