The Author's POV

Chapter 22

"Everything is starting to make sense now..."

Hearing Ren's investment plan, smallsnake's face couldn't help but scrunch up in frustration.

It was nothing short of idiotic.

He was also beginning to doubt the reason as to why he was chosen.

At first, he thought it may have been because he had somehow heard about his outstanding talent, but now he was starting to believe it was because no other broker wanted to work with him!

Shorting C.B pharmaceuticals, a behemoth in the pharmaceutical industry, and investing in W.V stock?

From a sane person's point of view, this was an investment that had no basis to back up its claim.

With C.B.'s current performance, the stock was expected to rise even further.

Moreover, with his connections, he could tell beforehand if something was going on within the company.

But there were no signs of abnormality within C.B., suggesting that this was an investment that had no foundation behind it.

What was even more confusing was the fact that he needed to employ the service of a black market broker for this kind of deal.

Black market brokers were hired when one wanted to hide their identity from the prying eyes of the world when making an investment.

This was usually done so that the client could avoid government agents' pursuit.

But that was only applicable to criminals.

'Is he perhaps going to kill someone important?'

Smallsnake thought as he stared at his employer up and down.

He firmly doubted it.

Judging from his demeanor and strength, he was in no way a rich second-generation kid, plus he roughly estimated that his contractor's strength was around G-F rank.

There was simply no way he could kill anyone important enough to warner a stock fluctuation. Not with his meager amount of strength.

'Was he perhaps trying to hide his identity because he's too embarrassed to publicly go through with his own deal?'

Smallsnake thought as he bitterly shook his head.

From what he could tell, this was probably the most plausible hypothesis he could come up with.

I mean, no matter how smallsnake looked at it, his client was neither some bigshot nor someone strong enough to assassinate an important figure.

What irked him the most about this deal was how confident his employer was. His demeanor was like that of someone who was sure to make money out of this nonsensical deal.

Was he delusional?

No matter how smallsnake looked at it, this deal was simply stupid.

Yet, deep within his heart, maybe just maybe, he hoped for his client to be right.

'Well, who knows, maybe he'll really be right...'

Smallsnake thought as he couldn't help but lightly chuckle at the almost impossible scenario.

Rather than just question, it was better to just perform as the client wished.

Sometimes you just might be in for a surprise.

Moreover, the main policies employed by all [Lost Reapers] employees were:

- Never ask questions about client identity

- Never ask questions about client action

Therefore, even if he wanted to convince his client against doing such investment, he couldn't as it was [Lost Reapers] policy to not question the client's decision.

Letting out a sigh underneath his mask, smallsnake quickly went through his terms and signed it.

At least he was getting paid for his work.

just a bummer to see his first client lose so

actions, I couldn't

mask, his expressions could be read

dropped at the realization that he

now, he'll eventually thank

to myself as I enjoyed

much are you planning

I have about 10,000 U I can invest, but I'm planning on investing at least five times that. So around

"..."

starting to shed tears

kind of small-time

10,000 U? 50,000U?

he wasn't some second-generation rich

even if you somehow predicted correctly, the amount you would make would at most be

the point of commissioning him if you

Reapers] rules, smallsnake

do you have the money with

about 10,000 U with

so when

make enough I

"Pardon?"

make

"..."

to deduce one thing about the identity of his

He was a villain.

to make hard-working employees

figure, I barely managed to hold

a bit overboard, but I

smallsnake sat down while holding his head

a-re you plann-ing on mak-ing

as he tried his

go to a dungeon

-Klang!

could vividly see

I done to deserve

my body around, I could

as a consequence of me trying to hold

I had ever seen

for smallsnake to regain his composure, but his current demeanor was a far cry from

who had

his lifeless

smallsnake was very competent, the main reason that propelled me into contacting him was not his outstanding set of skills, but rather

the type of person that took

matter how absurd the request was, once accepted, he would always try to accomplish

someone that could keep his mouth

he was tied down to a chair

how reliable of a person he

not dwell on the specifics of the deal. You just

seconds, smallsnake sighed and finally came

in no position to talk

I still

switched

do you

a

guess you weren't joking when you

head, I continued explaining my

too difficult. What I need your help with is with

head smallsnake took out a piece

around 1,000 U per normal monster corpse, and 5,000 U

at which the

an F rank monster core,

smallsnake mind quickly raced as he slowly formulated a plan for me. "From

have 10,000 of the 50,000 U you are planning to invest, you would approximately need

to earn that much in an F rank dungeon then you must either kill 40 F-rank monsters, 8 bosses, or

which he had

is a simple layout of the things you need to do to

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