Extra Pushover Trains the Bad Girls

28 – LH Sister’s Punishment 2

Immediately after formally introducing the two for the first time, Bahamut inwardly tilted his head.

‘yes? The atmosphere is a bit strange, isn’t it?’

It’s hard to say exactly, but it’s a room where a slightly uncomfortable energy begins to linger.

In any case, thinking that it would not be a big deal, Bahamut continued the conversation as it was.

“Anyway, since we’ve all gathered here, let’s talk about the future. Let both of you take a seat.”

“Okay, Master.”

“okay.”

At Bahamut’s words, the two of them sat down on the sofa as they stopped fighting.

“First of all, before we start talking in earnest… Lee Sol. Do you remember what I asked for separately?”

“If it’s what you asked for… the one about Lugano?”

As it was something she had been paying attention to right before coming here, Isolda was able to notice it at once.

“Lugano.. Located on the southern border of Schwyz, it is a place with many mineral veins. In particular, in recent years, many high-quality iron mines have suddenly been produced in this area.”

“Yeah right, I know that.”

Bahamut nodded at Isolda’s clear explanation, and then began examining Lugano’s data again.

Lugano, a place like the gateway to the huge mountain range that encompasses the south of Schwyz.

As Isolda said, it was originally one of the important commercial hubs thanks to its proximity to Milan, a large city located down below, and it was also an area where a large amount of iron mines were suddenly being produced.

Of course, even in that area, it was a place where the breath of the upper ranks of Beden spread as it was Schwyz’s territory, but this was limited to the commercial distribution network, and most of the mines themselves were owned by a local influential person.

‘We are already supervising the commercial district, including the iron ore distribution network in the area… Then it’s no wonder they’re directly targeting the mine… ? No, no… it can’t be…’

While thinking about that, Isolda couldn’t clearly conclude what Bahamut was thinking.

‘No matter how recently the price of iron ore has risen, there is no reason to directly purchase the mine. It’s never such an easy business…’

While thinking about that, Isolda glanced at YuRia standing next to her, and she too shrugged slightly, expressing her doubts.

As she had worked as an iron ore merchant, she knew the nature of this job quite well.

Although it was a business that could always yield some level of profit from the standpoint of trading real resources.

However, in that it is greatly affected by the special situation of war, there is a possibility of losing money if it hastily expects a large profit, and furthermore, the basic cost for investment is large and the process itself is very difficult.

Due to the nature of the mine, once it was discovered, it was a great advantage to be able to obtain stable profits for a fairly long period of time.

For this reason, owners tended not to sell them as much as possible, and even if they did, they usually charged excessively high prices.

This is because they try to bundle together the profits that will be produced in the future, not the immediate profits.

The fact that if the veins of the mines that you have bought so hard really run dry faster than the break-even point, then the fact that you will really kick a side gourd is a bonus.

Literally, as mining investment is what shows the typical high-risk lowly turn, the two of them thought that Bahamut would not be considering it.

But… when the two of them were thinking about it.

Ophelia, who was watching this from the side, spoke to Bahamut in a quiet voice.

“Then… Master, are you thinking of buying the iron mines yourself?”

The moment they heard that story, Isolda and Yuria shook their heads inwardly at the same time.

‘No.. that’s not it..’

‘That’s probably not the case…’

Two people who listen to Ophelia’s words and think the same way.

The two of them thought that there was no reason for Bahamut to do such a meaningless thing.

By the way..

“Yeah, that’s right, as expected Ophelia is quick-witted when it comes to things like this.”

“to?”

“Yes?”

At Bahamut’s admiration that followed, Ophelia blushed slightly and smiled for the first time in front of the two of them.

“Ah.. no.. wait a minute. Baha anyway… are you serious? Are you really going to buy the mines yourself?”

“You’re right. To be precise, I plan to buy most of the mountainous areas in the area, including mines.”

“What the hell…what were you thinking…”

I couldn’t understand.

Lee Solda thought that it was too much to be greedy even though she already had the iron ore distribution network in the area.

