After all four of the Duke's were robbed, they were inford of this new at almost the exact sa ti. Furious was an understatent for how they felt when they learned that even with Immortal Emperor Realm protective asures and Immortal Emperor Realm guards, nothing prevented the thieves from stealing everything from them.
Two of the Dukes had even been inford of the deaths of dozens of Immortal Kings and a handful of Immortal Emperors. That night, the skies erupted with four imnsely powerful auras, all of which displayed might well into the Immortal Emperor Realm!
Duke Ashford was especially livid. After all, he had lost nearly a hundred King Crystals. Combined, they were worth more than the Treasuries of every other Duke. Yet, they had been stolen, and their rightful buyers would soon need to be inford of this plight.
So as to not attract the ire of both his own Empire and the exterior forces he was colluding with, Duke Ashford worked to imdiately rectify his mistake. He sent out his own force of fifty well-trained Immortal Kings, a special force of five Immortal Emperors, and a secret army that was sent as backup by his backers. They numbered nearly ten tis his own force and were ard with the very best equipnt that the Saberspire Province had to offer.
As hundreds of Immortal Kings and dozens of Immortal Emperors set out in the dead of night on a bounty hunt, Azmodeus and the father-son duo returned to the First Layer. Specifically, they returned to the Jade Dragon Store Association. Contrary to last ti, the place was lively and teeming with comrce, just as the rchant said it would be.
"I guess you really are a businessman through and through," Azmodeus praised.
The rchant's cheeks flushed red. "Oh, this…? This is nothing much…!"
Azmodeus's face contorted in disgust. "Stop being all weird about it," he said. "It's creeping out."
Thud!
The rchant slumped to the floor with a downcast look on his face. "H-He said I was weird… He said I was weird," the rchant mumbled repeatedly.
Aflon rushed through the doors of his father's store, only to see him slumped to the floor with a complexion devoid of color. He hurriedly approached him and asked what was wrong. To which the rchant responded with grunts and groans.
After a few seconds of trying to get through to him, it eventually worked as he rose off the ground like a zombie and caught up to the Good Sir.
"Say, when can I start selling so goods to you?" Azmodeus asked as he motioned to the hundreds of storage rings stored within the bag Aflon was holding. "I assu your previous offer still stands?"
The rchant's eyes brightened up from their previously dead state as he rushed to the clerk's counter, pushed the clerk out of the way, and put on a dazzling professional smile.
"Hey! What was that for—!?" A feminine voice exclaid with grievances. However, she was swiftly interrupted by the rchant, saying:
"Shut up, girl, and I will give you a raise."
"!!!"
His 'friendly' smile sent tingles down the clerk's spine as she shrank in fear and went mute. While repeatedly bobbing her head, she slowly retreated from the counter and told the guests in line to follow her to a different table. There were many frustrated expressions erging among the group, but after seeing the scary look on the middle-aged man's face, they followed in tow with the clerk.
The rchant refocused on the Good Sir. "What sort of business are you looking to conduct? And how much do you have?"
"Well," Azmodeus smiled. His storage rings suddenly shot out of Aflon's bag and illusorily showed everything he had. "This is all of what I'm willing to sell."
The rchant went slack-jawed upon seeing just how much was contained within a few pockets of compressed space. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he shakily said, "G-Good sir, are you sure you wish to sell all of this…? Even the stuff that you inspected from you know where…?"
Azmodeus nodded his head in confirmation. "Yep, I plan to obtain the funds for now and then pay the you know who for their lost goods at a future point in ti."
"We are in the midst of a very dangerous situation, you know? and as such, I need all the funds I can get if I wish to overco the odds and save the world from impending doom!"
He swore on boy scouts honor that everything he said was the absolute truth! No lies were spoken!
The rchant wiped the perspiration off his forehead. On one hand, this was a deal that could give him imnse benefits, but it was also a risky one. Just one wrong move and both he and his Jade Dragon Store Association would burn.
He already had assassins, a Duke, and who knew what else after his head. Did he really need yet another thing to worry about!?
The answer was, of course, no!
But…
'I'm a businessman, through and through, just as the good Lord said!'
Azmodeus had thoroughly brainwashed the rchant with his subtle dialogue. As such, he was completely wrapped around his finger, enough so that his reason was skewed enough to answer:
"You have yourself a deal, Good Sir!" He extended his hand out for a handshake, all while maintaining a greedy gleam in his gaze. "I'll take everything you can spare!"
Azmodeus smirked. "Very good," he said as he reciprocated the rchant's handshake.
A mutual interest for profit had been established, and now it was ti to reap the benefits!
Over the course of the next few days, Azmodeus and the father-son duo kept their heads low. During which, the rchant took all of the good sir's acquired goods and used his extrely large workforce to sell the goods in the most discreet way possible. As this was happening in the shadows, Azmodeus strolled on over to the Bounty Hunter's Association and claid the bounties on the heads of all the Thieves he killed.
They looked at him as if he were the freakiest of freaks, but he had proof of the kills, so they gave him what he rightfully deserved. Still, this was an occurrence worthy of notice, so they promptly reported to any relevant superiors.
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