Will I Eventually Become a Capitalist? Chapter 37

Kiana's eyes widened.

Didn't her older sister say her life was only about fighting?

Why was she suddenly playing matchmaker?

"I don't know what happened, but it seems Durandal has encountered someone connected to Cecilia and Siegfried."

At this point, Rita's expression also turned solemn.

As Otto's glove, Rita knew the past history like the back of her hand.

But in the information she possessed, Cecilia never had a sworn younger brother.

From her own understanding, this was undoubtedly a lie.

However, that man had easily recognized Durandal, revealed Kiana's whereabouts, and pointed out that the Bishop was someone with extremely self-destructive tendencies.

—That guy's understanding of Schicksal was astonishingly deep.

Perhaps, the patriarchs of Schicksal's three great families might not even understand Schicksal better than him.

Such a strong presence, yet he wasn't in Schicksal's archives...

Had the history she saw already been altered?

Rita's gaze flickered uncertainly.

Then, who had altered history?

The Bishop?

Then why did the Bishop seal all his records, not even allowing his name to appear...

Rita took a deep breath, feeling as if she were facing a deep sea.

Just as she was about to further deduce the location of that Godfather, Kiana nudged her, pulling her out of the abyss of thought.

"What does my sister meeting an elder have to do with finding a suitable girl for marriage?"

Kiana, unaware that she had suddenly gained a father and even a grandfather, looked utterly confused.

Then—

She found the elegant and graceful Maid looking at her with a strange gaze, as if she were looking at an unlucky character in a melodramatic romance.

"Perhaps..."

"She hopes that Godfather won't be thinking about Cecilia anymore."

"Huh?!"

Kiana, who had been raised by Mr. Siegfried, was struck by lightning.

Chapter 43: Kiana is on her way riding a horse

ME Corp.

A Fortune Global 500 company.

As one of Anti-Entropy's important financial sources, this company was undoubtedly wealthy.

Russell looked around as he followed Megumin into the company.

A stir of romance.

It was a very tempting phrase.

Even after being chased by Kiana again, and Durandal sending him flying into the sky to accompany Prime Minister Dong, this guy still risked it all to come here.

"...Russell, you seem to be in exceptionally high spirits today."

Megumin, who was leading the way, turned back and couldn't help but ask.

"Did something good happen?"

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just feel that this world is incredibly beautiful, and the air is very fresh."

Russell coughed.

[Bullshit, you're clearly feeling restless inside.]

The prompt device angrily rebuked the person's shamelessness.

"Guān guān jū jiū, on the river's islet, a graceful lady, for the gentleman to woo."

"A stir of romance, how can you call this inner restlessness?"

Russell argued in his mind, causing the prompt device to roll its eyes.

So, who would be the one destined for him?

Russell's imagination ran wild.

First, he ruled out Durandal and Kiana.

Durandal currently saw him as a father and Kiana as a sister or daughter, so it was clearly impossible.

If it were possible, Russell would perform a live demonstration of eating a laptop.

Excluding Raiden Megumin.

Raiden Megumin is the reserved and slow-to-warm type. Without a sudden, explosive event, it would probably take a year or two for her to respond.

If it were possible, Russell would gladly gnaw on a keyboard.

Blondie was even less likely.

The matter of her mother being captured by Durandal had a lot to do with him.

If it worked out, he might as well eat a computer host.

Russell's expression also became troubled.

He only knew a few women in the Honkai world, and after eliminating them all, only Rita was left.

But Rita didn't seem to like men very much, so there wasn't much hope... This romantic luck was all for nothing.

"System, any hints?"

After nine layers of thought, Master Luo decided to ask his golden finger for help.

[Fate cannot be spoken of, but I suggest you eat an electronic component first—because your romantic luck has indeed arrived, but you've gone and excluded all the girls you know. According to the oath you made, no matter who you end up with, you'll have to gnaw on an electronic component.]

"Russell, my father is right ahead."

Raiden Megumin's voice interrupted Russell's thoughts.

Russell peeked and saw a man who had once been sharp and imposing.

"Megumin, you go outside first."

The man named Raikou Ryoma walked towards Russell and Raiden Megumin, telling his daughter to step aside.

"Lord Russell, long time no see."

"Long time no see."

Russell was not surprised and naturally shook hands with Raikou Ryoma, smoothly accepting the bank card from his hand.

This man was as perceptive as ever.

"Lord Raiden, is there something you wish to consult me about?"

Russell looked at the man before him.

Compared to their last meeting, his condition didn't seem very good.

There were dark circles under his eyes, and the beard that had been cleanly shaved in prison had grown back.

This guy's recent schedule must have been quite chaotic.

However, even with his chaotic schedule, the man's voice was still incredibly magnetic.

He looked at Russell and slowly began to speak.

"May I be so bold as to ask... do you know about Herrschers?"

Russell nodded. This was practically stating the obvious, as he had mentioned the Conqueror Gem to Raikou Ryoma during their dream entry.

Raikou Ryoma probably wanted to use this as a pretext to discuss other matters.

"Of course, I do. Herrschers are Apostles of God. Most of the time, Herrschers are mobile disasters, but in extremely rare cases, they can be controllable powers."

"Are you here to talk about Raiden Megumin?"

Russell said this.

The only thing that could make Raikou Ryoma so restless was likely this.

"Yes, Megumin's body contains the authority of a Herrscher. Because of this, she is easily targeted by those with ulterior motives."

The man's expression grew a bit weary as he said this.

"To be honest, my subordinate informed me that a new force is attempting to pry into the Raikou family."

Ah...

If it were a certain lesbian maid, there wouldn't be much to worry about.

Russell thought.

"Perhaps you don't need to be so worried."

Russell comforted the man, who might have been frightened by Rita.

"Because, as far as I know, the organizations most enthusiastic about creating Herrschers are World Serpent and Schicksal."

"A friend of mine, well, I mean, a friend of mine informed Schicksal's strongest Valkyrie about Schicksal's darkness and the organization lurking in the shadows known as World Serpent. In the short term, they should also restrain themselves a bit."

Raikou Ryoma's lips twitched slightly.

If he remembered correctly, in the internet slang of young people, "a friend of mine" usually meant oneself.

Was it to be expected of a Prophet?

Recalling all the information his daughter had asked him about, Raikou Ryoma sighed.

She was truly meticulous in her actions.

It's just a shame...

Even a Prophet can't predict the greed of the human heart.

The power of a Herrscher is too alluring.

Even with the most righteous Valkyrie there to deter them, it won't stop the petty criminals.

"You might be right, but I only have one daughter."

The man clapped his hands, and just like the wealthy tycoons in many movies, burly bodyguards in black suits soon entered carrying several cases.

"I cannot entrust my daughter's safety to some vague, unattainable peak of Schicksal's strength."

"So—"

"Lord Russell, would you be willing to make a deal with me?"

The man had people open the cases one by one.

The cases were neatly organized into categories.

There were four main types.

One type was stocks and deeds, another was plain US dollars, and a third was pure gold.

[…Holy crap, Raikou Ryoma just pulled out the entire Raikou family fortune. What the hell, doesn't he leave any liquid assets behind?]

Those cases carried a pressure like that of mountains.

Even Russell, who had become a Lord, couldn't help but widen his eyes.