Chapter 64: Bond, Vincent Bond
The guard’s eyes beamed in delight after receiving the gold coin. This was considered his yearly salary.
’Hehe, now I can go have some fun in the brothel with those gorgeous women and still have enough to buy a gift for my wife.’ The guard’s mouth was practically drooling.
The brothel he planned to go to was naturally not some lowly establishment. But one that was extremely high class with trained courtesans who mesmerize and charm you in an instant.
Why go for a lowly establishment when you have the money to go for the luxury one?
"May I know how to address you, Sir?" The guard’s attitude changed completely as he rubbed his hands in a somewhat submissive manner.
"The name’s Bond. Vincent Bond." Leonard said calmly, his hand faking an action of whisking some wine.
"Sir Vincent Bond?" Confused, the guard had never heard of such a last name before.
Leonard faked a cough and corrected him.
"Just call me Merchant Vincent." He tried to use a famous reference to check if the people in this world understood him. After all, there could be a possibility that the current world was a parallel to his original world.
Unfortunately, the guard’s reaction and response made him quite disappointed.
"So it’s Merchant Vincent. Allow me to guide you inside. I’m Jeffrey, but most people just call me Jeff." The guard said fawningly. To cozy up with a wealthy merchant certified by the Merchant Guild was a common scene in Velastra.
After all, they were even more influential than nobles who couldn’t enforce much of the law.