“It’s fine if you understand. Rather, the platinum coin is really worth that much?” Leisha was greatly surprised.

“Yes. A single platinum coin is an amount needed to run a count’s territory for a month. If you think about it, our village is much smaller than a count’s territory, but we spend a lot of money.”

“How large is our village usually?”

“Hmm, if you look at the population, it’s about one small territory in terms of the empire’s territory? In reality, the village should be called a city, but we call it a village for convenience.”

“Then why did you make it difficult and ask to exchange five?”

“That’s because, I learned from Den that when asking a stranger for a request, it’s good to put pressure from three different aspects.”

“Three aspects?”

“Yes. Force, status, and money. With enough of these things, there isn’t a person who won’t give in~”

At the sight of the sighing Leisha, Lancelot had no choice but to trail off. While looking back at what she might have done wrong, Leisha wanted to grab Den’s collar and shake him, asking what he taught the innocent Lancelot. If Den were here, he would have protested saying he taught Lancelot because he was...