Slend Castle, Eagle Country!
Lance was sprawled on the sofa, wearing glasses and poring over an ancient book!
The front door suddenly burst open, and the butler rushed in with a computer in his arms, sweating profusely!
"Lord Lance, something terrible has happened!"
Lance closed the book in annoyance. "What is it this time? Every day it's something terrible! Can't we have some good news for once?"
The butler said anxiously, "Look, that Jiang Nan has put the Mithril Greatsword up for sale again. This time he's asking for a billion!"
Lance's eyes widened. "What? Didn't I send Sean with the money to buy the sword back? How did it end up listed again?"
He snatched the computer and took a closer look. His face turned green!
[Resentment Points from Lance +1001!]
He might as well have put my name right on the listing! Wasn't there supposed to be nine swords?
Why were there ten now? Had he counted the one I still had, too?
You even put the sword in my pocket up for sale? Are you out of your mind?
Lance angrily called Sean.
"Hey! Where's the sword I told you to buy back?"
On the bus, Sean wiped the blood from his nose, his expression stiffening.
"M-Master? There was a little mishap. Don't worry, I'll get the sword back for you sooner or later!"
"A-Also, could I have the sword you still have? I still owe Jiang Nan one, and I need to give it to him!"
"You can't go back on your word!"
Lance: (ꐦ⊙益☉ꐦ)!
"What? I don't understand. I gave you nine hundred million, and not only did you fail to get the sword back for me—"
"You even threw in the only one I had left? Are you trying to anger me to death?"