BJ Swordmaster

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Zest muttered with a blank face.

Unlike the atmosphere, Henry Camilton's question was simple.

The first question was, have you ever killed a person, and then, the question was to see why.

- We're thieves. - We're thieves. I'm not a killer. We have no choice but to be caught someday, and if there is murder in the crime, the punishment will be stronger.

Zest gave a realistic answer.

Although he is confident in running away, it was clear that he would be caught one day if he were determined to pursue it in the kingdom.

"If you're in prison, you can escape, on a day when you're sentenced to hang...….’

Brrrr!

Zest shuddered with corners of his mouth down.

He didn't want to die early.

His values were that he should survive by looking at the prison walls and eating cheap soup every day.

And fortunately.

Henry Camilton was not a knight who blindly called for justice.

I think you like it anyway.….’

Zest looked one after another at the "meeting" with his men. Everyone seemed embarrassed, but since Zest was a rough process first, it seemed to follow smoothly.

"Hey, why don't you go away? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Zest kicked out the crowd of spectators.

Whatever the other person intended, the fact that he's the main character of a million-gold deal hasn't changed.

Now that the values had been verified, I had to show my ability as a competent worker.

***

Henry nodded satisfactorily.

"Thank you. I know it wasn't easy to say."

"Well, that's great. Everyone here is like me. This is the first time I've done something normal. To be honest, I've been having a lot of fun lately.

Zest's man, who had been on the black market for years, spoke with a wry air.

It was because I never thought I would have a chance to talk about this.

No one was curious about his past, nor did the man want to talk about his past.

"Anyway, are you done?"

"It's done."

The man nodded and went back to Zest.

He was the last to go.

Now that they've finished the "interview," they surrounded Henry as if he were a wall of people, which allowed him to concentrate on what he was doing with confidence.

"What do you think?”

I think we can hire him.]

[He's a real petty thief] If you use it well, there are many places to use it.]

[He's good enough for a thief] Austin was too strong back then.

"I think so, too. It's impossible for ordinary thieves to settle down on the black market."

In the first place, the black market was the place to support four or five-star fighters in terms of service.

Of course, I had to pay a considerable amount of money, but it means it's a dangerous place to have a "need" anyway.

They were quite strong, of a similar background, and also penetrated physiology in places like the black market.

"And the most important value is money. They're willing to join us as long as we're paid enough to satisfy them."

Zest obediently followed Henry's instructions. It changed from a petty thief to a public security manager, and waited regardless of the reduced income.

If there was a purpose other than money, it wouldn't have been necessary.

"I'll put off bringing it up for a while. I need to show them what I can do, just like they did to me."

[1 million gold in one day]Lol]

The title of the broadcast has changed. Viewers responded, and Henry was moderately spoken.

After that

"Zest."

Zest, who was tilting his head, was called.

"Yes!"

"Let's go. We'll find Durandal's exchange. There's something else I'd like to ask of you."

"Say anything!”

"How many exchanges are there in total?"

"12 places. I can't expect the same size as Durandal.”

"Comparison?"

"If you put all eleven together......about twice as many as Durandal. It's a guess."

"Please find the funds available on each exchange right now. It doesn't matter if it's not accurate or if the opponent refuses, it's okay to bring up the details."

"If you're going to tell me more.…?”

"Durandal's client wants to sell something. It's a valuable product, and it's not a small number."

"I see."

As if Zest was enough, he nodded and instructed his men around.

Black market exchanges are snobbish, but none of them were as good as Durandal's.

What about Durandal's client?

No matter how much the exchange was worth showing interest.

Zest's men were scattered. It was a steady movement as it penetrated the structure of the black market.

"Let's go. I'll stay."

***

Durandal's exchange remained unchanged.

A small tent for a giant to stay. But from Henry's point of view, Mana was like a space filled with raw swords everywhere.

"This is all a trap. There are things that work only when the owner invokes themselves, and there are things that work automatically in certain situations. There's nothing that's not brutal.”

Henry looked around with his eyes squinted.

Threads of mana were laid all over the place and pulled tightly together.

"It's going to break in a little movement. What's scarier is Durandal's attitude to greet the other person with a smile as if he doesn't know anything about it.”

Slowly.

Then Durandal's bodyguard opened the entrance to the exchange.

"You're welcome to come in."

Henry's identification was completed, and Durandall remembered his dealings with Henry.

A big smile greeted Henry.

"Long time no see!"

"Prince Durandal, nice to see you again."

He was still an old man with a good presence. The rich white beard was still there, and the white braids on the back created a unique atmosphere.

"So, what good are you here to do for me today?"

"It hasn't been decided yet."

"It hasn't been decided? Well, if it were someone else, I'd kick your ass out right away, but I'm sure it would be meaningful for you."