It would not be easy to inject funds, and it was unclear whether or not a war could actually break out in this situation.

“You don’t need to know the details, and prepare for it first. I put the budget plan there, so take it.”

“Sigh… ”

However, despite this, Isolda could not strongly object to this.

The opponent was her master, Bahamut. Between being simple collaborators or having an obvious superior/lower relationship, not like comrades.

On top of that, on the other hand, Isolda also had a bit of curiosity.

‘It’s the Bahamut who subdued even Lady Bertina… Maybe there’s something going on this time too. Something beyond my common sense…’

With such thoughts in mind, Lee Sol-da picks up the budget bill and checks the contents.

But immediately after that, when she checked the absurdly small amount written on it, she began to feel dizzy again.

‘This man… what is he really thinking?’

*

Those who govern each region, including the main cities of the continent, are largely divided into two types.

One is the nobles who serve the king or emperor in connection with secular power.

The so-called lords were like that, and about 80% of the continental area was classified as a territory ruled by these lords.

On the other hand, the rest of the region.

Those who rule there are nominally those who have nothing to do with secular power. In other words, they were those who were related to the church forces.

Places ruled by clerical princes with a religious character, such as priests and nuns, occupied about 20% of the continent’s territory and were called dioceses.

In this respect, the iron ore production area of Lugano entered the monastery, a type of parish. The ruler of this area was also a nun, not a secular lord.

Vicar Linda Halls

Six years ago, the priest who was the previous parish priest died suddenly, and she became the parish priest at a young age in her early twenties.

Although she is a nun, she has a strikingly beautiful appearance and always shows a kind smile to the villagers.

Wearing a veil, with her long blonde hair dancing, she busily walks around among the patients.

Her golden eyes, which matched her blonde hair, seemed to contain pure compassion for others.

“Keuuugh..!”

“Oops… hang on a little bit, because here’s the medicine.”

Linda takes care of injured patients and bandages their wounds.

Every time her merciful touch touched people, they were feeling the pain lessen.

“Sister Linda! on this side…”

“Ah.. I see. Let’s go right away.”

Linda starts looking at the next patient right away without even having time to wash off the blood stains on her hands.

The bodies of the patients she was taking care of were covered with black burnt powder.

The reason was simple.

This is because all the patients gathered here were injured from nearby iron mines.

The process of digging deep into the ground and digging out hard ore from there always entails great risks.

It’s not uncommon for people to collapse due to exhaustion or being poisoned by toxic gas that comes out unexpectedly.

In severe cases, the oysters suddenly collapsed to the point where they were killed.

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Nonetheless, those who are here somehow have to eat and live. I had no choice but to jump into that extreme work site.

These people were originally farmers in the plains of Lugano.

However, since a few years ago, the exploitation of the lords who ruled the plains became extremely severe, and they had no choice but to sell the land at a bargain price and settle down here.

“At least it’s thanks to Sister protecting us that we’re alive…”

“I am really grateful. He is the one who accepted us and allowed us to make a living through mining work..”

Although life now was so exhausting that it could not be compared to when farming was done.

At least, there was no death from being crushed or suffocated while plowing the field, and unlike the level of earning a living based on fertile land, only a pitiful meal that would not die is possible now.

However.. It was a position that was barely enough to be put on the tongue, but nevertheless, the people here were feeling deep gratitude and grace to Sister Linda.

They accept those who have lost their place to go, and even treat the injured by directly stepping out like this.

Feeling the mercy like a living angel, people were living each day today, feeling the comfort of a corner of their heart even though they were in pain.

“Sister! Sister Linda!”

“Yes? What are you doing?”

At the voice of the soldier guarding the outskirts, Sister Linda, who had just finished seeing the patient, turned her head.

“A guest has come. He said he really wanted to see Sister.”

“The guest… me?”

“Yes, they say they came from the upper ranks of Beden, but it seems that they are from a fairly high rank.”

“Yes? At the top of Beden..”

At those words, Sister Linda brushed off the blood and pus from her hands and began to lighten her eyes slightly.