Chapter 255 255 – Honesty
Nick looked down at the grate.
He wasn't sure if he should believe the Parasite.
The Parasite was a plague upon the city, and he was only interested in corpses.
Nick hadn't given any corpses to the Parasite in years.
It was very possible that the Parasite just wanted a last load of corpses since he believed that Nick and Dark Dream would never ask the Parasite for some clues regarding a Specter again. Witness the birth of this content, streaming forth from n0v!lbin★
"Why should I believe you?" Nick asked.
"Because of my reputation," the rat said with a smirk from below the grate. "Hey, let's talk somewhere else. I don't think you want to be seen with me in public."
Nick looked around and saw a couple of people walking around.
Without saying anything, Nick walked over to an abandoned house.
Some seconds after he entered, one of the grates started to move to the side, but Nick just stepped on it.
Splash!
The distant sound of something hitting the water in the sewers could be heard.
"What's your problem?!" the Parasite shouted a couple of seconds later.
"I don't want you to come out. Someone might see us," Nick whispered.
"Say that earlier!" the Parasite shouted with annoyance.
"So? Why should I trust you?" Nick said.
"Nick, Nick, Nick," the rat said with a sing-song voice. "I am a merchant by trade, and Dark Dream isn't my only customer."
"If I start to renege on my promises, my other customers won't ask me for another trade."
"Nick, have you ever heard that I didn't fulfill my end of the deal from anywhere?" the Parasite asked.
"No, but that doesn't mean anything," he answered.
"But it does," the Parasite answered. "Crimson Fungus City is one of my favorite territories for getting corpses. I have many more customers here than in many other cities."
But they didn't.
They could, but they didn't do that.
Nick remembered that the governor had asked several times about the investigation status regarding the Parasite in the yearly meetings.
Yet, all the Manufacturers barely delivered any information.
Had the governor asked for forces to eradicate the Parasite in the past?
Had the Manufacturers simply answered with excuses about why they couldn't help?
Nick didn't know.
However, one thing was certain.
Getting the Parasite out of the city wasn't impossible, and it also didn't need a genius to come up with these solutions.
Yet, the solutions were not used.
That could mean only one thing.
The city didn't want to get rid of the Parasite.
Or, more precisely, not the city but the Manufacturers.
And why was that?
Because trading with the Parasite was advantageous.
The Parasite made them money.
And that meant that the Parasite held his end of the bargain every time.
Otherwise, the Manufacturers would have gotten rid of him already.
Nick's question had been answered.
The fact that the Parasite was still in Crimson Fungus City after decades of being inside it meant that it was honest and delivered on its promises.
The Manufacturers didn't want to get rid of it.
"Alright," Nick said. "Then, what's the deal?"