"Eh? Why?" 

When Joshua asked, Rockefeller explained the reason as briefly as possible, 

"If we later become rich, we can buy the Church's favour with that money. The people of the Church would pray for us day and night – then where would we go?"

The Church they knew claimed they had to pay a lot of money in tributes to go to heaven. 

"You guys know it very well, don't you? That you have to pay a lot to go to heaven," 

None of his younger siblings denied what Rockefeller said, 

The idea that you need to pay a lot of money to the Church to go to heaven was something that had been drilled into them for a long time, after all. 

"In the end, even if we follow God's will, if the donation to the Church is small, we have no choice but to go to hell. But, if we forsake God's will for a while, we can still go to heaven if we give the Church a lot of donations,"

The younger siblings, who had been pacified upon hearing they could go to heaven, were no longer afraid to get involved with a goldsmith. 

"Okay! We can earn a lot of money later and pay donations to the Church. Then we can go to heaven," Andrew said, relieved. 

"Let's make a lot of money and go to heaven! They say that if you go to heaven, you can eat whatever you want to eat for your entire life!" Joshua agreed. 

At the same time, Leo carefully thought about what Rockefeller said. He couldn't agree with the idea that he would go to heaven just because he had a lot of money. Still, if the Church prayed for them a lot because of the donations, then it might be possible.

‘If you pay a lot of donations, you can go to heaven,'

Rockefeller, who was watching his younger siblings, smiled gently, 

‘Since they're still kids,'

Although they believe in hell and heaven right now, would it still be the same later?

‘Well, you can believe in it if you like since that's your freedom,' 

Although Rockefeller didn't believe in the existence of a god, he acknowledged the power of those who believed in God. 

‘Even if you become wealthy, you shouldn't be enemies with the Church,' 

If his younger brothers made donations to go to heaven, Rockefeller intended to support the Church for other reasons. 

‘Rather than becoming friends, we should actively use their authority.'

Rockefeller wasn't from this family, but he still remembered the words that remained as their teachings and heirloom, 

‘He told us to be people who inspire fear rather than respect. I'm 30, but it still made me shiver to my bones- though it's correct. To live in this harsh world, there is no need to be respected by others. Rather, you should be a person who everyone is afraid of.' 

It was a one-dimensional idea that only swords and magic could be the object of fear.

‘There is another terrifying person,' 

After thinking for a moment, Rockefeller said to his siblings, 

"Tomorrow, hyung will go and see a goldsmith. First, I'll go ahead and see if there will be any problems, and if there aren't any, we'll be able to sell the placer gold through the goldsmith in the future," 

It was Rockefeller's first goal to solve the issue of their livelihood right away by selling the placer gold. 

‘He's a goldsmith…if I do this well, I can write the history of the economy of this land with my own hands,'

And once his immediate goal was fulfilled, he could move on to the bigger picture. 

==

Carter Goldsmith. 

He was a goldsmith who built a nest in the Montefeltro estate with the approval of the imperial family. 

He was a fat, greedy man who had to eat everything laid out in front of him to feel full. If he had a weakness, then it was that he was too timid. 

‘Ha… I'm not making enough money. The money really isn't coming in,' 

Even today, he was sitting on his chair in the store and thinking about making more money. 

In the average person's view, he already had a lot of money and made more in minutes than regular did in days, but since he was greedy, he always wanted more money. 

‘That doesn't mean I can just make money like that rich guy from Lyon,' 

To him, who was timid and afraid, the story of the goldsmith in Lyon was just a dream. 

To think, he was using his gold coins and the gold coins of customers to make money! 

Then what would happen if the customer suddenly came to you to find the gold coins they had entrusted to you? 

‘That would be a huge deal! Then, if you get caught, what would you do to clear the waters then? It's crazy! It's stupid crazy! The customers we deal with aren't just random nobody from the streets!' 

And towards his shop, were quiet footsteps. 

Rockefeller, the eldest son of the Rothmedici family, had come to sell him placer gold.

Rockefeller stopped in front of the goldsmith's shop, which was located near the lord's castle. 

‘Carter Banco'

Banko. 

Initially, it meant chair or bench, but it also referred to the goldsmith's shop who sat down on such a chair for most of the day for work. 

Usually, goldsmith shops are named after their name or family's name, similar to ‘Carter Banco' to do business. 

‘Please, I hope that you are a greedy person with a similar nature to what I had thought,'

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