The Unwitting Heroic Tale of a Corrupt Merchant

Chapter 2

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To Survive in This World
To survive in this world, people can broadly be divided into two categories:

"those who use" and "those who are used."

If I were forced to choose, I would undoubtedly pick the path of "those who use."

Fortunately, the house I was born into, the Gallard family, may not be of noble descent, but it operates one of the most prominent mercantile associations in the country—essentially, a family of incredible wealth.

There are whispers of shady dealings here and there, but I pay them no mind. After all, I intend to be the one generating such rumors myself.

In this industry, it's natural for such tales to exist. In fact, such a reputation works in my favor.

Thanks to this environment, I received thorough education from a young age, training me to live as the "one who uses."

My dream? To live a life of leisure and extravagance.

Let "those who are used" do the hard work.

As "one who uses," I will enjoy the fruits of their labor. My ambition is to lead a life akin to that of a king.

Everything starts now—my indulgent and splendid days are just beginning.


Four years have passed since my reincarnation.

My father, Robert Gallard, taught me a great deal about this world.

From politics and economics to the intricate relationships among the nobility and even various dark rumors—everything essential to thrive as a merchant was drilled into me.

I also learned swordsmanship and magic.

Although Father framed this as "self-defense," my real interest lay in the unique allure of these skills in this world.

How could I not dive into swordsmanship and magic, being in a world where they exist?

Unfortunately, I discovered that my mana was below average, rendering most magic beyond my reach.

On the other hand, I progressed steadily in swordsmanship. My tutor, impressed, remarked:

"Outstanding! Truly admirable!"
"Spare me the flattery."
"Not at all! This is genuine admiration! Young Master Lake, you could easily excel at the Royal Academy!"
"The Royal Academy?"

Ah, yes. Father had mentioned it before.
A school in another world—interesting.

I found myself intrigued.
I’d love to attend, but in the Gallard family, children of academy age typically travel the world with the head of the family—currently, my father—to broaden their horizons as merchants.

While that may be important, the fleeting opportunity to attend the Royal Academy feels more enticing.

… Well, I’ve already devised a reason to persuade my parents.
Time to put it into action.

After dinner that evening, I informed my parents of an important decision while sipping fruit juice.

"I’ve decided to attend the Royal Academy."

Keeping my explanation straightforward, my father looked puzzled, while my mother appeared delighted.

"Is there a reason behind this?"
"Of course."

In response to Mother's natural question, I delivered my prepared explanation:

"The Royal Academy hosts many nobles. By building relationships with them, I could create connections that would greatly benefit our business after graduation."
"Do you believe you can achieve that?"
"Without a doubt."

My resolute response left my father slightly taken aback. He likely hadn’t expected me to speak so confidently.

Witnessing my determination, Mother nodded approvingly.

"To think, at only four years old, you’re already considering such things. You are truly fit to be the future head of this company."
"Thank you, Mother."
"However, there is one issue."
"An issue?"

Just when I thought my plan was perfect, my mother voiced her concern:

"While it’s easy for nobles to enroll, our family’s status as commoners means you must pass the entrance examination."

Indeed.
Nobles are admitted unconditionally, but despite our wealth, the Gallard family remains a lineage of merchants without noble rank.

Admission to the academy requires passing a rigorous exam.

… But I had already accounted for this, having gathered information from my tutor.

"Naturally, I’m aware. There are still several years before I’m of age to enroll, so I will dedicate myself to improving my swordsmanship, studying hard, and mastering magic. I will ensure I pass the exam."
"In that case, there is no problem."
"Indeed. Work hard, Lake."
"Of course."

My parents agreed to my academy enrollment on the condition that I pass the exam.

The earliest I can take the entrance exam is at age fourteen. Until then, I must prepare thoroughly.

――And so, ten years passed.

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