104 "Doing My Job!"

Mathew and Talia entered the hall and the door was closed. Everyone shifted their gaze towards them that made them felt tense.

"Welcome, Young ones!" Old man Fuego smirked.

"It is an honor to be able to meet Seniors." Mathew bowed in respect once again.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! At least, you know how to respect your Seniors. Unlike some kids around here."

"Old man Fuego... You better be careful with your words." Eigrand spoke in an irritated tone.

"Hahaha! Eigrand, you sure can't take a joke!" Old man Fuego answered in a laughing manner, but deep inside he had a serious expression, ready to fight in case Eigrand attacks.

"Could we get to the point of this meeting? I have many matters to attend, my self." A woman who was around her 40's spoke after remaining silent since the start. She wore a whitish-gray overcoat with 3 stars on her shoulder.

"Then, I will proceed and ask our two guests some questions. Only then should we decide what to do with the Karakoa Fleet."

With this, Uno started the meeting...

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Back in the city, Pedro and Faunia were about to go into the largest weapon shop in the Humberlica Kingdom when they spotted a boy being bullied by three other kids of the same age on an adjacent street.

"Orien! Didn't we warn you not to say a single word to Sister Rhia about the potion?"

Smack!

"Ye! Ye! You sold us! You were envious of the potion! Traitor!"

Smack!

The three kids punched and kicked the boy named Orien.

"Ehem!" Pedro faked a cough, whilst exerting a tinge amount of aura that was scary enough for the kids.

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"Ru~run!" The three boys ran away as fast as they can.

"Should I chase after them?" Faunia asked.

"There is no need."

Pedro approached Orien and went down to see his bruised arm. Pedro took out a bottle of potion from his inventory bag. Before he could give the [Basic Potion] to Orien, He noticed that the boy was shivering while looking at Pedro as if he was a ghost.

"What's the matter, Orien... Right?"

"Are~ Are you gonna hurt me too, Mister?"

"Hurt you? Hahaha! Why did you think I would hurt you? Here, Take this potion and drink it. It will cure your bruises."

Slowly, the bruises in his arm and the pain he felt earlier started to disappear. In minutes, he was completely healed as if nothing had happened.

"Is... Is there something Mister wanted in return for the potion?"

"Hahaha! Nothing! Nothing!"

"I doubt it. Why would mister help an orphan like me for free?"

Pedro stood with a smile on his face. He turned around and was about to go back to the main street.

"Why, you say? You can think of it as doing my job."

Pedro left and entered the weapon shop. The weapon shop was filled with many customers. The quantity and variety of good looking weapons, from swords to bows, that were displayed made Pedro drool deep inside.

As a salesman approached, Pedro calmed himself from his excitement.

'I must buy some good weapon for Faunia and the rest of my crew to wield. If players saw us fight bare handedly and overpower our enemies, they would be suspicious of us and they might accuse us of troublesome things, like cheats. Hence... Weapons that we will wield may serve as a cover for the 'reason' or 'source' of our strength. Especially for me, Faunia, and Sabrina.'

Faunia's sole existence was a 'cheat' or a 'bug' itself, for other players. It was the same with the overpowered "Gods' eyes" of both Sabrina and Pedro. With those, Pedro can already assure their survival in the early stages of the game.

Well, that was true until the past events required Pedro to deviate from the supposed normal progress intended for the character development of a player. It is an advantage against other players since Pedro and his crew was forced to develop and become stronger at an unusual speed. Imagine them having levels 30s and 10+, compared to the normal players or even the pro players whos level ranged from 1 to 5.

The only backdrop was their development was 'forced'. It was something necessary to cope up with the events happening concerning their characters. If they lagged, there is a chance that they would be placed in a disadvantageous or perilous condition which was something Pedro didn't want to be.

Just as Pedro had learned after years of playing Bearth in his past life, Bearth Online is bigger than what he thinks it was. His experience and the knowledge he got from the extraordinary events he triggered, from meeting Madame Soledad up to now, told him that there is more to know and to achieve if he wanted to be the Best Player in the world.

He knew that by capitalizing what he achieved right now was the best path there is for a player like him. The achievements and methods he encountered and is using was a far better method than that of using the past information he had, like the bug abuses and stuff.

'I don't plan to build an army... But... If I plan to explore the Dark Continent, I won't deny the fact that having an army would be an ideal move. Thus... In relation to this... Having a connection or a good relation to a weapon shop, in any place, is a must. If my army would be built, It would require huge amounts of good quality weapons to arm, my men. Hence, my goal in this shop is not only to acquire good weapons for us... Not only to buy weapons I can sell at a much higher price to players... But to also build a good relationship with the shop itself.'

At this point, The salesman bowed towards them and spoke.

"Greetings, Sire! Welcome to Kratus Weapon Shop! I am Gerard el Kratus, the third son of Sarhento Freid el Kratus and the nephew of Commandante Waflo el Kratus. How may I help you, Sir?"

'Why do they need to always add their 'connections' every time they would introduce themselves? Is there some discrimination like noble and commoner relationship here?' Pedro sighed deep inside.

"Nice to meet you. I am Aron Death. A new aspiring member of the organization. Can you help me find some good weapons of good quality but with a low price?"

'Going straight to the point is the only way into which I can avoid long talks. I don't have the time to roam around casually. The event would be held in the Humberlica Arena in two hours.'

The Salesman, Gerard el Kratus, nodded in response and led Pedro towards a wooden box that contained many silver swords with a bronze scabbard.

"Sire, this is one of our cheapest swords, the GeKnight. It is made from Crambon Mountain Silver that will speak for its durability. As for its sharpness, Sire can be assured for it was crafted by me."

"Ho ho... Can I inspect it?"

"With pleasure." Gerard handed over the sword to Pedro. Pedro pulled it out of its scabbard and acted as if he was testing the sword by swinging it slightly, left and right.

What he really did was he scanned its property using his interface.

[GeKnight Sword]

Rating: Silver-rated weapon

Level Requirement: 5

Attributes:

Attack Damage: +20

Agility: +10

Strength: +10

Special Effect: [Increase Damage] by 1 for every successful 5 combo attack. (Stacks up to 10 times)

0/10 Additional Damage

Additional damage resets if the combo made was reset.

[This Sword of a wise Knight.]

"This sword is good." Pedro praised Gerard, "How much does it cost?"

"I normally sell three of this sword for 1 gold coin. If Sire wanted to buy only one, I can sell this for only 50 silver coins, no less." Gerard answered with sincerity.

'Hmm... As expected, a silver-rated weapon would at least cost 1 gold coin each. The 50 silver coins a piece is not a bad offer. But...'

"Can you give me five swords for 1 gold coin?" Pedro smiled as if he was testing Gerard.

"This..." Beads of sweat suddenly appeared at Gerard's face and started to fall. He went silent as the advice of his grandfather played in his mind. 'Gerard... Listen carefully, Earning less profit is better than having a bad reputation from any single customer, okay?"

'Is this man testing me? Five swords for one gold would mean that each sword would cost 20 silver coins each. The crafting and labor cost is around 10 to 15 silver coins all in all. It is not a loss, but... the profit I will earn is just... 5 silver coins each.'

"Would Sire tell me, how many of this sword would sire purchase?"

Pedro made a "two" gesture that astonished Gerard.

"Tw~twenty pieces? Fo~four gold coins?" Gerard asked.

"No! Two hundred pieces."

"Two Hundred?!"

Gerard can't help but shout from shock. Someone buy two hundred pieces of a sword was something he did not expect. Especially, Pedro was only someone who had just become a member of the organization.