The Author's POV

"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.

to see his first client lose

subtle actions, I couldn't help

a mask, his expressions

heard about the deal, and how his shoulders dropped at the realization that he was dealing with a stupid client was so easy

for now,

as I

are you planning on

have about 10,000 U I can invest, but I'm planning on investing at

"..."

starting to

kind of small-time investment

10,000 U? 50,000U?

confirm that he wasn't some second-generation rich

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

of commissioning him if you were only planning on investing so

rules, smallsnake resigned himself to the harsh

you have the money

about 10,000 U with

when will you

make enough

"Pardon?"

make

"..."

smallsnake was able to deduce one thing about the

He was a villain.

black-hearted villain that loved to

smallsnake's drooping figure, I barely managed to hold back

overboard, but I really enjoyed teasing

sat down while holding

a-re you plann-ing on mak-ing the

tried his best to

I'm gonna go to

-Klang!

smallsnake could vividly see

done to deserve

around, I could barely keep

a consequence of me trying

I had ever seen

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

resembled a black company employee who

at his lifeless expression, I slightly

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

type of person that took every job

the request was, once accepted, he would always try

that could keep

to a chair and endlessly tortured, his mouth would never

how reliable of a person

let's not dwell on the specifics of

smallsnake sighed and

no position

I still

me, smallsnake switched back into his business

other service do you require from

a monster corpse

when you mentioned the

head, I continued

to an F rank dungeon which shouldn't be too difficult. What I need your help with

smallsnake took out a piece

current market rate is around 1,000 U per normal monster

conditions at which the

chance you managed to acquire an F rank monster core, you can very easily sell that for

standing, smallsnake mind quickly raced as he slowly formulated a plan for me. "From what you've told me, you wanted to at least invest

of the 50,000 U you are planning to invest, you would approximately need 40,000

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

handed me the paper in which he had calculated the possible things I needed to do in order to

you need to do to raise that