The Rise of the Sword Expert
Reliable Gambler, Willian Cassis

Grace shivered, her mouth muttering whatever could save her.

Willian is a great man who controls his face, if I don't hear his loud heartbeat, I don't realize that he actually feels fear in this situation.

He tried hard to calm down the details of his heart, especially when my eyes met his calm eyes. Anyone would be afraid of meeting a man with an aura as strong as Akion.

Come to think of it, what was his previous job? It's very interesting to explore.

He's a 25-year-old, grown man who tries hard to hide his heart's agility.

"You didn't answer?"

Next to me was my beloved sword. The girl stared at the sword, and fell down. He put his forehead on the floor.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes, young Mr. Baron .. I'm very young to die."

She cried.

Looking at the tears of a woman, I felt guilty. Maybe this is too cruel just to test them. Trusting rumors is not a critical thinker.

Willian bends.

"If that's what you want. I want to put my life in your hands. It's the greatest honor of my life, to lay down a life for a great ruler like you."

Sweet mouth.

His trembling and clenching body was proof of how hard he tried

I clapped my hands twice with a happy face as bright as the sun.

"Well, stand up."

With my hands covering my mouth to stop laughing, I still chuckled.

I shook my head.

They both seemed confused by what I was doing.

Grace's tears haven't even dried up.

At first, I just wanted to mentally test them. If they were around me, there was no way they would never experience anything terrible. Will they run away or stay with me?

Instead of just that, I found something tickling my stomach. Willian is a timid man who tries hard to stay calm. His mentality is not kidding.

"Grace, you can go home."

He looked at me with his mouth open and was still intimidated.

"You didn't get away. Bastian, the outside will provide you with a decent compensation for your depressed mentality."

I smiled widely, she admired him.

"I'm sorry about that."

A friendly face that dazzled him, making his tongue stiff.

"An-you're innocent, young Baron ...."

She was so fascinated, my hand moved asking her to leave my room immediately. When he woke up, he reluctantly left the room.

The compensation I gave him was worth it. That's the equivalent of my secretary's month's salary of 100 gold coins. He was probably shocked when he saw the contents of the small pouch.

I reached out my hand to Willian, he did not budge, then my index finger showed the pile of books he was holding. He gave it to her without saying anything.

"You'll be my secretary. I'll take care of all of Sanktessy's bookkeeping, and you'll have to remember all my busyness. Can't you?"

"I can do it, Mr. Akion."

One of the things I liked about him was that he called me by name in comparison to the young Baron.

"What was your job before?"

Things that made me curious from the beginning. There are many jobs that use poker face, even if he is a reliable word stamps.

"I'm a gambler."

He slightly swallowed. He harmed himself when he said that.

Naturally, a gambler is a low thing here. They go into stupid greedy people. But Willian didn't look stupid.

"You seem like a smart guy. I'm sure when you gamble, you can win bets easily."

"Some of you are right, some are not, Mr. Akion."

His tired face was like it was clear and cold.

"In gambling, people who have strong connections and a lot of money can pressure smart people who win."

It turns out that so in terms of gambling, intimidation is a common thing other than poker face it.

"Why did you decide to take this exam?"

That's a basic question that reminds me of a company interview.

She looked a little more alive as her cheeks blushed in embarrassment.

"Because I want to propose to the girl of my dreams. Both of his parents did not accept me if I was still a gambler."

I do not care about the reason that like children according to others, is not it quite romantic, making a man fight for his desire to be with his beloved.

For some reason, I smiled warmly at him.

"You can work from tomorrow, Willian."

"Bastian, come in."

Bastian came in with his refreshing professional attitude. A gathered wrinkle appeared on his smiling face.

"I'll explain your work, and this is a bonus from Sanktessy."

If a runner up only gets a prize, a winner will certainly get a prize. There were 150 gold pieces in the bag. Frankly, I am a royal lord to his employees, especially if they have high grades.

Willian's life has been assured with this job.

He had a steady job with a high salary, then a sizable bonus, and a good-natured handsome master.

"Alright, we both excuse me, Mr. Akion."

Bastian bowed, then Willian followed. Both disappeared from my work space.

The end of the exam that we had predicted, especially me.

It's not at all a trivial thing to get a perfect score on the problem I made.

How strong will he be in his job?

"Isn't he so skinny for a grown man?"

Tanka has been watching Willian ever since she walked in.

His words were not wrong, looking at that frail thin body, he looked like a malnourished person.

Soon I put my pen down.

His eyes, which saw sharp documents, with a little beam of light made me think of what life he lived to forget himself.

I hid my soft little laugh when I looked down. Bastian would laugh at me because I myself often forget to rest and eat.

Besides, it seems that Bastian is happy with Willian's presence. Because he thought I'd relax a little to do the work, and one more thing.

It was a reason for her to prepare more food in my room.

He entered like he was stomping his feet with a face whose intentions I knew.

A shrimp paste he prepared on my desk.

I was planning to combine my morning meal and lunch, but Bastian intelligently made me enjoy it all, breakfast, lunch, and breakfast between morning and lunch was not a snack.

"This is so that the secretary lord has a strong body. See his body, Mr Akion? That's too weak,"

That's what Bastian said as I glanced at the food he prepared for me. A reason for this intelligent thrower.

"If I don't prepare food for Mr. Akion as well, how insolent are we."

Getting the code from Bastian, Willian nodded.

After looking at the scene full of drama, I turned my head slightly and ate my paste.

But Bastian didn't leave before I spent my past. The old face was hopeful. He wanted me to grow up, and be nice. Did he forget how big I was?

Oh my God, this body has a height of 192 cm, and a weight of 78 kg, with the palm of his hand alone I can make my body on earth to be unable to move.

Finally I finished the paste, and gave him the code to clean it up.

He smiled with satisfaction.

"Willian, you should eat more than me. Make your body absorb all the nutrients from all the food here."

Half of it is my frustration. Even my room has changed like a cake shop. He had to eat far more than me, and work without rest.