I Became A Black Merchant In Another World

There is a law that applies universally to families, companies, and nations.

When there’s enough money, people get along well and don’t fight, but when money becomes scarce, conflicts are almost certain to arise.

This is a well-established law, proven by statistics and history.

At the Vatican, it seemed like they were trying to prove why this is the truth, as they began fighting among themselves.

“Secretary of State, what on earth were you thinking when you drew up the budget? If this continues, we’ll be bankrupt! Bankrupt!”

“Stop talking like a heathen. This was a decision we all agreed on, wasn’t it?”

“In the end, it’s the chairperson of the Financial Council who signed off on it. Chairperson, come out and explain!”

To a devout Deus follower, this fight would be so ugly that in 0.1 seconds, they’d be questioning their faith, and in 10 minutes, they’d abandon it altogether.

However, the people involved in this fight couldn’t stop.

This was a war.

‘We need to pin the blame on one person and bury that bastard.’

Unlike the political fights of the secular world, there was no risk of someone losing their life here.