I Became A Black Merchant In Another World

The Elector of Wittenberg was listening to Baron Platz relay his impressions of Fabio's attitude.

"I believe Viscount Rothschild is someone we can trust."

"And what makes you say that?"

"I confronted him about the fact that weapons and supplies ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) were making their way to the Emperor's side, and his explanation was highly reasonable."

"Surely, you’re not telling me to trust him simply because he reasoned his way out of it?"

"There are several other reasons. But more importantly, he made a point of stating that while he is the owner of the largest trading company in the Toscani Empire, he cannot possibly control every merchant within it."

Fabio knew that when lying, the best way to make people believe you was to do so boldly—like wearing a mask of iron, no, of diamond.

And this approach worked astonishingly well.

People who think within the boundaries of common sense will always reveal small cracks when they lie, no matter how skilled they are.

Police officers, especially detectives, can often tell if a testimony is false just from tiny nervous habits.

"But Viscount Rothschild showed no signs of unease whatsoever."

And so, within the logic of a man who thought reasonably, Baron Platz concluded that Fabio had been telling the truth.