Episode 772 The True Evil Group (5)

Renus said worriedly.

“Are you really okay? That person is a merchant from the Bouton Merchants.”

“are you okay. If you carelessly said whether it was a button or a full moon, you should get it back.”

“If this is the case, there will be no more merchants coming to buy leather.”

“Is it really so? I don’t think so.”

Why is interest always full of confidence?

Renus let out a small sigh and left the waiting room.

* * *

Contrary to Renus’ concerns, people who heard the rumors gradually began to gather around the Cerian Trading Company, which had changed overnight.

“Has the owner changed?”

“well. But from what I heard, he touched the top of the button.”

“Such tsk tsk. It will disappear soon.”

“Still, it’s a business supported by the count family, but it won’t disappear.”

“Since when did the Count family support the Chamber of Commerce? I only borrowed a name, but now I am a completely given child.”

Ignoring the whispers from the entrance, Ray passed the years and four months every day.

In the end, it was Renus who got impatient.

“Didn’t I tell you? Now other merchants are not even coming. How the hell are you going to do this! iced coffee!”

Leaving the devastated man aside, Ray gave a rough answer.

“Don’t worry. Heaven will take care of it.”

“Heaven helps what? The earth is also a plan to abandon us!”

“They say that those who wait are blessed. Wait a little longer.”

“Ugh...! I’m afraid of this, so I’ll die first.”

Even at a glance, the peaceful Ray and the worry-filled Renus were quite different.

When I tried to read a book while drinking pine needle tea.

smart-!

With a more welcome knock than usual, a mustachioed man in luxurious clothes entered the reception room.

Ray immediately put the book aside and greeted him with a smile.

“Nice to meet you. I am Leos, the vice president of Cerian Firm.”

Renus, whose name was half stolen, looked at him but ignored him.

“It’s Leos. I am a vassal of the lord of Bottenyeong.”

As if they are used to it, they naturally sit in a chair and receive customer service.

“Yes, Lord, what are you doing today?”

“Pretending not to know. I’ve heard rumors Do you have any items in good condition?”

“All of our products are in good condition.”

“You’re talking about the leather of a dire wolf.”

Dire Wolf.

It was as hard and tough as ogre leather, but it was popular among noble families thanks to its subtle blue color.

What’s more, what Ray caught was a fairly rare species among the dire wolves.

Since I caught it without a single credit, the price soars to the ceiling.

“That would be a bit expensive...”

The vassal laughed as he blurted out his words.

“How expensive can it be? He’s not my merchant, so he doesn’t know how to negotiate. Say it straight-forward. How about thirty gold coins?”

Ray also smiled.

“ha ha ha. You’re kidding. Thirty gold coins will buy you a dire wolf’s elbow bone.”

“I tend to hate jokes. If you were me, how much would you buy it for?”

The corners of his mouth were clearly smiling, but his eyes were not laughing at all.

Ray answered without thinking.

Those without power farm, and those with talent learn swords and magic and go out into the world.

It is only natural that welfare is low in a class society that thoroughly values ability and blood ties.

Ray dug into that and built a reputation for it.

Almost half of the money he earned went out to the people.

Around that time, the name of the firm gradually became known within the Cerian Territory.

By now, if you didn’t know about Cerian Co., you’d become a spy.

There are three most important things for merchants.

It is money, recognition and trust.

Two of the three were obtained, and the courtesy Botennyeong vassal guarantees the credit, so the Serian Company has wings.

“Now I’m going to have to sell other things besides leather.”

You can’t grow in size by sticking to leather forever.

The goal is the Manmulsang, like the upper half of Hafman.

To do that, you need to have a relationship with the merchants.

Rey looked at Renus.

He’s a bit of an unreliable guy, but he’s good at dealing with people.

‘From now on, I’ll have to turn all customer service to Renus.’

It would be difficult if he didn’t build up a network soon.

* * *

After arguing with his father, Levia was able to put her mind together again.

Now, even if I hear curses or scream, thanks to the conversation that day, I can laugh and move on.

Once the stress was gone, Levia became quite docile.

“The lady’s neighboring lord sent me a letter.”

“Another courtship. Please politely decline.”

“All right.”

Her unleashed beauty was considerable.

In addition to that, there were countless people who wanted to take her because she was good at swordsmanship.

To a certain extent, it was to the extent that there were marriage talks with aristocrats in the capital.

Then, the more she did, the more she devoted her energy to the internal affairs of the territory.

I have to pay taxes to the royal family soon, but I have no funds, so I’m on the verge of returning my title.

Then one day.

Levia saw a group of merchants entering the county’s house with a wagon full of something.

“What is all that?”

“It is said to be the amount of tax taken from the Cerian Company.”

“You mean paying taxes? At that meeting?”

Levia’s expression hardened.

He would never have supported the funds, but what the hell is the point of giving a tribute to his superiors?

She ran to the merchants in a month and asked.

“Are these really the taxes brought by Cerian Trading Co.?”

“That’s right. I will move the other half to-morrow.”

half? is this half?

The number of wagons that crossed the threshold of the count’s house is eight.

She couldn’t believe it when she heard that the number of wagons would be returning by the end of the day.

‘Could it be they?’

The unidentified young man and his henchmen came to mind for a moment, but he shook his head.

No matter how it is, there is no way that a business that is going to collapse so quickly can be rebuilt.

“Can I move it to the warehouse too?”

Levia subconsciously answered the merchant’s question.

“Let it be.”