Chapter Three, Part Twelve: Sowing the Seeds
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And so, Jessica and I traveled down the winding roads of the capital towards the tax collector as she led the conversation about her family and the business they had made in the Merchant District for the sake of helping those in need. As a side bonus, their business receieved much loyalty and income from the surrounding population due to their reputation for providing aid and having some of the best service and fanservice in Tristania.
"....and my dad runs the Charming Fairy Inn along with a lot of the other girls because he always has such a soft spot for the runaways."
"Interesting."
"Yup. You wouldn't believe just how many times dad could never turn away any of the street rats, especially the ones who come from those kind of homes. Even if he couldn't make some space or work, he would always recommend a trusted friend to help them get back on their feet."
"That's good to hear."
"Unfortunately, dad, er, how do I say this, tends to have a bit of eccentricity to him ever since mother died. The poor man went and became both a mom and dad to me because he felt so guilty that he couldn't have earned more to give mom the proper treatment."
"I hope by eccentric you don't mean harmful, do you? And I'm sorry for your loss."
"Oh no! He wouldn't harm anyone who didn't deserve to get theirs, it's just that, well, he tends to dress in womens' clothing as a way to cope, but the girls don't mind and neither do I. No need to apologize. She died when I was really young and dad has done his best to raise me and I turned out alright enough."
"Well, I suppose it could have been worse. At least, he's doing some good out of a bad situation."
"That's right. In the end, he's become a very nice person to all the ones who need the help, especially the lost ones. At first, they might be turned off by his dressing habits, but they warm up to him soon enough. They all do."
"Hmmm...."
"Oh, by the way, don't ask too many questions of the girls. Like I said, some of them come from the bad homes or had some bad run-ins with nobles and could care less to be reminded about what they ran away from."
"Got it. Not too many questions."
"Yup. You know, you're a pretty good listener. It's too bad we couldn't have met much earlier as I think that we could've been great friends!"
"Heh. Anyway, who is this collector you're giving you're money to?"
At that question, the normally excited Jessica slumped in posture and looked around as though she were afraid of something emerging from one of the sidestreets or alleys. Once clear, she took hold of Setsuna by the arm and led her to a somewhat secluded alley and began talking in hushed tones.
"Well. You remember how I talked about how dad accepts girls who run away from nobles?"
"Yes?"
"You see, some of those nobles really valued some of the girls who are now working for our inn and they were less than pleased when the girls refused to return. It got even worse when dad intervened and called in some of his favors with a few of his friends."
"I think I know where this is headed, but go on."
"It all started when Count Mott tried to retrieve one of his prized, commoner mistressess. Her name's Marie and don't tell her I told you her story."
"My lips are sealed."
"One day, the poor dear comes in with half her dress shredded from the waist down as though someone was about to force himself on her as there were signs of bruising beginning to form all along her arms, neck, and inner thighs. After some coaxing, dad was able to convince the weeping girl into one of the backrooms. Later that night, dad came out, but he wouldn't say a word except that he needed to contact one of his friends. I didn't need to be a genius to know that whenever dad calls in his friends, it's pretty serious and all."
"Definitely sounds bad."
"Yup. One of his friends was a lieutenant of the Manticore Knights who had pledged a debt of honor to dad for saving the life of one of his fellow knights when a Gallian spy had attempted to escape from jail. Long story short, the Gallian spy had some poisonous powder that was used in an attempted double suicide with himself and one of the Manticore Knights. Fortunately, dad happened to be in the area and had a home-made remedy that was able to hold the poison at bay long enough for a healer to be called in. The lieutenant on site immediately pledged an oath of gratitude to dad and the two became great friends over the years as a number of Manticore Knights visit our inn every few months."
"If the knights visit your inn every few months, why is it that you would have troubles with the nobles then?"
*sigh*"The problem is that the Manticore Knights are mostly made up of lesser noble families and Count Mott is a Palantine of the Royal Court. In other words, he's the final authority in the area outside of the Dukes and the Royal Family itself. But, Count Mott wasn't a stupid man, unlike the other nobles who had tried to retrieve their property in the past. You see, Count Mott secretly contacted the other nobles who had been rebuffed by dad. Can't really say what was said, but I know it was him because one of the dumb nobles said that he had been responsible for gathering them together."
"Sounds like a lot of trouble."
"You got it. So, one day, about half a dozen of the rebuffed nobles and about a company of men-at-arms arrive in force at the inn. Unfortunately for them, the Manticore Knights just so happened to arrive with about half their ranks in full armor. Ha ha, you should looked on the faces of those fat fools! And one of the idiot nobles, as they were running away, shouted that they had not heard the last of Count Mott and other such nonsense."
