The two exchanged glances, seeing deep confusion reflected on each other's faces.
Sold herself?
What now?
Barnier had a headache.
Damn it, you old spinster desperate for marriage, you actually sold yourself without anyone knowing?
Couldn't you have discussed it with first? At least I could've haggled for a better price!
"Please wait a mont!"
Wiz cheerfully walked into the inner shop.
"My apologies, new Demon King. I wasn't aware of this matter either."
Barnier sighed, his face full of helplessness.
"Who knew this woman was so desperate for a man? This was my oversight. Though I'm sure soone as broad-minded as you wouldn't mind, I'm willing to accept a fifty percent discount on the previously agreed price!"
Eiji's face darkened.
Damn it, who dares to steal what's mine?
To take Wiz away without knowing—don't think I'll let you off easily!
Cuckolds deserve to be hacked to death!
"Here, this is the three months' rent I owe!"
Wiz erged from the inner shop and grandly tossed a bag of gold coins onto the table.
"The money doesn't matter! Right now, I just want to know who you sold yourself to!"
Eiji gritted his teeth in frustration.
The murderous intent in his eyes was impossible to hide!
"Huh? To Mr. Bist at the village entrance. His family specializes in this kind of business... Mr. Nangou, where are you going? Don't you want the gold?"
Before Wiz could finish speaking, Eiji had already rolled up his sleeves and stord out.
"Specializes in this kind of business?"
Barnier found this very strange.
"Though I've only been here a few days, I haven't heard of any brothels in this town. Just a succubus shop, and they don't deal in flesh trade either."
"Brothel? What are you talking about?"
Wiz looked even more confused.
"Why are you the one who's confused... Let's catch up to him first!"
Barnier turned and hurried after Eiji.
anwhile.
Eiji rushed furiously to the village entrance and kicked open the door of the Bist residence.
"W-who are you?"
The shopkeeper looked panicked at Eiji's sudden intrusion.
"Are you Bist?"
Eiji barged into the shop and slamd his palm hard on the counter.
"You're a fifty-sothing old man, yet you still have the energy to deceive young girls? And you even targeted soone I had my eye on! How are you going to compensate ?"
"What are you talking about, sir?"
"I'm talking about Wiz! You forced her to sell herself, didn't you? Otherwise, she wouldn't have rejected and chosen you instead! Do you believe I'll tear this shop apart?"
Eiji had full confidence in his divine charm.
Countless girls would line up to sell themselves to him, so why had Wiz chosen this old man instead?
The answer was obvious—during his trip to the royal capital, Bist must have used so underhanded thod to force Wiz into selling herself!
Damn it!
I never expected to be the one getting cuckolded here!
This world is cold and cruel—when will it ever improve?
Don't make snap and beco the ultimate cuckold!
"I didn't force her! All transactions here are voluntary!"
The old man looked utterly innocent as he explained in panic.
"Should I return the materials to you?"
"Are you mocking ?"
Eiji's expression darkened even further.
What materials? As if a first night could just be returned like that!
Do I really look like the Fla Emperor, that everyone wants to step on ?
"No, no! Here it is, please take it!"
Startled by his aggressive attitude, Bist quickly took out two glass bottles from the counter.
One contained a few teardrops, and the other held so clipped fingernails.
"...What is this?"
Eiji fell silent for a mont.
He could tell these teardrops and nails weren't from a normal human—there were traces of magic lingering within.
"These are Miss Wiz's tears and nails. I spent 300,000 Eris to buy them."
The old man looked at him fearfully.
"If it's not enough, I'll give you the other materials too. Please don't wreck my shop!"
The commotion inside the shop had drawn quite a bit of attention. A crowd had gathered outside, and a few children peeked out fearfully from inside the store.
"Liches are extrely rare. You could count the number in the entire world on one hand, and even fewer choose to live among humans. Plus, liches inherently possess imnse magical power, so every part of their body is a rare magical material."
Barnier had sohow slipped over unnoticed and quietly explained to Eiji.
"Ahem, my apologies. I misunderstood. I'll pay for the damages..."
Under the fearful gazes of everyone inside and outside the shop, Eiji cleared his throat and apologized repeatedly to the people inside.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper was kind-hearted. Seeing that Eiji hadn't ant any harm, he accepted the compensation, and the matter was settled.
"Mr. Nangou, Mr. Barnier, what's wrong? Why did you all suddenly run out?"
Wiz, slow to react, finally caught up and looked at them in confusion.
"This is all your fault!"
Eiji declared righteously.
"Huh? Why?"
"Because you weren't clear! I thought 'selling yourself' ant that kind of selling!"
"Isn't selling yourself just selling yourself? What other kind is there?"
Wiz was utterly baffled.
"I'll take the rent now."
Back inside the shop, Eiji pocketed the money pouch.
"Your past debts are forgiven, but from now on, pay the rent on ti!"
"No problem!"
Wiz confidently patted her chest.
She had found a brand-new way to make money—just selling things like tears and nails every month would easily cover the rent!
Not only that, she wouldn't have to live in poverty anymore, surviving on just sugar water and bean sprouts. She could afford fresh vegetables now!
It felt so good not to worry about debt! She hadn't felt this way in who knows how long!
"Alright, now let's talk about the 2 billion."
Eiji sat on the chair, acting all high and mighty.
Wiz instantly turned to stone.
It was as if a giant weight labeled "2 billion" hung in the air, pressing down on her shoulders and suffocating her.
"2 billion, huh? That's an astronomical sum!"
Barnier rubbed his chin.
After a mont's thought, a brilliant smile spread across his face.
"Great, let's sell the shopkeeper!"
"I'll take her!"
Eiji nodded imdiately.
In just a few words, the two had decided Wiz's fate.
"Huh? Wha—?! Wait a minute, I'm not rchandise!"
Wiz was thoroughly startled.
"Today's the day it's on the shelves!"
Without another word, Barnier pulled out a rope and advanced with a nacing expression.
"Wait a minute, don't co any closer! I'll take action if you do!"
Wiz looked wary as magical energy surged around her.
"If you behave and listen to , those two billion will be written off."
The lighthearted words suddenly reached Wiz's ears.
The shop fell into montary silence.
"Oh dear~ I... I've lost all my strength!"
With a delicate cry, Wiz collapsed limply onto the floor.
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