The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 47
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Chapter 47
Four million livres.
Having lived as a mercenary in my previous life, I’m well-versed in monetary values. Roughly one hundred thousand livres is a typical farmer’s annual income, so four million livres is an amount a commoner would need to save their entire life without spending a single penny.
However, Victor Otto had already proven his talent without reservation as my rival in my previous life. He could cheerfully provide around four million livres as investment capital with a smile.
If I thought of it as the cost of weakening the Archmage King’s forces, it wasn’t that regrettable.
However, if there was one problem…
‘I don’t have money either.’
I’m a son-in-law who married into Benheim.
No matter how much Benheim is a prestigious family among prestigious families that has accumulated tremendous wealth, it’s difficult for me, as a son-in-law, to secure that much money.
So for now, I returned to the lodging where I was staying. Steren and Arno had gone to the Imperial Mage Tower and hadn’t returned yet, and what remained was a golden-haired woman yawning languidly in a drowsy state.
My fiancée, Lyrnia Erahan von Benheim.
“Renia.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you have money?”
“Money? Why? Did you want to buy some snacks? If that was the case, you should have taken me along. I had lots of things I wanted to eat too.”
Renia asked, tilting her head. Following that, she said she had plenty of money for snacks and opened her purse, handing me a ten thousand livre check.
Even this alone is a considerable amount of money. However, just this much won’t do.
“Well… to tell you the truth, the amount I need is quite large.”
“What, how much are you planning to spend?”
“About four million.”
“…”
Renia’s eyes narrowed.
“Reagan, were you perhaps a debtor? Did you join Benheim to pay off debts? Well, well! You’re finally showing your true colors!”
Renia’s words were entirely joking, but since it was true that I owed Renia a debt as a mercenary in my previous life, I couldn’t laugh.
Seeing my serious expression, Renia’s face gradually hardened.
“R-really? Reagan, were you a debtor?”
“Don’t worry. It’s not what you’re thinking. I just have a place to invest.”
“Investment? What’s with the sudden investment? Real estate? Talk to my father about that kind of thing. And what investment at your age.”
Renia’s words are reasonable.
Actually, it might be right to explain the situation to Steren here. If I said that the mage who gave me the pendant had designated it so, he would understand. However, if the head of Benheim steps forward directly, it would draw unnecessary attention.
Who knows. The Archmage King might make separate contact with Victor.
That’s definitely not a welcome development.
“I have my circumstances. I’d like to keep it secret from the family head.”
“Even if you say circumstances… hmm…”
Renia let out a thoughtful sound. She pulled out a stack of checks from her wallet.
“The money I have right now is only five hundred thousand at most?”
Five hundred thousand livres.
As expected of a direct descendant of a great magic family, the scale of her spending is different. I pondered for a moment, then nodded.
“Good. That should be enough.”
“Earlier you said four million.”
“I can multiply it, can’t I? I’ll borrow it briefly. I’ll return the principal.”
“No, Reagan. I’m coming with you.”
Renia suddenly said. She wore her characteristic mischievous smile.
“I’m curious about where my future husband is going to spend money so extravagantly.”
“…”
Being nosy is both Renia’s strength and weakness. After pondering, I nodded.
“Weren’t you tired?”
“I just slept and woke up completely. You covered me with the blanket, right?”
“Something like that.”
“You know it’s rude to look at a lady’s sleeping face?”
“Where’s the lady here?”
“…”
Since Renia glared at me, I chuckled and put my hands together in apology.
“Hurry up and come out. Let’s go.”
“Where are you planning to go at this hour?”
“Well…”
I suppose it’s better to tell the truth here.
“Casino.”
* * *
I am a regressor.
Having returned from a future nine years from now, I’m well aware of the major events that occur on the continent.
In other words, I could think of more methods to multiply money than I could count on both hands.
However, those methods all require considerable time.
‘Even if I discover a magic stone mine, I’d need the cost to excavate it.’
In the end, there’s only one way to quickly multiply money right now.
“Gambling.”
I need to go to a casino and multiply five hundred thousand livres into four million livres in one night.
An 800% return rate.
It seems impossible, but if it’s me, it’s entirely possible.
“…Reagan.”
Renia’s violet eyes became complicated after hearing my story.
“…Were you a gambler?”
