Evil God Chapter 49

The riots in the Briton Kingdom’s capital, Rhodan continue today as well.

With the 1st evil G.o.d army corps captain Adrigori, we were standing on the roof of a certain building.

 

Bank of Briton. AKA BanBri.

One of Britain's leading banks.

 

I don’t think their name fits unless their in first place, but I think they were in fourth or fifth.

 

“Is it alright here?”

 

Adrigori confirms with me.

 

“Any prominent bank is fine, but I liked the name, so.”

 

I look below us.

 

Many people were surrounding Bank of Briton’s head office.

The bank’s building is strengthened with magic, so the general public wouldn’t easily be able to break it.

 

Needless to say, the door of the entrance was closed, and hard.

It’s a 4 story large bank.

 

I break the windowpane of the president’s room, and enter.

That’s on the fourth floor, but it’s not difficult to do if you’re using aviation magicFlight.

 

“Wh,who are you!?”

 

Surprised, the president Ben Springfield raises an agitated voice.

He was a middle aged, fat man.

 

I strike a security guard who heard that voice and hurriedly came.

 

“Hiiii!”

 

When I knock down the guard, Ben falls on his a.s.s.

 

“D,do you want to make a withdrawal!? It can’t be helped, this time is special.”

“My objective isn’t that.”

“We,well then what is it? It’s not to rob the bank right?”

“What I want is that chair.”

 

Ben’s only been saying things that are off the mark.

I get annoyed, and point at him.

 

“Are you asking me to give you the president’s chair?”

“That’s right.”

 

I was about to hit him if he actually handed me his chair.

 

“This bank is something my grandfather made with the support of the founding King Richard Ⅰ. I’m not going to hand it over to a greenhorn like you.”

 

Ben trembles, but shows his feelings refusal.

He’s more obstinate than I thought.

 

“This splendid bank is in the middle of a crisis right now. Take a look outside.”

“That mess is the government’s fault, not ours!”

“The entire mess is the country’s fault. There’s a need to something about the people in front of you. They’re customers of this bank, aren’t they?”

 

They’re annoying customers that are about to start a riot though.

 

“Normal people won’t be able to break this building. If we wait long enough, the government will do something.”

“If we wait, that’ll turn into a riot.”

“Suppressing that is the job of the government. This bank won’t sustain any damage.”

 

Until the end, Ben said it was someone else’s responsibility.

 

“I don’t know about that……as seen by this window, there is something capable of destroying that door.”

 

I’m intended to half threaten him.

However, dull Ben didn’t seem to understand it’s meaning.

 

“What are you saying……?”

“What do you think will happen if the doors to this bank are broken? I doubt the vaults will be broken into.”

“Of course. Not only are the safes themselves hard, they’ve been strengthened by a whole other level of magic.”

“Once that happens, they’ll think of another way to open them. For example, to torture someone who knows the PIN.”

 

I look at Ben.

 

“Aaaah……”

 

Imagining the situation, Ben pales.

 

“I see you understand now. How much will the chair cost?”

“There’s no way I could let go this bank that’s been pa.s.sed down for generations……”

 

Interrupting Ben, who doesn’t know when to give up, I lightly lift his fat body.

And then I thrust him out the broken window.

 

Of course, I grab him, so he doesn’t fall.

 

“Hiiiii! What are you doing!?”

“It seems you’re still not looking at reality. Look down.”

“Stop! Don’t let go!”

 

Ben *jitabata* struggled.

If I wasn’t strong enough, it’d be dangerous for him to struggle, but apparently he can’t even make that judgement.

 

“Don’t worry. When I lower you, I’ll use gravitation control magic to slowly let you down.”

“The result would be the same, I’d still be tortured to death by that crowd.”

“What, you did know didn’t you, about reality.”

“I understand. I sell it. I’ll sell it, so please return me to the bank.”

 

I finally return Ben to the room he was in.

 

“How much do you want?”

“10.000.000.”

“You’re greedy.”

“Please pay in Scottyard currency. I can’t trust this country’s currency any longer.”

 

The value of money is guaranteed by the government, the Central Bank, others like that.

 

In my past life, it seems that 10.000 yen bills could be made for about 20 yen.

In other words, if they felt like it, the Central Bank and the Bank of j.a.pan could produce infinite money.

 

But of course, they wouldn’t do such a thing.

The BOJ’s objective is keeping stable prices.

That is to say, making sure that the value of money doesn’t suddenly rise or fall.

 

Everyone trusts in their government.

That’s why 10.000 yen bills are worth 10.000 yen, even though they can be made with 20 yen.

 

But what about the Briton government?

It’s already lost its credibility.

 

If Briton’s currency were bills like in j.a.pan, this mess might have been even worse.

However, the capitalist economy hasn’t developed as much as in my previous life. The currency of this country is metal coins.

 

The gold coins contain gold, and that gives it a certain level of value.

However, the amount of gold coins considered worth 1.000 pounds are not actually worth 1.000 pounds.

 

The value of gold goes up and down, and sometimes the coins are made with less gold.

If the Briton pound can’t be trusted anymore, then it only becomes worth as much as the amount of gold in it.

It’ll become only a fraction of 1.000 pounds.

 

Thus, Ben is asking for Scottyard pounds, which undoubtedly guarantees the value of 1.000 pounds.

 

In other words, even the president of a large bank has admitted that the value of the Briton pound was suspicious.

 

“Adrigori.”

 

I call out to Adrigori, who had been motionlessly standing in the corner of the room.

Adrigori had brought a number of large leather bags with him.

He casually placed one in front of Ben.

 

Inside it was a large quant.i.ty of Scottyard gold and white gold coins.

 

“As requested, it’s 10.000.000 Scottyard pounds.”

“That’s ridiculous! Why do you have so much Scottyard gold!?”

 

Ben opened the bag, and was surprised as if he were seeing something he couldn’t believe.

Since the notice the other day, Scottyard’s currency had been getting harder to obtain.

 

That’s natural. In the current situation, there’s no one who’d want to exchange Scottyard currency for Briton currency.

 

He may have requested Scottyard pounds in order to hara.s.s me.

If I didn’t have any……he might have intended to add on demands.

 

“The negotiations are finished then.”

 

After realizing he was completely defeated by me, Ben became meek.

 

“Please wait. Being left out in the cold like this is a little……”

“I never said I’d fire anybody. If you’re fine with it, become the vice president or something.”

“Eh! Is that fine?”

 

To Ben who raised a hysteric voice, I generously nod.

 

“Well, first let’s inform the staff that the top has changed.”

“Wha, yeah. But how are we going to do that?”

“We’re going to say it in front of everyone.”

 

Curious about the mess, there was a number of people in the corridor of the president’s office.

 

“Pr,president, are you okay?”

 

One of the employees calls out to Ben.

 

“Ah, everyone, I have something important to tell you. Just now, the president has changed. The new president is this person.”

 

Ben pointed at me.

 

“Who’s that?” “Why such a young boy?” “What happened?”

Everyone is surprised, and voices their doubts.

 

“I just became the president, my name is Ashtal. I’m sure you have many questions, but leave those for a later date. I’d like everyone to prepare for what you’re going to do now.”

“What will we prepare for?”

 

One of the bank clerks asked. I grin, and answer.

 

“That’s obvious. We’re preparing to open the bank, we’re bankers after all.”