"The lieutenant immediately took dad aside and told him of the danger of crossing a Palantine of the Court and that he and his knights would not be able to do much if Count Mott pressed the issue. In turn, dad thanked him for his support and told the lieutenant not to worry too much as he did have some other connections. The lieutenant didn't press the issue, but said that he would do as much as he could on his end to keep any Royal Inquiries from being brought down on our inn."
"What's the name of the lietenant by the way?"
"Oh! I'm so sorry. His name is Jacques Poitier de Charney and he was one of the few nobles I can say I was very pleased to have met and known. Anyway, he says that he would do his best to head off any attention from our inn, but Count Mott had one last parting shot since his intimidation tactic didn't work and even backfired when mulitiple witnesses came forward with his name as the one shouted by one of the six fat fools who had run away. He ordered an audit of the finances of the Charming Fairy Inn."
"Sounds like a cheap shot."
*snort* "Count Mott couldn't find any fault with the finances of the inn nor could he find any back taxes owed to the Treasury, so he used his influence to convince the tax collector to pocket extra money from the Merchant District in order to get back at the inn."
"And how did you find out that he had used his influence?"
"Remember how I told you that dad was going to use some of his other connections? Well, that's where Matilda came in. She's a green-haired, non-noble, triangle earth mage who was able to eavesdrop on Count Mott and overheard the conversation between Count Mott and a few of the accountants who work at the treasury. Said something along the lines of how the accountants could get their rightful compensation by raising a little extra."
"But wouldn't the other members of the Merchant District raise a stink about this?"
"Normally they would and the Queen would listen. But, her husband passed away at the time and the Queen practically fell apart. End result was that Count Mott was able to silence the others at the Court by saying that they needed the extra funds in order to compensate for the Queen's lack of oversight and other lies. In the end, the other members of the Court hesitantly agreed because they had other worries to deal with that were much bigger than some non-noble merchants. And so, here we are with the tax collectors' office asking for triple the amount of the usual payment on the grounds of 'necessary taxation' for the purpose improving the nation and other crap."
"And in order to deal with this person, someone needs to silence the idiots doing this, I take it?"
*snort* "As if it would be so easy. If I hadn't said it before, I'll say it again. Thank you for bringing back the stolen money."
"My pleasure."
With the conversation over, Jessica and my character continued their walk towards the tax collectors' office in relative silence while I thought about how to deal with the accountant idiots and get myself some more achievements or maybe even level up my character.
On our arrival, I noted that the office looked more like a grandiose manor than anything else. When we entered, Jessica immediately traveled towards one of the side booths that was behind some iron bars.
"Here to pay for the Charming Fairy Inn," Jessica stated as she presented the bag of coins at the counter and waited with no expression on her face.
"Ah yes. Your little inn. I could always lower your rates if you let me have some fun with you or a few of your friends," the slimy, pale-faced accountant said as he leered at Jessicas' figure and then turned to look at my character, "Or you could offer me to have her for a night or three and you would only pay half the amount."
"As I said before, I am here to pay the taxes owed," Jessica said with a slightly strained tone as she struggled to keep her hands from slapping the man across from her.
"Are you sure? Maybe your silent friend could speak for herself?" said the accountant with narrowed eyes as he tried to inimidate Jessica, but only came off as desperate for some bedroom action.
"I am sure. And Gozen can speak for herself, but she is on duty right now as my bodyguard after I was nearly robbed. You wouldn't happen to know why three, supposedly jailed robbers somehow escaped from prison and decided to attack me specifically, would you?" Jessica responded with an even more strained tone of voice as she leaned on the counter and began to tug on her dress in order to show her assets.
"Are you accusing an upstanding member of the Royal Treasury of illegal activity," said the accountant with a somewhat distracted voice as he was a little busy staring at Jessica. Or rather her cleavage.
"Why of course not. I just wanted to make sure that poor maidens as myself would never be violated by such thugs," she said as she tugged on her dress a bit more, showing even more cleavage.
*gulp* "W-well, you see. There have been r-rumors."
"Yes," came the seductive reply.
"I-I can't say for c-certain, b-but there are some who say that the three Grey Fools were p-pardoned by a P-Palantine of the C-Court," whispered the accountant as he no longer even tried to restrain himself and openly stared at the display of flesh before him.
"Thank you so much. Now, won't you consider lowering the rates? Maybe to the original amount of a third" Jessica said as she laid it on really thick.
At that last part about rates, the accountant snapped out of his stupor.
"I'm sorry miss, but I can only accept what is the proper payment as I am an upstanding citizen of Tristan after all," he stated in an arrogant tone as he continued to sneak peeks at Jessica.
*sigh* "Very well. I guess I will never find it in my heart to ask you when you get off work so that I can relieve you of some of your problems," she regretfully said as she turned to the side with both of her hands on her face and blushing like an innocent girl.
