Capítulo 1604: Chapter 90: Guests from Afar (End)
“The young man entrusted doesn’t need to invest any capital, he joins with courage and talent;
“He doesn’t need to promise any fixed returns either, even if the rchant ship capsizes or the business loses money, no investor will seek debts from him.”
“This was our era’s ‘partnership’,” Matteo Konar looked at Winters Montagne, his gaze intense, “a partnership for the brave. Many renowned rchants initially boarded the oared sailing ships bound for the Far East through this kind of ‘partnership.'”
“No capital investnt, no promise of fixed returns, and you don’t even have to repay debts if you lose,” Winters remained unmoved, smiling, “What do the investors want then?”
Matteo Konar answered straightforwardly: “Three-quarters of the profit.”
Winters burst into laughter, “‘Unconditional’ funding is nice, Mr. Konar, but what makes you so sure I will accept?”
“Because you haven’t grasped the scale of this ‘partnership’ yet,” Matteo Konar’s weathered face also broke into a smile, “This ti, the ‘partnership’ is led by the Konar family, with participation from all the Sea Blue Family…”
“This ans,” Matteo Konar said nonchalantly, “that with just a nod, you’ll never have to worry about money again.”
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anwhile, at the Maplestone City Cathedral, Caman was also facing a decision.
“Seeing you healthy makes happy, the Apostolic—of course, I an the one now accompanying my Lord in heaven—would also be very pleased,” the Grand Judge smiled and asked, “By the way, how is your sister?”
“She’s well,” Caman’s eyes twitched.
“And your nephew and niece?” the Grand Judge continued smiling and asked.
“Also well,” Caman’s face twisted into a grimace.
Seeing this, the Grand Judge changed the topic.
“I am glad you beca the personal priest of Winters Montagne,” the Grand Judge said, “Has he ever confessed to you?”
Caman gritted his teeth, “I am not Winters Montagne’s personal priest.”
“It doesn’t matter,” the Grand Judge said, “you have gained his trust, haven’t you? Evaluate Winters Montagne.”
“The previous Apostolic released from my service vow before his death,” Caman clenched his fists, “I no longer serve any secular lord.”
“But he didn’t release you from your other vows; you are still a mber of the Universal Church, still a monk of Saint Michael’s Monastery,” the Grand Judge said, “Evaluate Winters Montagne.”
Caman was trembling all over, “I will not do anything that harms Winters Montagne’s interests, nor will I reveal Winters Montagne’s secrets.”
“Exactly, just like that,” the Grand Judge clapped his hands in approval, “It seems you haven’t forgotten the training at Saint Michael’s Monastery. That’s the way! Rember, loyalty to the one you serve, otherwise, how can you gain their trust?”
But then, the Grand Judge changed his tone, “I do not ask you to do anything that harms Winters Montagne’s interests, nor do I require you to reveal Winters Montagne’s confessions. I only ask you to fulfill your duties as a Holy Officer—obedience, loyalty, purity—evaluate Winters Montagne.”
Caman’s face went from green to red, then to purple.
A mont later, he spoke concisely: “A person full of doubt often finds it difficult for others to willingly follow, but Winters Montagne is different. Besides doubt, he is full of passion. Rather than avoid mistakes by doing nothing, he takes action even if it ans making mistakes.”
The Grand Judge listened patiently, “A high evaluation, arrange a eting for .”
“I will convey your request to Winters Montagne,” Caman replied, “but I can promise nothing.”
“He will agree,” the Grand Judge smiled, “because the ‘Envoy’ is coming.”
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