The Founder of the Great Financial Family

Chapter 134 (2)

"Let's go to the trading exchange just in case. I don't think it's likely, but like you said, there's a chance, right?"

"That's what I'm saying. It's too early to give up. Depending on what the chancellor does, who knows if the seized ships will be released by luck? Then it would be a jackpot! Or at least we could get the ship's value back."

"But do you think the pirates will just leave the seized trade ships alone? Even if they return the ships, it seems like they won't leave the cargo untouched."

"I don't know about that. But if they want to safely return the deputy captain, they'll have to leave the cargo alone too, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Let's hurry and go. You never know."

"Right, right, you're right. Let's go check it out."

And so, the two headed to the only place in Black Label where they could trade securities, riding in Bel's carriage.

Upon arrival, the place was bustling with people hoping to invest in new trade ships or those who had already invested in ships and wanted to check the market price daily.

'What kind of people are sticking around here every day without doing any work?'

Bel, who had followed Bob into the trading exchange, thought to himself.

'How pathetic.'

"Let's go check it out."

The two headed straight to the bulletin board where the security prices related to the Morning Glory were listed.

Just like yesterday, the price of Bob's security, which had been slashed to one-tenth, was displayed on the board with real-time trading prices.

'Damn it, it's still the same.'

"Nothing has changed since yesterday."

Bel, who was looking at the place Bob pointed, could not continue his words in frustration.

Who could have imagined that the security price, which was traded above the par value just a few days ago, would become a fraction of its value with the news of the seizure?

'At that rate, no one would buy it. Who would enter such a situation? It would be hard to get in there even with a dragon's heart, not just a beast's heart.'

"What are you going to do? Are you going to hold on for now?"

At that moment, an employee working at the trading exchange began to modify the trading prices related to the Morning Glory.

Without even answering Bel's question, Bob stared intently at the bulletin board displaying the trading prices.

'Please, please!'

However, his hopes were soon shattered.

The security price, which had been one-tenth just a moment ago, was halved again.

"Ah..."

Oh my god.

In the brief hesitation, the security price that had been slashed to one-tenth was halved again.

Denying the harsh reality, Bob turned his head to the side at the loud noise and saw an investor who had invested in the same trade ship as himself sitting on the floor in front of the trading exchange employee.

He was a nameless investor who used to stare intently at the same place with him.

'That person must have been ruined like me.'

The investor sitting in his seat had a blank expression, staring blankly into the air.

That miserable, if not pitiful, state of mind.

Bob knew it all too well.

'It's going to become a scrap of paper.'

In the brief conflict just now, someone had sold the security, which was about to become a scrap, and managed to secure some of the principal.

'Yeah, it's a game of nerves. If I leave it like this, it will really become a scrap of paper.'

Perhaps the reason why the security price, which had fallen to one-tenth, held on for a while was because of the foolish investors who were captivated by the vain dream that the seized ships might be released?

'I have to sell it somehow while those foolish guys are still holding on! I have to save at least a little bit before it turns into a scrap of paper!'

With the intention of saving at least a little of his invested principal, Bob went straight to the trading exchange employee.

And he sold the security, which had been slashed to one-twentieth, right away.

"......"

It's a fleeting life.

After selling all his securities, he began to feel pathetic for having dreamed of a vain dream with his investment in the trade ships.

'It was all just a dream. It was all just a dream.'

A jackpot, what a joke.

What kind of jackpot could there be in this situation?

"Ah...my luck."

Bel, who had watched the security price halve, couldn't stop Bob from selling the security, and could only ask after everything was over.

"Hey, did you sell it all?"

"Didn't you see just now? It's really about to become a scrap. I have to save at least a little bit."

Bel had nothing to say.

If he had been in the same situation as Bob, he would have done the same thing.

At that moment, the security price that Bob had sold began to rise again.

When the two looked at the bulletin board, wondering what was going on, the security price, which had been slashed to one-twentieth just a moment ago, was revived to one-tenth by some brave investor.

'Who is the crazy guy entering that?'

Bob was also dumbfounded.

'Is he really going in? That's going to be a piece of paper in a few days.'

Who would have thought that there would be a beast's heart to enter such a situation?

Bob and Bel saw a young man recklessly buying the securities of the Morning Glory, which was about to become a piece of paper.

A familiar face.

"Hey, that's him, right?"

"I know. The Guild Master's younger brother."

It turned out that he was Joshua Rosmedici, the younger brother of Rockefeller Rosmedici, the owner of the Rosmedici Trading Exchange in this place.

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