Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 73 Derrick Berg

Roger said without hesitation:
"I have no objection to the salary in the contract. As for tips, we can just split them equally according to the previous plan."

He still highly recognized the professionalism of several musicians, and Roger did not want to discourage them on the issue of remuneration.

Seeing Roger say this, Hana and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and the food in their mouths became much more fragrant.

However, what really concerned Roger was something else.

He changed the subject:
“But Mr. Faye, if it were possible, could you adjust the minimum length of the performance a little bit?
"To be honest, I have a part-time job somewhere else, and I'm worried I won't be able to make ends meet.

"So can we reduce the minimum number of performances per week to three? Of course I will make sure to come as often as possible."

Roger said sincerely.

What he was thinking about was naturally the affairs of the association, and he had to set aside some time to coordinate the work there.

The association is currently in the development stage and it will take some time before it reaches a stable period. After all, Mr. Willis pays himself a relatively high salary, and he also needs to maintain his own relationship with sponsors.

Not to mention that he also had to find time to keep an eye on Ince Zangwill. To sum up his life simply, it could be described in five words: busy, busy, busy.

So performing all night long, four days a week, is indeed a bit too long.

"This..." Roger's words made Faye feel a little embarrassed.

After today's performance, Roger has already gained some initial fame, and many guests have just asked him about the time of his next performance.

After all, business at the dock doesn't wait for anyone, and missing one day of performance would mean he would lose a lot of customers.

In the end, it was Hana, Tuckerman and other musicians who spoke up for Roger, which made both sides compromise and reach an agreement to perform at least 3 days a month on odd weeks and at least 4 days a month on even weeks.

After signing the contract, it’s time to divide the money.

Faye opened the cash box and took out piles of banknotes.

This made Hana and the others' eyes light up, and even Roger's face was full of concern.

After counting, Faye was surprised to find that the reward income tonight reached 20 gold pounds and 8 soli!
Putting aside the commission from the "Desert Island" bar, Roger and his friends can each get 3 gold pounds 5 soli 3 pence!
Earn more than 3 gold pounds in one night!
Even Roger was shocked. If he sang three days a week, that would be nearly 3 gold pounds.

Adding my own residency fee, that’s 12 gold pounds!
"This income is already comparable to that of a newly recruited official member of the Nighthawks..." he muttered to himself.

No wonder Faye is so concerned about Roger's performance time.

If this trend continues, he will personally lose at least 4 gold pounds for every day the band performs less.

This is just the income from tips, not including the money paid by guests who were attracted by the performance and bought drinks and ordered food.

Hana was completely convinced by this point.

If she had given up singing before simply because of Roger's ability, now facing such a lavish income, she would have nothing to say.

This is an achievement that was never achieved even when Miss Alice was here!

The musicians shook hands with Roger one by one, and all expressed that they were looking forward to the upcoming collaboration.

When the sun rose, Roger called Bandit, who was resting on the beam, and they took a public carriage back to No. 4 Daffodil Street.

"sleepy."

After a night of using his extraordinary abilities, Roger was quite exhausted. He didn't even have the energy to wash his face. He just fell into bed and fell asleep...

This monotonous yet fulfilling routine repeated itself for three weeks. Roger managed the work at the association and the "Desert Island" bar with impeccable efficiency. He even visited Mr. C and brought him a bag of Feynaporte fruit he'd bought at the docks as a token of his gratitude for his help. During this time, the Tarot Club convened three times, but the content was unremarkable. Mr. Fool only received a single page of Russell's notes from Audrey, "Justice," but it contained only plans for Intis's development, with no mention of mysticism.

And now, the time has come to 3 o'clock on Monday afternoon again.

At this moment, Roger, who had just woken up after a night of performance, was sitting in front of his basement workbench, quietly waiting for Mr. Fool's call.

As rust-colored starlight burst out, Roger appeared again above the gray fog, in front of the long bronze table.

Near him also appeared "Justice" Audrey Hall and "The Hanged Man" Alger Wilson.

However, unlike before, this time there was a figure bowing his head in prayer opposite the long bronze table.

"This is……"

Roger's pupils narrowed slightly.

At this moment, Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the head of the long bronze table, spoke in his steady voice:
"This is the new member, named 'The Sun'."

"This is Miss Justice, this is Mr. The Hanged Man, and this one is Mr. Wheel of Fortune."

really……

Roger's heart was in turmoil. The new figure opposite him was none other than the young man from the God-forsaken Land, the City of Silver, "The Sun" Derrick Berg!

This young man, who had just experienced the death of his parents and was determined to lead his people out of the God-forsaken land and see the sun, finally received the favor of the "Fool" after countless prayers and reached an agreement of equal exchange with him.

As a result, he became a member of the Tarot Club.

Miss Justice was very excited to see new members joining.

Already feeling a sense of ownership over the Tarot Club, she naturally hopes that this gathering under Mr. Fool will grow stronger.

"Why did you bring in a new member? You should at least notify us in advance..."

Alger, the "Hanged Man," frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.

But he quickly remembered that this magnificent palace was Mr. Fool's home ground, and that this great deity did not need to ask them about any arrangements.

In other words, ordinary extraordinary people like them who are not even demigods have no right to comment on His arrangements.

So he quickly adjusted his mindset and greeted "Justice", "Wheel of Fortune" and the newly joined "Sun" respectively.

During this process, Audrey had been secretly observing "Sun" and saw that he was not very old and had a certain lone wolf temperament.

She looked up at Mr. Fool:
"Mr. Fool, I brought two more pages of Emperor Roselle's diary."

Klein was also cheered up because he hadn't seen a new diary of Emperor Roselle in more than half a month.

He immediately asked:
"Ms. Justice, what do you need?"

Audrey's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I want the Sequence 8 'Mind Reader' potion formula."

　Second update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)