Chapter 12
My Villains Episode 012
4. South Harbor(3)
A businessman without conscience is no different from a thief or a fraudster.!
In a world without the Internet, finding a trustworthy merchant was extremely difficult..
Moreover, because this is the fucking Middle Ages, there are no police, prosecutors, the Financial Supervisory Service, or the Fair Trade Commission..
In short, even if something unfair happens to me, there is no one who will make amends.!
The only way is to go to the city's ruler, Seongju, and ask for help..
But how could our castle lord, Nari, immediately give mercy to a stranger he had never met before?.
Then how on earth do you keep your back here in South Harbor??
After hearing my concerns, Ellen gave a clear answer..
“You don't have to have any expectations.”
“ huh?”
The answer is too short and clear compared to the serious concerns.?
Ellen and I were now passing through the square and heading toward the trading post. It was to stock up on supplies for use in the sewer..
“why? It's difficult?”
Hmm, looking at that guy's expression makes me want to punch him..
Being able to look up and look down like that while bending your neck is a talent..
“Please explain properly and tell me. I have no expectations?”
“Don't expect anything from people. They act like everyone else is a robber or a murderer. Then it's comfortable..”
“…You're so extreme, you.”
At best, he looks like a middle school student or a young bud growing up, but his vibe is almost like that of an old lady who has been through divorce three times. This guy must have had a pretty hard life..
As I folded my shoulders and parted the crowd, I suddenly narrowed my eyes..
“for a moment. “Aren’t you treating me like a potential criminal?” This shit, no, the cute guy….
30How can you treat me like this when I have never been fined or fined, let alone committed a crime, in my entire life?.
“You really do it too much. We owe each other our lives, but isn't this going too far??”
“…don't worry. 'Cause you think you're better.”
“what?”
He was a guy who knew how to say such pretty things.?
I looked down at him, feeling somewhat moved..
“What are you looking at? Don't block the road and just go fast.”
Okay, the pouting you just did was a little cute..
okay. What if I can't use my skills? It's okay if you have fox ears..
In fact, Ellen's words about being suspicious of anyone weren't all that wrong..
If you are cautious and suspicious of anything, you won't be hit hard in the back. But how can you make a deal like that?.
So before I left the inn, I had already asked Daria about the reputation of the merchants..
-The general store... … Old man ‘Oreg’ in front of the trading post sells a lot of things. I use our store often too..
I was worried because there were a lot of differences between the game and reality, but Oreg was the same..
In the game, Oreg is the only general store NPC in South Harbor..
In reality, there were several grocery stores other than Oreg, but I didn't think I needed to worry about it..
The problem was the blacksmith, and Daria only gave unfamiliar names, perhaps because she didn't know or couldn't remember..
In a way, it is natural that Daria is an inn clerk. It was even more strange that it had something to do with armor and weapons..
So, at most, the craftsmen Daria knew only dealt with hinges and locks..
Of course, those guys work with metal to some degree, but my goal is to buy new equipment..
So, after hesitating for a moment, I asked in a calm tone..
-Do you know of a craftsman named ‘Ilton’??
In the game, Ilton is an NPC who buys, sells, and repairs all kinds of equipment..
If a guy who mainly sells regular items but occasionally makes and sells magic items existed in your real life, he would be extremely talented and famous..
however….
—Anyway... Anyway? well? I'm not sure. Well, I don't know everyone in town..
weird. Why don't you know?
I don't know if my memory is wrong, or if it's the difference between the game and reality.….
First of all, finding a competent blacksmith became an urgent priority. Then, if I thought it was okay, I was going to go to the place where Ilton was in the game..
Anyway, Ellen and I arrived at Oreg's general store about ten minutes after leaving the inn..
As soon as I stood in front of the store, I held my nose. This is because there was a strange smell, as if food waste and black goat decoction were mixed together..
“Ugh, what does this smell like??”
“I see you are making a decoction of herbs..”
Unlike me, who instinctively held my nose, Ellen was twitching her nose, savoring the mysterious smell..
“medicinal herbs? Wow, this is terrible..”
“It's clear that magical materials were used. I think I came to the right place.”
He left those words and disappeared into the store..
I didn't want to get in trouble for smelling like this, so I followed behind..
When you enter the store, the first thing that catches your eye is a table piled high with miscellaneous items such as a brazier, bellows, glass bottles, brass jars, and ladles..
There was a large pot hanging next to the table, and a thick, poisonous-looking liquid was bubbling away..
And when I glanced around, I saw that the wall was filled with high shelves divided into compartments. Well, it looks like a junk shop or a used bookstore..
While I was looking around the inside of the store with Ellen, an old man appeared between the shelves behind the table..
He was a thin old man wearing black robes that reached down to his ankles and a brown hat..
“who is this?”
“I came to look at some things. You are Mr. Oreg, right??”
“•••What are you, a mercenary??”
“Haha, that's right. I came here because Daria of the Baetgo-dong Inn recommended it..”
When dealing with the elderly, the best thing to do was to shut up, be polite, and smile..
Of course, if I wasn't in a situation where I was regretful, I could say something like, 'Grandpa, why do you speak informally when we first meet each other?', but right now, I'm sorry..
However, Mr. Oreg watched us with wary eyes, regardless of whether I was smiling commercially or not, and then suddenly pulled back his robe..
“Now, don't you see?”
“yes?”
Mr. Oreg pointed with a wrinkled, thin finger to the glass bottles and beads hanging inside the robe..
