Negotiations

Name:Danmachi- Hell's Forge Author:
Negotiations

"Tsk! Of course those girls would send a tricky customer my way." the woman's emotions flipped to mild annoyance in an instant and it was clear she was acting before.

"Almost had me believing that you had lost control of your emotions for a moment there , still my point stands." I said still smiling.

"I can't make an offer loathe as I am to admit it. Whatever THAT is is without precedence. Nothing like it has ever existed as far as I know, as a result I have no idea how much it would be worth." she said with obvious annoyance.

"Well we seem to be at an impasse then. Tell you what , you tell me the actual price range of a grimoire and let me take one of those books on magic over there and I'll let you have that stone, sound good?" I offered calmly.

"Do I look like I was born yesterday brat? Those books are valuable in their own right and what would a low level adventurer even need to know what a grimoire costs anyways, not like you can afford one. Besides theres no telling if you are ripping me off with this stone." she said with a scoff.

"You said it yourself, that stone has no precedent. Surely that alone commands a respectable price, no?" I asked and the woman looked hesitant to disagree.

Seeing this I pressed a little more like a devil whispering in your ear to make a bad decision. "Look at it this way if it pays off I'll be the one at a loss here instead and by no small amount to boot." I said with an urging tone.

"Oh? Perhaps you have some more fascinating creations in mind like these coins?" Hephaestus said in a curious manner that made me sigh.

"You weren't supposed to share those you know." I said sternly to Hestia who looked embarrassed.

"No reason to blame her since it's not her fault really. My visit was not something we had scheduled so she tried to hide the thing from me but Tsubaki has sharp hearing as a level five and found it. I must say it's a marvelous creation to say the least, revolutionary even. A method to communicate with a person regardless of distance or location is an extremely valuable thing. I'd like to commission some if that's not too big a problem?" the red headed goddess said with a smile.

I would also like to point out that I was positive she was not here for Hestia to begin with. It was small things that weren't like last time she was here. Her clothes were nicer more "ladylike" if you prefer and also more revealing. She had her hair clearly washed and styled and had on a small amount of makeup that none who is ever near a fire would be caught dead wearing since it was oil based. I wasn't dense enough not to realize that she was here peacocking for my attention.-

"That's between you and her, I'm just the craftsman. Btw I preferred you without all the extra stuff, felt more authentic that way." I said casually before heading down below.

I wasn't just messing with her either as I genuinely thought she looked better as she was before. She was clearly uncomfortable with all this extra stuff on her and in those clothes which took away from her natural charm. I liked tomboys, no point in denying it really. Perhaps I might give romance a chance in the future but for now it would only distract me and I didn't need it. Anyways while Hestia was left to negotiate with the red haired goddess I focused my attention on my current resource cursed tool idea. See there was a rather booming magic sword market but a severe lack of products available that created resources like water, food and healing at the cost of mana.-

This is where I came in with my reusable magic items that I could charge a stupid amount of money for and get away with it too. Some gods or goddesses may try and make moves to possess me if I made it obvious I was the source but I had a plan for that. My cursed technique is a lovely thing that would let me quite literally change my face, skin color, voice and even height if I was careful so good fucking luck trying to figure out who I was after that. If I was also wearing organic clothes I could change those as well so tracking me was a nightmarish task.