"what you up to?"
Varden tried his best to appear calm, but his voice still trembled a little, "The things are in the banquet hall, you should abide by the rules of the game!"
His psychological quality is not bad... at least he can still think rationally under high pressure, which is already rare.
Varina moved the handle of the knife away slightly, breaking away from the tight muscles behind Varden, and said:
"I said, I'm just here to talk."
"As long as you cooperate, I can give you more space. Of course, this does not mean that I will give up the most basic control, do you understand?"
"Yeah." Varden responded.
"It's time to get to the point. What did Roger ask you to do?"
Varina took a few steps back, letting most of his body disappear into the nearby shadows, and said:
"You can turn around now."
"As for Roger, of course he wants me to steal the jewelry, win the bet, and make you lose face."
Walden slowly turned his body on the chair and looked behind him with his light blue eyes, but he only saw the front half of a pair of old leather boots and a right hand playing with the handle of an iron knife.
The visitor hid his body in the shadows and could not see clearly.
"But I am a bounty hunter. I want a bounty, but I don't want to offend any big shot."
Hearing this, Varden already understood that this guy was thinking wildly, "So you want to convince me to hand over that piece of jewelry to you?"
"Haha, you have a great idea, but I don't think you can succeed."
Varden laughed softly, his nervousness gone.
This is certainly related to his own excellent psychological quality, but it is more because Varina used a "charm"-like spell to make his words sound more sincere.
“I had earned the opportunity to talk, and that was the beginning of success.”
Varina dragged a chair from the side and sat down, and asked:
"Mr. Varden, have you considered the outcome of winning the bet? Can you guarantee that... uh..."
"Miss Britney, Viscount Conrad's favorite youngest daughter." Warden interrupted with some dissatisfaction.
"Yes, Miss Britney."
Varina began to guide his thoughts, "Do you think she will be the kind of superficial girl? Can you win her heart with such a savage victory?"
"No,..." Varden hurriedly retorted, but after uttering one word, he was speechless.
"Look," Varina's voice brought a hint of smile, "you know this yourself."
"Let me ask you again, do you know the price of winning the bet?"
"It's just that he offended the son of a wealthy businessman," Waden said with some arrogance: "If his family hadn't been rich enough, he wouldn't have been able to get in touch with our circle."
Varina clicked his tongue, "The nobles' arrogance has blinded you."
"Let me ask you, do you think it is easier to use money to obtain a title, or to open up a new way of making money?"
"impossible!"
Waden subconsciously retorted, "It is impossible to obtain a title with money! His Majesty the King will not easily grant nobles any more."
As for opening up ways to make money, he just ignored it.
If it was so easy to think of ways to make money, how could there be so many wealthy businessmen?
"See, you understand it yourself."
Varina pointed out the key, "To obtain a title, you only need the approval of His Majesty the King. As for making money, you can't even think of a possible way."
"Let me ask you, if Mr. Syndras obtained the title, would you be better than Roger in any way?"
"But this is impossible!" Varden insisted.
"That's hard to say. If the kingdom's finances encounter difficulties, do you think His Majesty the King will change his mind?"
After mentioning it in an understatement, Varina immediately returned to the topic, "In setting up this bet, isn't it because you subconsciously want to protect your own face and at the same time try to ease the conflict with Roger?"
"If I had a way to keep your face, be friends with Roger, and even show Miss Britney your tolerance and generosity..."
"Aren't you going to consider this kind of solution that has the best of all three worlds at all?"
This time, Varden was silent.
From that assumption, he thought that his family's financial situation was indeed a bit tight.
This is not an isolated case. The most serious family, Viscount Stout, even found an excuse to break the convention last year and enter into a marriage alliance with a wealthy businessman family.
If this bounty hunter really gets it right... then Mr. Sindras might really get canonized!
At this time, he heard the temptation of "the best of all three" proposed by Varina.
"Tell me about it and I'll think about it."
Varden, who was sitting casually on the chair, straightened up unconsciously, and his verbal attitude softened a lot.
"It's very simple."
Varina stepped out of the shadows, letting Varden see the confident smile on his face.
"You just need to restrain your victor's attitude before the deadline, humbly reconcile with Roger, and share the nominal ownership of the jewelry with him."
Varden pinched his chin and quickly thought of the biggest flaw of this method, frowning and saying:
"But this requires reaching a tacit understanding with Roger in advance. Doesn't this mean that I surrender in advance?"
"of course not!"
Varina waved his hand, "People will only see that you magnanimously chose reconciliation at the last moment when you were about to win."
"If you insist on someone admitting defeat in advance, then it is Roger who will admit defeat. I will help you achieve this step."
"If someone must pursue this, I can testify for you when the time comes."
At this point, Varina winked at him.
Walden's brows widened, he leaned back in his chair and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"
This guy is quite capable... He realized it now and knew that he had to show his sincerity first.
Soon, Varina suppressed a trace of surprise in his heart and said:
"It's very simple. Just keep the piece of jewelry yourself and make it disappear from everyone's sight."
Varden nodded and asked the last doubt in his heart: "Are you sure you are not trying to make the subsequent theft less difficult? Are you sure you have a way to make Roger admit defeat in advance?"
"certainly!"
"Of course," Varina kept smiling and emphasized: "I am a bounty hunter. What I want is the reward, not to offend the powerful."
"I will help you achieve your expectations."
"Of course, this requires you to pay some bounty after the incident is completed."
Walden stood up, looked Varina up and down with his light blue eyes, and asked, "How much do you want?"
"not much."
"Not much," Varina stretched out his hand and gestured. "Roger's mission is much more dangerous, and the reward offered is only 500 pounds."
"I think £300 is a reasonable price."
"I think this is just a negligible amount to you."
The asking price made Wadden feel a little pained, but it was still within the range of tolerance.
Considering that this could improve his relationship with Roger, he finally nodded through gritted teeth.
"If you do well, there will be 300 pounds."
