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“I have your order.”

The porter came into the store with a big box. It was a box of coffee beans that I ordered.

On the box was a large inscription on the door of Arnt Street.

‘Coffee beans imported from the west coast now have exclusive rights to sell by the Arnt family…’

The competition for coffee beans has always been fierce because there are many places they want.

As a result, the price was expensive.

‘This box is worth 300 gold…’

It was about twice the price of chocolate.

Excluding the shop and the money for buying a house is the biggest expense.

But it was not a waste because I could use it for a long time if I bought it once.

‘If we miss this opportunity, we may not be able to save it for a while.’

To get this large amount of coffee beans at once, you have to apply for the top of the Arnt in advance.

It takes time to get this much again because it comes in regularly, not every day.

In the meantime, you will not be able to open a store.

‘I’m glad I got it safe this time. With this amount, we won’t have to worry for a while.’

Where Erin was so relieved, the porter, who brought the box, put down the box of beans in the middle of the store.

The box opened as the two looked at it with anticipation.

“No, this is…”

And expectations have turned into bitter disappointment.

The box was full of dark brown circles. The amount was just as much as I ordered.

But it wasn’t very good.

No matter how old the beans were, the colour was so dark that it blew up.

The shape of the beans was unevenly distorted. Some were as hollow as a worm.

There was no sweet coffee aroma from coffee beans, either. There was only a strange sour smell that seemed to have fermented fruit.

I can use it if I know only old beans, but some seem to be really bitter.

Some of the beans in the corner were moldy.

“Well… isn’t in such a bad condition. Well, I’m sure we ordered a high-quality product…”

The porter at the top who brought the box cut off and said, as Melly groped and picked it up.

“I’m sure I’ve brought it. If you don’t like it, ask again. The next item is coming in two months.”

“What?”

Melly asked again as if she was dumbfounded, but the servant replied shamelessly.

“By the way, we just went as you ordered.”

Coffee beans are produced only in remote foreign lands that can be reached only by crossing the sea at the southern tip of the continent.

The empire ruled the central and western parts of the continent. There is no territory in contact with the southern sea.

As a result, the imperialists had to take a boat from the west coast down the road south to get to the foreign country.

The empire, in that way, brought in curious imports from this country in the south.

Coffee beans are also transported along the route to the western coast of the continent.

‘Even if you come to the fastest sailing ship, it takes so long that you can not bring it in every day.’

Many people wanted to import coffee beans and sell them.

However, under the orders of the Emperor of the Squadron, the Arnt family monopolized the coffee berries imported from the west coast.

The validity of the monopoly is 50 years.

During those 50 years, no one but the Arnt family was allowed to import and sell coffee beans from the west coast.

The Arnt family transports large quantities of coffee beans, creates a production site for mass production, and roasts coffee beans from there and sells them.

It’s a very high-quality item, so I’ll treat it with care, but it will still break or rot in the manufacturing process.

Since the transportation distance is long, there will be some items that will be damaged before arrival.

It seems that only those things that are broken are collected and sent.

Erin stared at the box containing the coffee beans.

‘You’ve been very careful in choosing what you can’t use. It must have been hard for you to choose these and send them.’

“Eh, Erin, what do we do with this? Should I get a refund…?”

Melly was embarrassed and asked Erin. Before Erin could answer, the servant who brought the box out coldly spat out.

“Because of the policy at the top of us, the beans are not refundable.”

“How can this be!”

Melly got angry and got into it, but the servant only repeated his answer bluntly.

“That’s our policy.”

This is a mess, and I can’t even get a refund. It’s ridiculous.

“Eh, Erin… What should we do?”

asked Melly, almost in tears.

Well, what shall we do?

Erin tilted her head to one side. I don’t have to do anything about it.

“Hey. Where is Arnt’s now?”

To Erin’s question, the servant answered insignificantly.

“They’ll be in the glacier mansion in the city.”

Glacier Mansion was a gambling house frequented by aristocrats.

It’s only dusk that a self-made man is already at something like that.

However, Arnt Jakag was originally known as a prodigal man who used his fortune in vain.

It wasn’t surprising to say that he has been gambling all day.

Erin left the box and called back the porters who were about to go back.

“I’ll give you a reward, so can you move the prizes away?”

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Erin wore a dark grey coat over her dress and walked toward her destination.

The sunset colored the Empire’s water map red and disappeared.

It was now a dark night, and the streetlights that were returning to the horsepower were blurring the road.

Arriving on foot for a long time was the residence of Glacier, west of Suido Island.

Glacier Mansion was a gambling house that renovated a large mansion.

There were rooms inside that looked like a ballroom on the outside but could gamble.

For example, it is a facility for the aristocrats and the rich.

Even in the middle of the night, dozens of windows in the mansion emitted a brilliant light.

Erin passed through the gate of the fence and went inside.

The entrance was guarded by a young man. The man in the way looked up and down at Erin’s clothes.

‘I thought you’d draw, so I changed.’

The clothes Erin is wearing now were dresses made of dark blue silk. It’s the best out-of-the-box dress I’ve ever brought out of the Imperial Palace.

It was too modest for other ladies, but the sleeves were still the latest fashion.

It fits from shoulder to elbow, and it was elegant, hanging on the elbow to the wrist with small ribbon decorations.

The soft, breezy lace added a dignified air to the navy dress.

She looked like a lady to all eyes.

A rich lady who came to the gambling house to gamble.

The man who looked over Erin’s clothes opened the way.

“Excuse me. I’ll take you inside.”

Such a well-groomed dress allowed me to easily get inside.

The Arnt family were originally lower-class aristocrats who ran the small top.

In the past, coffee was not known much.

Coffee beans were treated as unusual in the south of the country.

Sometimes small quantities were imported as specialties, but even though they were long, they were brought into the empire and used as medicinal herbs.

But things changed when it was revealed that the unusual fruit could make a drink called coffee.

The coffee made like that gained sensational popularity within the empire.

The Arnt family, who had been trading with the southern countries, had a monopoly on coffee fruit and several other specialties of the country, but as the coffee hit, they became rich in a day.

Thanks to this, Arnt Jakag, who was given exclusive rights for generations, spent his entire life in gambling houses and brothels.

Erin walked down the hallway and looked back at some pretty colourful interior decorations.

The hall was filled with extravagant decorations that resembled the mansions of a noble family.

It was an entertainment facility for aristocrats, so I paid a lot of attention to this and that.

‘It’s a gambling house, though.’

There were many people walking around downstairs. When I grabbed one of the passers-by and asked him where his work was, the answer quickly came back.

Erin went upstairs along the stairs.

Bitter smoke seeped through the crack of the door before it could be opened. It wasn’t a cigarette.

‘Is it a drug? It’s all over the place.’

Erin knocked briefly and immediately opened the door. The room was filled with bitter smoke that had leaked through. the door.

A middle-aged man lay in a smoky room.

“Long time no see.”

Erin, who came in without a break, smiled at Arnt, which was strewn on the sofa.

“I’m here to thank you for the stuff you sent me.”

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“What is it?”

He that had been hanging on the sofa rose in a flurry of anger.

Viscount, who was angrier, stopped looking at Erin’s face.

“Who will remain in the room at will… Of other people….. Madam?”