Black Sail
Chapter 240: CCXL. Chief Financial Officer

Chapter 240: CCXL. Chief Financial Officer

On their way back to the Black Sail Inn, Mo Yutong was even holding Liszt’s hand.

They talked all the way about the old world’s interests, movies, music, books.

Ten years ago, Mo Yutong thought Liszt was crazy, but now it seemed they shared quite a few hobbies.

Liszt felt something subtle... it was as if he had found a secret treasure and soared to the peak of his life.

Hard to imagine, his grand success had about a sixty percent completion rate. Don’t look at it just reaching the passing line, but you must know this is neodymium copper!

He probably stepped into the Ancestor Realm, the level of Saints now, with the Emperor’s Skill interpreted to the highest realm.

Hey! Now I’m really going to Hell, but it should be okay to enjoy a little during the holidays, right? End Saint Spirit of Tai Chu, I bow to you!

The inn closed for the holidays, so one had to enter from the back alley.

"Now is... fantasy..."

Rein, who was smoking in the alley, was about to comment on the time but then noticed that Liszt wasn’t daydreaming; there was actually a woman following him.

"My hair!"

Rein dropped his cigarette in shock, his face twisted with jealousy, and he began to let out a chilling, eerie laughter that was utterly terrifying.

This time, he decided to give Liszt no chances at all! He would make his house collapse! Destroy your carefully managed reputation!

He launched his attack right away, his momentum increasing wildly, furiously, intensely.

Kill move! Reincarnation Desolation!

Liszt sensed danger, the dark aura so thick it made one frown.

"Liszt has ties with the daughter of a fence boss on the island; she just came here the day before yesterday, making a massive scene. In Aran, he’s connected to a nun from the Eternal Sect. Let’s just say, the house is about to fall down. You should know about his wife. I admit it, we’re all scum, having voted on women’s fates, and he’s determined to have Goria, Meredith, Izumi, and of course, you."

Rein picked up his cigarette from the snow and continued smoking. Heh, you dare to build a harem right in front of me? He who reigns supreme within the boundless universe, esteemed above the nine heavens and ten earths. He who sheds Emperor’s blood in the forbidden zone alone, who cherishes the common people while wandering in exile. They all say an Emperor’s path doesn’t falter, yet they haven’t reached the depths of heartache.

In the era of falling Emperors, who dares claim invincibility, who dares proclaim they are unbeatable?

Liszt exploded with rage. Alright, alright, alright! So this is the game we’re playing!

But all of Rein’s lovers were bound by money, without weaknesses, leaving Liszt with no way to retaliate.

"Is that so?" Mo Yutong seemed indifferent as she nudged Liszt with her elbow. "You should be more careful, or I’ll tell Dreya that you have mistresses wanting to join the family. You’re too selfish."

Then, the two of them went up to the second floor as if nothing was amiss.

Rein was knocked back two meters.

At the end of the path of Immortals, who stands as the pinnacle? At the sight of Brother Li, all claims to enlightenment became void.

Upon seeing the somewhat ambiguous pair enter, everyone on the second floor wore a taciturn dark expression, fearing that Liszt had resorted to some despicable tactic, feeding them a drug only he could supply.

"Let me introduce this lady, officially hired as a consultant for the organizational structure of the Black Sail Trading Company."

Liszt chose his words carefully, avoiding saying financial manager, which would surely cause discontent.

"Very good." Fen breathed a sigh of relief. He had important things to do and couldn’t spend all his time watching over the numbers. "Do you know how to keep the books?"

"I was in charge of all the signatures, expenditures, and completion of the project for the train line from Aran Imperial City to Chenxi Port."

Mo Yutong saw the menacing group on the second floor and wondered if it was really okay to manage their money. After all, she had seen firsthand how they cut up people on the train.

Especially that Magician with the monocular, who cut off crew member’s arms with Wind Blade while muttering... no one is innocent.

