★ chapter one
★ chapter two
★ episode
★ home line

chapter one

[Central Country—Ernesto’s Mansion]

Bradley: Err’thin’ here is just luck amulets ‘n more amulets… Gotta give it to the guy though, his collection ‘s damn impressive.

Shylock: Did you see something suspicious in this room, Bradley?

Bradley: Nope, ‘n that’s the problem: ‘s too calm ‘round here, there’s nothin’ to do ‘n I’m gettin’ bored outta my mind.

I just wanna find whatever ‘s wrong with this place ‘n head straight back to yer bar fer a drink… Hm?

Shylock: What is the matter?

Bradley: Look at that bottle: it’s plastered with large gems. The guy ain’t shy when it comes to decoration if you ask me, ‘specially if it’s just a bottle.

Simplicity ‘n refined stuff is more up my alley, but anyway… that’s booze inside, yeah?

Shylock: My, could it be...

Bradley: You know anythin’ ‘bout it?

Shylock: In fact, I do. I could recognise the shine of those gemstones and that silver motif anywhere. You see, this drink used to be all the talk in town, and it had quite a lasting impact.

Rumour goes that small but noticeable luck will flock your way just by displaying the bottle in your home.

Bradley: Hah, ‘n leavin’ it to catch dust on a shelf? Sounds like that’d kill more than just my luck.

Wouldn’tcha want to down the bottle instead? I know that’d boost my mood fer sure.

Shylock: Haha, a fitting answer for someone such as yourself. I wouldn’t necessarily disagree with the idea, but…

You have yet to hear the full story. You may even reconsider pouring yourself a glass after hearing it.

Bradley: Heh, ya got me hooked. Let’s hear it.

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chapter two

[Central Country—Ernesto’s Manor]

Shylock: Handle the bottle with great care, and good fortune will be assured, albeit moderately.

However, another fate awaits those who dare taste it: they say that extraordinary luck may grace their day, or unspeakable misery could torment their very existence.

—Such is the grand tale that precedes this splendid bottle.

Bradley: So either ya got yerself a worthless treasure, or ya go through hell tryin’ to pry it open, huh…

Now that’s a game I wanna play. Aight, let’s say I take the bait: that means I’ve got a golden opportunity to grab a hefty prize—

Shylock: Or suffer a harrowing tragedy.

Shylock & Bradley: …

Bradley: …You bastard, you knew I’d eat that shit up, that’s why ya told me everything ‘bout that booze.

Shylock: Maybe, or maybe not. What do you think, hm?

Bradley: Tryna bait ‘n provoke a Northern wizard ‘n all? Ya sure got twisted ways ta kill time.

…But ya know yer clients’ tastes like the back of yer hand, ‘n that’s why yer business in Town of Nectar has been runnin’ fer centuries. Ain’t nobody doin’ it like you.

Shylock: Haha, well, I appreciate your sentiment. My establishment only lends its prestige to praises from customers such as you.

Bradley: That’s what I like ta hear.

Shylock: Truth be told, this rumour has been feeding my curiosity for a while. I wish to see the effects of such a drink with my own eyes, so I tucked away a bottle for myself solely for that fateful day.

If you ever need a fix of adrenaline rush, I would gladly offer you a glass. The doors to my bar are always open for such occasions.

Bradley; …Heh, damn, ya schmoozed me good. Alright, save a seat fer me, ‘cause we’re gonna open that bad boy tonight.

The Great Bradley ‘s gonna get the last laugh, ‘n yer man ‘s gonna show ya how it’s done. Better burn that one deep in yer head.

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episode story

“The Outcome of a Risky Gamble”

[Wizard’s Manor—Dinner Hall]

Akira: Hey Bradley! Shylock told me that you had a drink that could either bring you great luck or terrible consequences yesterday, is that true?

Bradley: Yeah, ‘n I sucked that bottle dry.

Akira: Incredible! You never turn down a challenge, boss!

So? Did you see any of its effects yet?

Bradley: Hah, nah, that’s just the kinda topic you’d munch on around snacks ‘n a few drinks, y’know the deal.

The drink doesn’t really have any effects, it’s just superstitions.

Akira: Wha... Really? None at all?

Bradley: Ya can’t be fo’real… Lemme tell ya somethin’ Sage: reality ‘s gonna hit one day, and it’s gonna hit hard if ya keep gobblin’ up these stories.

Akira: Ah, haha…

(I was just curious about the kind of situations he could have been in... Yep, guess it’s all just gossip at the end of the day.)

Bradley: …Hey, hol’up… Somethin’ real tasty ‘s cookin’ in the kitchen, I can smell it…

Bradley: Knew it! That’s fried chicken alright! Hell yeah, looks like luck’s on my side. Better grab my share while it’s hot ‘n no one’s around.

Akira: …Huh, luck you say? Then that’s got to be the effects of the drink you had, right?

Bradley: Wha? Uhhh, yeah sure, let’s say that’s that.

Akira: Hm? What do you mean...?

Bradley: Just keep believin’ in whatever you’ve got goin’ in yer noggin’. Trust me, you’re better off like that. Aight, I’ll catch ya later.

Akira: Um... but better off from what though...?

home line

“Be it yer rude, uncharming bastard or careless brats, I’ve taken in lotsa lads that I thought had potential, ‘n I raised ‘em into full-fledged bandits. So, wanna see if ya got potential fer the job and… stand a chance against my standards?”

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