Chapter 266: Unfortunate
Translator: imperfectluck Editor: Pranav
Should I say that I was fortunate? The Veji rchant Association was well known, and all the border officials recognized Sindy Veji. We proceeded quite smoothly.
Well, except for the fact that this was a ti of turmoil; border security was raised by several levels. The unfamiliar faces of the Silver Coin Squad led to so small trouble.
“Isn’t it all because of the troubleso tis we live in? I invited so extra rcenaries to help protect .”
Sindy’s reason sounded quite convincing, and the other two famous rcenary groups he hired lent further credence to his claim. We, however, were the unconvincing ones as we didn’t resemble rcenaries at all.
We were without any reputation or combat achievents, and even our rcenary registrations had been just recently done. We definitely appeared more like spies than rchants. However, thanks to the “shiny gold gifts” that Sindy handed to the border guards, they pretended to not see us.
The approval process would normally take a minimum of two or three days to report all goods brought into the Bardi Empire. Yet since the goods were precious “seasonal wares” that were vital for replenishnt, the head of border security helped simply the process as much as possible and only glanced over the goods before letting us pass through.
As for , I still had yet to realize that this was the beginning of my misfortune. As a “small rchant” who had successfully fooled a bigger rchant into helping smuggle across, I was quite happy at how I made it past this difficult obstacle. Of course, I thanked the “big boss” for helping out.
“No, no, I should be the one thanking you. Although you’re quite young, the depth of your knowledge is amazing. I’ve learned so much from you these past few days... If possible, could I invite you to co join our Veji rchant Association? I shall personally recomnd you to our leader. You should consider it more, as even a genius like you will find it difficult to start a business from scratch. Connections and capital need to be accumulated over several decades, after all. As long as you’re willing to join our Veji rchant Association, I promise that your future job level won’t be lower than mine at all.”
Sindy Veji was quite sincere with his words. Everything had been abnormally quiet along the way. He didn’t understand the small amount of friction between the rcenary groups, but this young man nad Rolo had unimaginable ideas about the banking industry, business developnt, loans, and debts—and they were all theories that he had never heard about before. And, the more he thought about Rolo’s theories, the better he felt that they sounded.
As for the fact that he spent so much money on this trip hiring two rcenary groups, he felt it was all worth it with the knowledge he gained. Sindy, who treated the Veji rchant Association like his own family, was doing his very best to recruit a talent for his boss.
I was beginning to feel awkward because I could sense the sincerity of this middle-aged rchant. I seed to have gotten too carried away in acting the part of a rchant. In the end, I could only go along with the rumors about and tell him that I was from a rich family, and that I was only out here to gain experience but still needed to go ho in the end to take over the family business.
Yep, all of that was the truth. Of course, I slightly glossed over so things, such as not telling him that the family business was a kingdom.
“...That’s such a pity. If you ever change your mind, the Veji rchant Association shall forever welco you.”
I observed this middle-aged rchant who had such a look of regret, who could only give up in front of my sincere and polite rejection. He ended up giving a recomndation letter to the Veji rchant Association that I would probably never end up using, which even caused to feel guilt, an emotion I rarely felt.
“It seems that I have quite the potential as a rchant, which caused him to feel so much regret.”
But just as I was getting all happy, that silly cat imdiately jumped out and cast a cold bucket of water upon my thoughts.
“Ridiculous. An expert rchant was actually fooled by a layman? Do you even know what the current price of salt is, or which trade route is the most profitable one? Theory and practice are two different things entirely. And, the most important of all, did you see how a rchant like him was talking to the border guards? Do you know how to speak so politely and give bribes like him?”
Alright then. Reality was quite cruel. Be polite and profit? Speak softly? Smile like a rchant? I would probably just punch the border guards straight in the face instead.
“Hmph, you silly cat. Talking like you understand.”