She flipped through the ledger efficiently, taking in ten lines with a single glance, completing all the accounts in two minutes.

To be named a genius among geniuses, one must indeed possess some exceptional talents.

"How much did you receive individually... the surplus for this month..."

Mo Yutong timidly looked at Ox, though she had heard they lived on Mirror Sea, she had never personally seen someone from this race before. Aren’t they a bit too tall?

Ox stated the amount.

Mo Yutong nodded.

"It’s strange, the money you collected is more than what’s left in the accounts."

Mo Yutong pointed out by how much they differed, and if the excess was totaled up, it should amount to one hundred and six Golden Dragons and eighty-four Silver Miens and fifteen Copper Noahs.

"Is that so? It’s because I took all the money in one go, I didn’t count it, indeed it should be a bit more." Ox replied calmly, having also done some calculations, "It should be about right. The extra money I took directly from their vault, a total of one hundred and three Golden Dragons. I had no interest in counting the odd silver and copper coins."

Mo Yutong felt embarrassed; it’s not like they could return it, is this the style of pirates?

Liszt clapped his hands in praise—worthy of my Brother Ox indeed, these ledgers are of no use, we can make new accounts now, with utter precision.

Mo Yutong’s mathematics was of the sort where she had an EXCEL in her brain, a walking calculator.

Fen also thought the efficiency was quite high; she would be an excellent assistant in a reputable company, but could she play along with the pirates’ way?

"Which school did you attend?"

Fen asked calmly.

All those who had dropped out of womb-school looked on with eager anticipation; on this part of the Western Continent, cultured people were respected.

Due to different social structures, as well as severe nationalism and wars, even if the initial intentions were not so noble, once someone acquired some education, indeed they did it to revitalize their country.

"I used to be a professor at... the Aran Royal Technical College."

Mo Yutong said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, they set off a bombshell in the crowd. That’s quite a bold claim, isn’t it? I’m the Magic King, you know? You look to be only in your twenties.

Fen, with great interest, began to ask her academic questions, about physical sciences, alchemy.

Here, chemistry is known as alchemy.

Fen’s level, if put in the context of mid-18th century Earth, would undoubtedly be that of a mastermind.

Unfortunately for Mo Yutong, she stood on the shoulders of giants; in a world where the physical sciences had almost reached their limit in construction, only application remained.

Theoretically speaking, a ceiling had been reached.

Mo Yutong responded fluidly and even discussed some more advanced topics.

In this way, the two of them advanced frantically until everyone present was as if listening to something from another world. Although Liszt had reset his Skill Points, it still sounded familiar to him.

What kind of person was Fen?

Magic Energy Industrial Committee, Warlock Council, West Continent Oxford.

The title of a professor at the Aran Royal Technical College was now firmly established.

Fen’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed.

Some of Mo Yutong’s answers even solved some problems to which he had no breakthrough.

The use of arcane magic had also improved.

However, Fen had long guessed that Liszt wasn’t from around here, and the same went for someone from the Great Wetland, and the nun.

So he retrieved something akin to a location name from Liszt’s mouth.

"So that’s how it is, do you know about... Emmerich?"

Fen’s pronunciation was precise and clear.

"Ah?"

Mo Yutong’s mind went blank, and she turned her gaze toward Liszt.

Liszt had long suspected that Fen knew, but hadn’t made it clear; however, some things were not for you to speculate, and even if you knew a thing or two, you couldn’t just tear down the curtain. He shook his head slightly at Mo Yutong.

"I don’t know."

But Mo Yutong’s somewhat unnatural expression betrayed her.

"Hmm... indeed a professor from the Royal Technical College, we’ll be relying on you a lot from now on."

Fen said calmly.

From then on, he had completely settled his judgment, whether it’s the newly emerging card games or the sudden rise of new technologies, they all had something to do with a group of people from another world.

He longed for this undercurrent, to return to the very center of world power.