To summarize Renia’s expression in one sentence: ‘I didn’t see you that way.’
Her disappointment is evident.
Well, what woman would be happy about her husband going gambling? I hastily made excuses.
“It’s not like that. I was forcibly dragged along a few times during my mercenary group days in the past.”
“…How did it turn out?”
“I was kicked out.”
“Kicked out? Why?”
“I won too much.”
After that, most gambling houses on the continent banned the wandering mercenary Reagan from entering.
Well, it was youthful folly.
As I was making a bitter smile while recalling the past, Renia pulled her robe down deeply and grumbled sullenly.
“Tch. You really are a gambler.”
“…”
Since it was awkward to deny, I just scratched the back of my head, and Renia chuckled.
“Well, it sounds fun so I’m in favor. Since we came to the empire anyway, I suppose I can spend some of my saved allowance.”
Fortunately, Renia wasn’t someone with such rigid moral standards.
Rather, her purple eyes sparkled as if she was interested in the word gambling house.
So we slipped out of the lodging and headed to the meeting place.
In the back alley where darkness had fallen, Victor was pacing with an anxious expression. As soon as he saw me, his face brightened and he ran over, but he hesitated when he saw Renia standing beside me.
“Who is this person?”
Renia also tilted her head and asked me.
Since explaining about Victor would make the story long, I glossed over it appropriately.
“Well… he’s something like a servant. A porter.”
“A porter? He looks like a mage though?”
“There are mages who carry luggage too.”
I gave Victor a look. He twisted his expression as if feeling wronged, but it’s clear who’s the superior and subordinate. Victor reluctantly nodded.
We headed straight to the entertainment district of the Orelion Empire.
A street where brilliant magical lighting illuminates the area as bright as midday.
In the center of the street stood our destination: the largest and most splendid building, a casino with a sign featuring a golden roulette wheel spinning.
“There will be a brief inspection.”
A burly man standing at the entrance blocked our way. He swept a long rod-like object over our bodies. The gem at the tip of the rod glowed faintly.
“Reagan, what’s this?”
“It’s a magic detector. They’re checking if we’re carrying any artifacts or illegal magical tools.”
“Ah.”
Renia examined the detector with curiosity, looking it over from various angles.
“Please enter.”
Now it was time to fill out the registry for entry procedures. I wrote Victor’s name as the representative, and entered fake names for Renia and myself.
There was no benefit to leaving the Benheim name in a place like this.
As we entered the casino interior, another world unfolded before us.
Waaaah—!
Deafening cheers, the cheerful sound of chips clashing together.
Some people cheered as they swept up chips, while others clutched their heads in despair.
Like a battlefield, a gambling hall is a place where human emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure all mix together at once.
Perhaps that’s why. Having once wandered battlefields, gambling halls weren’t particularly appealing places for me.
“Wow…”
On the other hand, it seemed so foreign to Renia that she opened her eyes wide and looked around. For Renia, who had grown up like a flower in the greenhouse called Benheim, this chaotic vitality seemed to be quite a fresh shock.
“It’s fascinating. There are so many people too.”
“Renia, we don’t have time to gawk. We need to hit fast and get out.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re going to win big from now on.”
Four million livres. We needed to multiply our money by nearly ten times.
The best strategy was to reach our target amount as quickly as possible and disappear before the casino caught on.
“You’re not going to use… magic or anything, are you?”
Renia whispered with a worried voice.
“Of course not. See those crystals embedded in the ceiling? Those are all detection magic stones.”
“Really?”
“Yes. So if we used magic here, we’d be caught immediately.”
In my previous life, I’d seen countless stupid mages get their wrists cut off after trying to make big money at casinos. With so much money changing hands, the security here was stricter than most Magic Towers.
I quickly surveyed the casino interior. Card games, dice, slot machines… There were various types, but where my steps were heading was already decided.
“Argh! Odd numbers again!”
“Damn! Just one space! It was just one space off!”
“Change the dealer! That bastard seems to be doing sleight of hand! Damn it!”
The place where the most people were gathered.
A machine with a large wheel spinning and a white ball rolling on top of it.
“Roulette.”
For now, this was the fastest way to multiply money.
* * *
Victor Otto was quite flustered.
The place Reagan had brought him to make an investment was none other than a casino.
