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Chapter 73
Translator: Yonnee
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Realizing that there was no way out of this now, Yves raised his hood slightly away from his face and replied coldly.
“What are you talking about, Roderick?”
“Where did you get the intel that I was eyeing that sword?”
Clapping his palms together once, Yves replied.
“That’s what I call an egotistical sense of self-consciousness. You’re already claiming it, but I never even tried to get any intel like that.”
“W-What a bold-faced lie! You called out such an outrageous price like that!”
Franz Roderick exclaimed as he gritted his teeth.
“Remember this! The people of the south will never acknowledge you as the Marquis. What did you do that day that only you survived in the Marquisate? The truth will be revealed!”
Without batting an eye, Yves replied.
“Roderick, take your 1.1 billion rupen sword and scurry on home. You bought what you came here for anyway, why don’t you show it off and go brag about winning it at such a high price from a merit-less member of a founding family of the empire, hm?”
“Urk!”
Franz Roderick was bristling with rage.
He won the auction, but it didn’t feel like he won at all.
He was fuming like he was an overworked chimney, but the only sound Franz Roderick was making was from his clenched teeth. He couldn’t even say any rebuttal.
He already knew that there was nothing he could say in retaliation.
For now, it’s not worth showing the appearance of a mature nobleman and the young Marquis Russell bickering like children.
The only one who’d lose face was him.
Moreover, he had never beaten Yves Russell in an argument before.
Eventually, he had no choice but to huff and turn around, spewing cliché lines.
“I will never forget what happened here today!”
Radis frowned while watching the back of that man’s head.
She knew how Franz treated Robert, so she couldn’t form any good impression of the man.
Franz had kicked out Robert from the family just because he was such an outstanding talent.
With his words and actions now, calling him a ‘small man’ was the perfect description for him.
Besides that, there were some other things that bothered her.
About the trap that drove her to her death.
‘Franz Roderick.’
Radis decided to remember the man’s face.
Instead of trying to walk away, he looked at Yves, who was still looking towards the direction Franz had disappeared to.
He seemed to be gritting his teeth.
Sighing briefly, Radis shook Yves’ arm.
“Marquis.”
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Yeah.”
“Let’s go get my 110 thousand rupen sword.”
Hearing the similar sounding price, Yves smirked.
When Radis saw that smile, she laughed as well and continued.
“I can buy it with my pocket money, but you did say that you’ll buy a sword for me, right, Marquis?”
“Of course. Did you even bring a wallet with you?”
“Mmh, I did just in case. Here it is
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“O-ho! Put that away, Your Ladyship.”
While joking around, Yves seemed to be more relaxed.
Radis smiled, feeling relieved as well.
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The place to claim items was very crowded. When Yves fetched the 110 thousand rupen sword, Radis stood quietly in one corner and waited for him there.
There were people walking around who looked a bit shabby at first glance in this place that was supposed to be reserved for guests.
Radis could tell right away what kind of people they were.
‘That coat of arms is from the May Mercenary Guild, and that other one is from the Mormor Mercenary Guild. I guess most of the guys here are like that. Are they here to sell things?’
In the northern region, the larger mercenary guilds would go to war for the trophies they could acquire, but most of the mercenary guilds in the southern region were on a smaller scale.
Their main duties were usually escorting the merchant guilds or some security details for shops. They also sometimes hunted monsters.
Radis didn’t like mercenaries that much.
This was because mercenaries tended to overprice their items and services.
And

“Huh?”
When something caught Radis’ eye, she frowned for a moment and soon approached a group of people.