Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Translator: Yonnee
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There was indeed a safe, but for some reason, it was open.
“The interest rate is 65%? And this one’s 70%? Unbelievable.”
People actually borrow money at these rates?
This seems like a sure way to ruin oneself.
Hildeon didn’t look pleased either, probably thinking the same thing.
“Everyone must be struggling to make a living, so they borrowed money from places like this.”
He muttered bitterly.
As the crown prince of the empire, he seemed to feel a peculiar sense of responsibility.
I glanced at him and shrugged.
“That could be true.”
For example, people like Hamelle, who are naive about the world, might be tricked into borrowing money.
Blinded by the immediate need to solve their difficulties.
But.
“Not everyone is like that.”
“……”
“There are some people who have credit that’s so poor, they can’t borrow from banks or acquaintances.”
Like this person.
I smiled and handed him a document.
“This person…”
“I didn’t know, but it seems he borrowed money from here.”
The owner of the contract was Hargan Siever.
He had borrowed a staggering fifty million shillings. And if you compute the interest with it, he had a debt of over a hundred million shillings.
It was clear that all the money was used for gambling.
And then he tried to scam Roella and run away.
‘He really picked all the bold moves.’
I bet Hargan wasn’t the only one who borrowed money for such reasons.
“Many didn’t even pay back the full amount and just re-signed with higher amounts. Most of the collateralized items are…”
Labor.
If they couldn’t repay the money, they had to pay with their bodies.
“So, don’t blame yourself too much. No matter how good a place is to live, there are always people looking for a quick buck.”
“…It’s strange.”
“What is?”
“When I listen to you, everything makes sense easily.”
That’s only because I often did promotional work…
“And it’s comforting.”
“……”
“Thank you.”
I was at a loss for words in response to the continuous stream of heartfelt remarks.
Usually, it’s better to respond nonchalantly at times like this, but…
‘He seems too sincere to just brush it off.’
Not knowing how to respond, I turned away and fumbled through the documents.
There’s something strange here.
“What is this medicine?”
“Medicine?”
“Yes. It’s commonly mentioned in the re-signed people’s documents…”
The people who borrowed money invested it in some type of medicine.
Oh, now that I think about it, Hamelle mentioned medicine as well.
‘She said something about the loan sharks coercing her into making a medicine with them. It must have been this.’
“It nothing but suspicious.”
“Exactly. We need to investigate this medicine.”
“But first, we need to secure the documents…”
Hildeon muttered worriedly.
Seizing the opportunity, I patted my chest confidently.
“Don’t worry. I have something good.”
A so-called, Dxraemxn pouch.
No, since Hamelle made it, should it be called Hamellon pouch?
The day I had a conversation with Hamelle.
Noticing my interest in the pouch that produced a stiff contract and a statue as big as an arm, Hamelle had given it to me as a gift.
—I have another one since I made it. Oh, does this mean it’s a couple item…?
I ignored her nonsense and accepted the pouch.
‘I’m glad I brought it just in case.’
Hildeon tilted his head as I held out the pouch.
Then, as I put the documents into the pouch, his expression turned to surprise.
“This is amazing.”
“Right? It was a gift.”
No matter how many documents I poured into the pouch, it didn’t feel heavy.
Such a remarkable invention.
‘I could probably make bank by selling this.’
No, the potential for abuse is too great, so it might not be a good idea.
I can’t bring chaos to the empire that Hildeon loves so much.
Regretfully, I clicked my tongue and looked around.
It seemed like we had gathered most of the evidence we needed.
Earlier, I had already found and carefully kept Hamelle’s documents…
I was considering moving to the next room when.
“Someone’s coming.”
Hildeon whispered, pulling on my hand.
Someone’s coming?
I didn’t hear a thing…
As expected, blessed bloodlines are different.
“Are they close?”
“Hard to say. But it seems too late to leave now.”
Too late to leave? Then what should we do?
I looked around the room.
Hiding under the table seemed too obvious, and hiding behind the door was out of the question.
‘Isn’t there somewhere to hide…?’
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