*GULP* "W-well. I suppose paying only a third would be alright. But only ifyoumeetmetwohourslater," he rushed as he hurriedly filled out the paperwork and put away only a third of the coins and returned the rest at the implied offer of Jessica.
"Well then, I will meet you later big boy," Jessica teased as she let one of her hands gently stroke the mans' face.
As we left the treasury office, I could not help but ask, "Are you really going to, you know, let him have his way with you?"
*snort* "Of course not. I have standards after all and he is one of the newer workers there who hasn't learned the ways of the city girls. Unfortunately, when he finds out, he might give some trouble to the inn," she ended with a worried frown.
"I see. Well, let's get you back to your inn and safely away from this place," I said as I began to form some plans for dealing with this problem and finishing this quest.
The trip back to the Charming Fairy Inn was uneventful and Jessica made my character promise to visit sometime with offers of discoutned drinks and food.
After that, I had Setsuna move into one of the abandoned alleyways and change her costume into Grenth's Regalia. Unlike other armors, this costume had a full body armor and helmet that completely concealed the character. Perfect for my plans.
Once in the costume, I decided to leave on a different route for the treasury office and deal out some pain to those fools.
"Maybe I should try this out, Batman style or something similar," I cackled as I activated a few of the stances from the Warrior class and used the One with the Shadows enhancements to blend in with the shadows around the buildings as I traveled towards the Royal Treasury building as the sun had begun to set and provided multiple routes that did not encounter any light.
On my arrival, my navigator arrow pointed out the idiot who thought that he was actually going to get some.
"Damn it! I knew I should have charged that whore the same amount! Next time, you and your girls will pay with your bodies!"
"I don't think so," I said with a gravelly voice.
"Wha-," was all he got out as I hit him with a paralysis variant of the Shadow Step.
Another feature that had been added as part of One with the Shadows had been the ability to transport one person with me as I used Shadow Step and I did so to one of the abandoned buildings that I had spotted on my first time through the capital. The room I had in mind was about two floors beneath the surface of the building and appeared to have been one of those old wineries that had been abandoned.
"You, you can't do this. Do you know who I am?" came the false bravado of the man who was clearly trembling at the knees once he had regained control of his body.
My character stood before him, unmoving at about four meters away.
"If you don't let me go now, a dozen knights of the Manticore Order will burst through that door and rescue me because I am a very important p-person," he continued with a trembling voice.
"...." came my response.
"TALK, DAMN IT!" he shouted desperately as he began to sweat on his forehead.
"I do not expect you to talk, Mr. Fool. I expect you to die," while I ordered my character to begin a slow walk towards the man.
He backed away with wide eyes as his hands began to shake, "Stay back. I'm ordering you to stay b-back."
"Do you hear the voices too," as I quoted the Chaos Marines from the Dawn of War series and ordered Setsuna to stop.
"W-what?!"
"They tell me MAIM KILL BURN, MAIM KILL BURN."
"Just st-stop! I will confe-confess it all! I d-didn't mean to steal. I-I-I was just following or-orders because C-Count M-M-M-Mott said that we would be p-punished if we didn't follow his lead. H-Here. This is the note with his signature. Take it," he threw the note at my person as he held up his hands in surrender and got down on his knees, "Please, by the Founder. Mercy. I'm innocent!"
"There is no such thing as a plea of innocence in my court. A plea of innocence is guilty of wasting my time. Guilty," I said in the coldest manner possible as I quoted Inquisitor Karamazov while I stored away the note into my inventory.
"What?! HEEEELLLPPP-gah!"
His cry for aid had been cut short as I pulled out a warhammer and bashed his head like the whack-a-mole game, but with bloodier results.
Achievement Unlocked:
Charming Fairy Inn Quest Completed
You have now reached Level 22
Left Hand of God Level 3
"YEESSS! Finally got myself to level 22 now. Guess that last quest gave a lot of XP. Now, let's see what you have in your inventory in what's left of your body. Nice blood physics by the way."
And inside his inventory I found some other incriminating, physical evidence of orders to take bribes, skim off some of the money for himself, and more signed documents from the person known as Count Mott.
"Now, I should go see Ludwig and see if he knows who Herwald is and the relation to Osmond," I said to myself as I activated One with the Shadows and, once arriving at the edge of the capital, changed Setsuna's costume back into the Shining Blade uniform.
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Any feedback is welcome, especially the helpful kind!
Authors' Note: This is a bit longer than the usual, but I am hoping that I can jumpstart the interest of Reconquista, or at least parts of Reconquista, in the strange happenings in the capital and how the OTL is going to change drastically from here on out.
There will still be major events like the invasion from Albion and the invasion into Albion, but a lot of the timetable is now shifting with butterfly wings flapping around like crazy now.
ZnT/Guild Wars Crossover with PC-Controlled Assassin.