“Ridiculous! Of course I understand. Mages are a job class that uses a lot of money. How can they live if they don’t understand so of the rchant business? After so many years of accumulation, I have nurous large rchant associations under my na. My inco every year can support in activating several tens of seven-circle research projects.”
Seven-circle was already at the level of a Legend-ranked mage. Normally speaking, even a Legend-ranked mage could only afford to activate one research project at a ti. This ant that this cat could actually afford to pay for several tens of Legend-ranked mages’ expenses all at once. Just how rich was she?
I was outright astonished to hear this. I never expected such a rich girl to be right by my side. This silly cat was actually a white, rich, and beautiful rich girl? I did so rough calculations, which told that her inco was at the minimum equal to a mid-sized city’s.
“Please, carry , rich girl! Please sponsor ! Please support ! Please loan money... please be my sugar mommy!”
“Sure, Princess Peach...”
“Shut up, silly cat! If you ever ntion this again, I shall sell you off as a cat who can talk.”
Alright, after another typical battle between human and cat, I won yet another round. Hmph! Did she really think that transforming herself into a humanoid form would help her defeat ? I know how to spit! I also have longer arms and legs! And I know how to grope and pinch—cough—cough—sothing like proper limits were never important during fights!
Still... when I touched the loli on her chest in the heat of chaotic battle, she really was quite flat. It even hurt to touch; she was so flat, just like an airport runway, causing to cry in sympathy.
“...I should prepare so extra milk for you. It even hurt my hand! It’s also bad to have other people say I’m abusing my pet.”
“Pervert, you’re dead! I’m going to go all-out against you! Weren’t you the one who forbade from transforming into a mature form!”
“Dream on, silly cat! You actually want to be taller than !? Just obediently be Princess Flat, and rember to wax that airport runway chest of yours.”
Alright then. The second round of the human-cat battle began with this.
Cough—cough—getting back to the main topic, our fake identities beca real identities thanks to Sindy’s careful protection. We smuggled ourselves into the Bardi Empire quite successfully. By the ti we arrived in the Bardi Empire’s first border city, Raclaila Town, not only did we not et with any dangerous magical monsters, but we didn’t even co across a single bandit.
“Whew. The domain lord here is an old friend of our Veji rchant Association. More than 40% of our goods are sold to him. It seems that I won’t be saddled with a monetary loss this ti after all.”
Sindy was laughing quite happily. He had already ntally prepared himself to lose money on this trip, but things were unexpectedly smooth so far.
“Although those undead are quite cruel, they actually made the road safer.”
Unlike the typical magic of mages, which required a large amount of money to fund their research, the biggest problem with undead magic research was typically the “lack of materials.” That was why in the past, catching undead mages typically required one to only have to guard a cetery or a large burial site. It was even said that so high-level Holy Knights could even receive a cetery guarding sponsorship fee, as they basically lived in ceteries.
And from what I learned through certain channels, the Bardi Empire actually even gave the high-level undead the status of nobles and allowed them to freely gather “materials” as they liked. This doubtlessly caused a huge wave in the Bardi Empire’s society.
In order to avoid incurring public outrage and rebellion, the undead didn’t touch anything like the nobles’ ceteries as of yet. Instead, outlaws, bandits, and magical beasts on the road t with trouble. The undead volunteered as “defenders of justice” and wouldn’t listen to any excuses. Typically, the high-level undead would then add nurous new skeleton soldiers and zombies to their subordinates after delivering a vicious beating.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when I heard this rumor. Should I say that the undead had evil intentions but did a good deed? At the very least, the bandits and other lawless individuals who didn’t beco research materials speedily gave up their illegal ways and vanished. Every main road soon beca much more peaceful and safer.
“Well, it’s just temporary. The material’s quality directly influences the final product’s quality. Commoners’ bones are at the quality of being blown apart by a single gust of wind. The corpses of the strong are the real high-quality materials. In this era of strong ruling over the weak, the corpses of the strong will typically be at so respectable location, and would never be just randomly thrown into a mass burial site.”