Each glass bottle was filled with a reddish, sticky liquid, and the beads, whether glass or crystal, were brown in color..
“Flame tree oil and explosion orb. I know that if you do something stupid, this whole area will blow up..”
..•Was this such a cool character? It's a completely unexpected line..
And Daria, didn’t you like me? You're introducing me to this crazy person, we'll see.….
Anyway, I nodded eagerly with a tired face..
After looking at my expression, Mr. Oh Reg, he asked a question while adjusting the hem of his robe..
“I came here to buy something?”
“Ah, here……
I took out a piece of cloth from my pocket. It was a list of items to be purchased..
Mr. Oreg examined the pieces of cloth for a moment and then began to take them out one by one..
“Looks like he's going to the sewer?”
“Ah, yes.”
I wondered how he knew, but looking at the city's current situation, the only place a mercenary could go with a lantern full of oil was the sewer..
'Cause it's crazy to go out of town at night.
“Then take the lantern to the ox-eye lantern. There's enough light to illuminate the other side of the sewer..”
“Ah, yes. please give me that.”
“Two bottles of lantern oil will be enough. The torch... It might get wet, so it would be better to make it with pine jeonbodan sulfur. It's annoying to unpack and it goes off quickly, but it's better than not being able to use it at all..”
Even though Mr. Oreg used a harsh tone, he carefully selected the items..
When I saw him make threats at first meeting, I thought he was being rude, but I guess it was just a misunderstanding on my part..
Ellen and I helped Mr. Oreg pack the supplies into two leather backpacks. When he was about to put the bundle of rope in it, Mr. Oleg said:.
“The map is only for the second basement level. There are guards guarding the first floor, so it doesn't matter, but don't go below the third floor. Dangerous guys often come out too..”
The sewer structure is randomly generated for each campaign, but is formed from a minimum of 5 stories to a maximum of 8 stories..
And the secret passage to the outside of the city is located between the 3rd and 6th floors, depending on the size of the sewer..
So, although I couldn't accept Mr. Oreg's advice, I nodded obediently for now..
I don't plan on going down to the 4th floor at once anyway. It's too dangerous.
“Thanks for the advice.”
“Don't look for it here, go to the Drunken Pony Bar and find out. They sell biscuits to sailors there. But is this the end? I don't need medicine?”
Medicine? no way?
“Do you have any potions??”
“…You sound strange. I'm not even a magician, but I'm looking for a potion?”
Mr. Oreg looked like he was asking something like that..
If you order steak at a soup restaurant, you'll probably get a similar reaction. Well, that's right. I was expecting it for no reason.
“Then what kind of medicine is there??”
“Let’s see… First of all, Ratmen sometimes apply poison to their spear points, so you'll need an antidote. With this, you can detoxify any number of paralyzing poisons. I also take antidote for neurotoxins with me in case I encounter a coffin bug..”
“It's a neurotoxin.?”
“…Isn’t your guy a mercenary??”
Ellen frowned at Mr. Oreg's reaction and poked me in the side..
“Something like snake or spider venom. Don't show off your ignorance.”
“If you don't know, you can ask! The only way to learn is to ask questions..”
Mr. Oleg looked at us pitifully and said as he took out a basket from under the dirty table..
“Bring some styptic and ointment too. I made it myself, but it won't be bad. There are bandages?”
“uh… Please give me a bandage too..”
Mr. Oreg put a small paper bag, a ceramic bottle, and even a bandage into the backpack and looked at Ellen and asked..
“Is that kid over there a wizard??”
“•••I'm not interested.”
Wow, the stormy adolescent girl is really amazing. Such a cool reaction to that bombshell dad..
I tapped Ellen with my elbow and said with a smile..
“Ahaha, yes, that's right. He looks young, but he's very smart..”
“......flaw ”
Mr. Oleg, who was looking at Ellen with cautious eyes, wiggled his eyebrows for a moment and then nodded..
“Okay, get your attention. Now, all in all, four pieces of silver..”
“yes? Four coins? Why is it so expensive??”
Holy crap, it's four times more expensive than expected, right? Of course, there are some added items, but it's not too much.?
When I looked shocked, Mr. Oreg sighed and said,.
“then? With both land and sea routes blocked, will the goods be worth the right price? Don't even think about bargaining, just give me the money. Or just leave.”
“No, it's still like that….”
how do i do this?
He is South Harbor's representative miscellaneous store certified by the game, and looking at the careful selection he makes, I don't think he's such a bad grandfather... I hope this isn't a rip-off.?
While I was thinking that, Ellen
He speaks quietly.
“Just mine. I can't help it.”
“what? Hey, I still have so much to live for.……
“So what should I do? Just because you buy a pair of boots doesn't mean you can't buy necessities..”
“That's right, I mean……
I said softly while looking at Mr. Oreg's eyes..
“Hey, how do you know if this is the right price or not? Shouldn’t you at least check it out??”
“are you okay. If you get ripped off, you can just burn the whole store down. There are a lot of things worth riding..”
“Hey, hey!”
Ellen said harsh words as if telling me to listen..
Why is this guy talking nonsense??
Upon hearing this, Mr. Oreg glared at Ellen with a cold smile..
“I guess our little wizard doesn't know what an explosion orb is.?”
“It looks like the old man doesn't know what a magic tool is.?”
Mr. Oreg made a stern expression in response to Ellen's bold answer..
Their gazes collided and it seemed as if sparks would fly. I was just watching the nervous battle between the two, embarrassed..
Ha, really. Ellen, what does this guy believe and come out like this??
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