"Alright. My job's to help boss lady solve the problem, but sometimes the actual problem is 'some dickwad is lying'. Seems like that's all that's going on here, so with luck, you won't need to hear a word of it again."

Confusing. Is this because he mentioned also having an offer to work for an archduke? There’s no way this guy hears Iker’s side and then takes it. 

“Yea. With luck.” 

It might just be that this guard is a solid sort. “Oh, and if one of these little problems you’re out solving is too big for one man, I’ll help out, for a cut. Not doing much after the convention ends, most days.”

He's a delegate, you don't mess with delegates without a good reason. Same as you wouldn't fuck with the family of anybody on the city council.

"Thanks for the offer, but I've got some buddies working with me if we need it, and it's not rough work often enough to be fun. Oh, and if you're dicing with anybody else, his trick was knocking over dice to make his roll better, while you weren't looking. See you around."

Iker shrugs. “You too.”

He wants to go after that dice-cheat, but he already got his money back. Really, the man at the house is who he needs to go after, but Iker isn’t going to flip that table while he’s winning. Can’t even try to find Acevedo either, president wizard still doesn’t want delegates fighting. Geh.

"Ah, Quim. Did you find Delegate Iker's side of the story?"

"Yes, ma'am. He says he was kicked out the night of the riots, and had paid on Sunday. I think he's telling the truth, though I wouldn't be surprised if he was causing problems some other way, he seemed like a protean of a soldier. I think Mr. Borrell was lying to you."

"Drat, I shouldn't have missed that. I'll deal with that when I hear back. Thank you, Quim, that was good work."