“For undead mages, if commoners’ ceteries are appetizers, nobles’ graves are desserts. The royal mausoleums are the true feasts for them. I refuse to believe that they’ll be able to stand letting such a feast pass them by.”
As the both of us were veteran undead mages, Harloys and I exchanged smiles of mutual understanding.
“It seems that you have quite a deep understanding of royal mausoleums. You’ve done sothing like this in the past? How many tis? And how many tis were you caught? What’s the reward on your head?”
“Ridiculous! You think that you’re incredible just because you’ve dug up a few elven royal mausoleums before? I’m your teacher. Have you ever heard of the books that I wrote, ‘Ten Greatest Missteps by Grave Guardians—the Joy I Had from Stealing Right Under Their Noses’ or ‘How to Analyze a Noble’s Status and Quality of Materials from the Emblem and Design of a Mausoleum’? These are must-read books for any undead mage.”
“Ohhh! You were the one who wrote those classics! I’m a loyal fan of yours. But, even though the book’s title says ‘ten,’ why did you write more than ninety and the book series still hasn’t concluded yet?”
“Hmph! How would I be able to scam more funding if I ended it just like that? Start from ‘ten’ and never finish! My goal is to reach the stars! When I finally finish, the number of chapters I have shall equal the number of stars!”
“...Doesn’t that an it’ll never end? Sigh, this area of research (shalessness) is sothing I’m still lacking in. If there’s no more content, I just stop writing. But you must have heard of my book on practical thods, ‘Eighteen Ways to use Luoyang Shovels’. I even heard that my book sold pretty well.”
“That damned unfinished book that ended only halfway through was written by you? You even dare to brag about such a thing? I’m going to stuff you into a pit!”
“...People should look forward towards the future. It’s too difficult to fill old pits, and I prefer to continually dig new ones.”
“You really are an absolutely shaless bastard. Forget it, I shouldn’t say anything about you as that’d be the pot calling the kettle black. Let’s just forget things.”
In so ways, Harloys and I were quite similar. We were both academic theorists (what a farce). At this mont, if you ignored the fact that I had teeth and claw marks all over my face, as well as the fact that Harloys’ fake tail was snapped in two and her blonde hair was rumpled all over, we were really such a good teacher and disciple pairing that got along quite well (knaves of a feather flocking together).
Cough—cough—I should get back to the main topic again.
While exclaiming at how surprisingly peaceful this trip had been so far, Sindy was going to wait here in this town for at least two weeks for various small rchants from other cities. anwhile, our goal was Port Victoria, so it was naturally ti to split up.
But, before I left, Sindy was actually invited by the local domain lord for a dinner party. As he wanted to help the “rchant Rolo” establish connections, he kindly invited to go along with him as well. Originally, I wanted to refuse politely.
“Apparently, there’s a major personage from the Bardi Empire’s capital here, a distant relative of the Bardi royalty who’s going to attend this dinner party. If you want to do rchant business in Bardi in the future, this is a great chance for you.”
I didn’t care one whit about rchant opportunities in Bardi, but if I could receive information about the current situation in the Bardi royalty and Bardi capital directly from a high-ranked noble, then that was sothing I wanted more than anything.
And, so, I agreed to go together with him, but as a result...
“Damn it, why are these guys still chasing after us!?”
“Weren’t you going to the domain lord’s dinner party? Why are they all chasing after you for your head, and you even dragged us into it!?”
I turned to look behind . The noble’s private soldiers were still on my tail, chasing .
“Um, it’s a long story. On a well-lit night with a full moon and no wind, we...”
“We’re currently being chased, so explain it to with only one sentence!”
“I’m so unfortunate!!!!”
Alright then, that was definitely quite a short explanation. But the grudge and deep agony contained in that sentence reverberated through all the mountains and forests. The deep emotions within could single-handedly shake the heavens and earth and cause even the gods to tremble upon hearing it. Just how pitiful and how much of a grudge was there?
“I’m truly so pitiful!”
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