‘Could it be… he’s planning to invest with money won here?’
That was absurd.
Gambling halls aren’t charitable organizations. They’re places that always operate with carefully calculated house edges. Striking it rich is only possible in dreamers’ fantasies. Or it’s bait set by the gambling house.
That’s why Victor suspected that Reagan might be a con artist after all.
The rescue in the back alley, the Benheim name, the rune magic demonstration—doubts arose that it might all be lies.
However, the moment he saw the golden-haired woman who had followed them out of the building, Victor had no choice but to put aside his suspicions.
Golden hair and mysterious violet eyes. There was no family in the Empire with such an appearance.
Clearly the bloodline of Benheim, obvious to anyone.
‘Come to think of it…’
Victor recalled recent rumors that Benheim had taken in a son-in-law.
‘Could that son-in-law be…’
Victor looked at Reagan’s back and nodded. If Victor’s thoughts were correct, it meant that Benheim, one of the Great Magic Families, was investing in Victor’s research.
Even if it seemed suspicious, he should follow along for now.
Victor followed Reagan and soon arrived in front of a roulette table.
“Here we are.”
Countless people were swallowing nervously as they watched the spinning wheel.
Reagan placed the heavy pouch he’d gotten from the chip exchange on the table and called Victor.
“Victor. Pick a number.”
“Pardon?”
“From 1 to 36, pick any number.”
“You want me to pick?”
Victor asked back in confusion.
“Yes. It’s the investment money you’ll receive. You should pick it. Who else would?”
“But… but I’ve never done gambling before…”
“It doesn’t matter. It’s okay if we lose. Don’t worry and just pick.”
Reagan’s attitude was very calm. Wasn’t he afraid even with so much money at stake?
Victor broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the roulette board. So many numbers. There was no way to know which would come up.
“Hurry. Betting closes soon.”
“Ugh.”
In the end, Victor picked a number that other people were betting on.
“Then… I’ll go with number 7.”
“Number 7. A lucky number.”
Reagan chuckled and pulled out a high-value chip worth fifty thousand livres from the chip pouch, tossing it onto the number 7 space.
“Fi-fifty thousand…! Isn’t that too much!”
Victor screamed in shock. Fifty thousand livres was a fortune that Victor would have to research for months while starving to accumulate.
“If fifty thousand is a lot, how do you plan to receive four million?”
Reagan spoke mockingly as he crossed his arms.
Then the dealer rang the bell.
“Betting is closed.”
——Whirrrr.
The wheel spun and the white ball bounced out.
Victor couldn’t even breathe as he followed the ball’s movement. However, the ball cruelly passed by number 7 and was sucked into the number 23 hole.
“Number 23, red.”
With the dealer’s dry announcement, the chip Reagan had bet was collected.
“Ah.”
In an instant, the fortune of fifty thousand livres had evaporated. Victor’s legs went weak and he almost collapsed.
“Hmm. Too bad.”
Reagan, who had actually lost the money, showed no sign of regret and gestured to Victor again.
“Now for the next one. Victor. Pick another number.”
“No, no. I… I can’t do it. Please…”
“Go ahead.”
Reagan urged again with a menacing expression, and Victor reluctantly picked another number.
“Number 12…”
“Good.”
This time Reagan bet one hundred thousand livres.
The result was the same.
The ball didn’t even go near number 12.
A full one hundred fifty thousand livres had evaporated in just a few minutes.
Victor’s research funds for half a year had vanished futilely. His complexion turned ashen.
“Please, stop this. I don’t need any investment… This is going too far…”
At this rate, instead of being chased by loan sharks, he was going to end up owing an enormous debt to the Benheim Family.
He thought it would be better to just give up on his research, golems and all.
“No, it’s fine. This is enough.”
Leaving Victor pleading desperately behind him, Reagan chuckled softly.
“…En-enough, you say?”
How could any of this be enough? Hadn’t he lost a huge amount of money?
When Victor frowned, Reagan shrugged and said.
“I’ve read everything now.”
“Pardon?”
Before Victor could even question him, Reagan picked up the entire remaining bag of chips.
Roughly 350,000 livres.
Reagan placed that massive pile of chips on a single number without hesitation.
In other words…
“A-all in?”
Victor was on the verge of fainting.
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