27 Episode 27: Preferred Sales Rights

Words that popped out of Mr. Gabes's mouth, "I'll get priority selling rights".

I lose my word too in what I'm saying.

After a few seconds of freezing,

"... Huh?

and squeeze it out best.

Yet Mr. Gabes said, sigh and shake his head.

"You're a slow man to understand. Are you still really a merchant? I'll just say it again for you with only an unfortunate head"

Mr. Gabes, this time more clearly.

"We, the Looters of the Labyrinth, are here to buy you all the matches your shop deals with."

"Does that mean no more matches from our store?

"Naturally. All (...), so"

"That would annoy customers who came to buy matches. Our store is not only used by adventurers, but also by people living in the town. But there's no match."

"Are you an idiot? If there isn't a match in this store, why don't we buy it from the branch of 'The Labyrinth Marauder' that we put in this town. You can only do business on the border because you don't even know how easy it is."

"I know. Okay. I'm saying it after. Because buying a match from our store means the selling price goes up when you sell it, right?

"... you're going to put some on it."

And, no evil, Mr. Gabes.

This face... definitely not 'somewhat' cute stuff.

Well, I'm selling it from the Japanese price.

But this Mr. Gabes face sucks.

Definitely willing to sell for a huge price.

I want you to wait, Lord Gabes.

You just didn't see it, Mr. Cullen broke into the conversation.

Mr. Gabes blatantly frowns at this.

"What is it, mayor? Now I'm this manuke-- whoa. I'm talking to the owner."

"This store in Ninolich is all due to Shiloh's good intentions. No matter how much for the development of the town, priority selling rights, etc…"

"Mayor, you don't know anything. Do you mind? We, the Looters of the Labyrinth, have branches throughout this country. That means if you sell us a 'match', we can sell it to the whole kingdom. In such a lonely town on the border, it could have even sold. But."

Mr. Gabes stared at me and smiled invitingly.

"If you sell it to us, it's the same as selling it to all the people of the kingdom. The profits won't compare."

"I see. So the sales channel extends throughout this country."

"Yes."

"It's certainly a fascinating story...... sorry. I refuse."

"Why is that?

"It's a simple story. I can't afford to buy enough matches to sell all over this country."

When I look sorry and say,

"Hmm. 'Purchase'?"

Mr. Gabes has been stuffing me for a long time.

The distance between my chubby tummy and my tummy sticking together.

Mr. Gabes doesn't look away from me.

"As I said earlier, we have branches throughout the kingdom. Adventurers get a lot of information about items and famous products that are only in the land."

"Ha, ha"

Once separated there, Mr. Gabes sees my reaction and then opens his mouth again.

"But. Strangely enough, the 'match' story doesn't come up from anywhere. Not only from this country, but also from alliances in other countries with interactions. Don't you think that's strange? to the fact that items that do not exist anywhere on the continent are somehow on such a periphery"

"Haha, the craftsman making the match is a bit of a habitual guy, and he only makes deals with me -"

"You're lying."

I'll put it on before I deceive you, Mr. Gabes.

"Actually. We've been exploring you over the last few days using our 'Labyrinth Marauder' adventurers. Despite several matches sold out, there was no way you left town to buy a match"

"Ugh..."

Behind my brain comes the adventurer of a woman who came into the store a few days ago.

I was a little wondering because I wouldn't buy the product just to ask this question... right? Was he here to explore me?

And you're late for arrival because you were looking for me.

Shit. That means it's not all my fault Mr. Cullen got tanned.

"Don't you consider the possibility that I... have a storage item?

"That's the funny story. If you have the skill to carry a large number of matches, you have no reason to bother selling them at the border."

"I like this town, so what?

"Kuku...... don't be ridiculous. Then you can still be convinced that the mayor's incense tricked you."

I'm actually a different world man from Japan! I can't tell you what to do, I'm stuck in words.

"There are not so many answers that can be derived from these things"

Mr. Gabes comes stuffed further.

My nose is about to stick.

In my life, I never thought the day would come when I would stare at a middle-aged man so close.

"It's you. The craftsmen who make matches"

Mr Gabes says with certainty.

That's already with a Doya face like a housekeeper in the Sun Spence drama.

But everyone in the store was surprised by this statement, and at the same time looked like it was.

"Who are you, like a broken alchemist or something? Is there a matching material in this forest, or is it also a reason why you can't show your face in the center, or both?"

Mr. Gabes builds up his mistakes in a grand way.

Since when am I an alchemist?

So, what do you want me to do?

How should we put this place away?

When I was haunting my head, Mr. Cullen broke in all the time.

And he stood to shelter me, and he looked to Mr. Gabes,

"I'm sorry, Lord Gabes. I'm not serious about involving Shiloh in this case. If you want to push ahead with the priority selling rights for matches, I want you to decide that you didn't have to talk about putting a branch."

And I said it clearly.