"I'm not good at countervailing. That's why I'm asking you first, so please understand."

"For the sake of profit, pride should be put down easily to be a great merchant."

Durandall looked at Henry with a warm smile. But the eyes were not warm. Henry realized that, and so did the viewers.

You're a little upset, aren't you?]

[Lol. I think he's counting inside.

[I'll let you off the hook once and twice]

Henry was also agreeing with the viewers. The reason why the conversation continues is because Henry is the opponent.

"What items can be more expensive than a typical market price?"

"What's the usual price?"

"I'll correct it. There are two conditions I want. It's an overwhelmingly expensive product in Ballaran compared to other countries.”

"It's like the egg of the golden bird you saved.”

"Yes, and items that have temporarily increased in value due to certain circumstances are also OK."

a particular situation

So I was referring to cases where your precious person urgently wants it or where demand has risen sharply because the hidden effects have been revealed.

"He's like the egg of a golden bird. It's an interesting question.”

in a previous transaction

Durandall told Henry that he had the right to mine gold mines.

The price was the golden bird's egg.

He paid a fortune of 1,500 gold, but Durandal's actual gain from him would be several times his.

"As far as I'm concerned."

Durandal's eyes sank. There was still a crescent-like bent eye, but the atmosphere changed dramatically.

"It sounds like you can save me if I tell you. Did you hear it right?"

[This is the last one]

[If he says no, he'll be kicked out right away]

[But I'm going to sell a million gold, right?

"It's possible."

"I'm surprised. The petal of the crystal plant would best suit your conditions.”

"Price and reason…….”

"From the second deal, that's what I'm Wouldn't that be better?"

Now Durandal's eyes were almost hideous.

Even Henry was right to step back from here.

[Search for an item.]

[Flower petals of the Crystal Plant: KRW 1,020,000]

Petals of the Crystal Plant.

Of course, it was available in sponsored stores.

"It's unfamiliar to me, too. If it weren't for the sponsoring store, I wouldn't even know this stuff existed."

But there was no need to show signs of that.

[Product purchased successfully.]

Calmly, Henry took a small petal out of his pocket. It was a translucent petal, red like a ruby.

Durandal's mouth opened wide.

It was Durandal, who remained calm in his dealings with any opponent, but it was because he was "prepared for all situations" in advance.

His range of expectations never contained Henry's behavior now.

[Oh, it exploded]

[The part where you can see how fraudulent the sponsored store is]

[Isn't that too much?]

Durandal soaked his dry lips as viewers burst into laughter.

"…...that's amazing."

"Can I hear you now?"

"The value is 2700 gold, and the reasons for setting the value are as follows: We've set the process for Ballaran at 2,000 gold, and 700 gold is a separate amount from those who seek it."

"Is that what Prince Durandal is buying from me?"

"Yes, I'll make a profit of 10 percent."

Durandall meant to sell at 3,000 gold.

Considering that this is a black market, it was simply an unconventional treatment.

Usually, it's normal not to take half of the normal price.

Now Durandal was expressing the utmost sincerity he could show.

"Also, I sincerely apologize. I didn't recognize your worth."

"I accept your apology. Let's also sell the petals of this crystal plant. Would you like to pay by draft as before?"

"…please be comfortable."

"A note would be convenient."

Durandal nodded his head. I gestured to the bodyguard and he brought a piece of paper.

Durandall wrote 2700 on it and handed it to Henry.

"It was a very satisfying deal."

"There's still time."

"I will. I won't repeat the same mistake from this deal."

Durandal's promise to change his attitude toward Henry.

I didn't want to test Henry anymore. Durandal did not meet Henry's standards, but rather began to gauge what Henry would need.

"I don't know how long it's been since a real customer came to visit. Can I hear your question again?"

"Like the golden bird's egg, I'd like to know what's higher than the normal market price. It includes the pure steel we sold the other day."

"It's cheap in Oslo, but hard to get in Ballaran…"….I see what you mean. Do you have any other conditions?"

"It's better if you can digest a lot, but it doesn't matter if you can. Because we can divide the types."

"Will it?"

Durandal nodded his head. After contemplating for a while with his eyes down, he waved back.

The bodyguard put out paper and pens.

Durandal quickly began to write down the list on the paper.

Then, he turned the paper so that Henry could read it comfortably.

"Would you like to take a look?"

"Thank you."

Henry quickly skimmed through the list. At the same time, he started comparing prices with sponsored stores on the side.

"Can I borrow a pen?"

"Oh, as much as you want."

I took Durandal's pen.

Henry drew a line on the list.

It would be helpful for Durandall, but Henry's gains were small items.

It also included items that could be digested less than the gains that could be left.

After so much calculating, Henry finally got an estimate.

"That's enough.”

BJ Swordmaster

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