Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortified City by Production Magic~

>It seems that you are being treated very well by the merchant association…I envy you.
However, as for the slaves here, if it is only the five highest class slaves, two large gold coins will certainly be enough…but as for the ten slaves lined up behind them, they will have to pay one large gold coin separately…Actually, the ten slaves behind them are all excellent people, you know?  Many of them are young.
I should ask you to pay a reasonable price for them… No, they would be twice as expensive as they should be after paying the Mary Chamber of Commerce’s commission, but they are still an excellent deal.”

 

The young man nodded with a smile at the merchant’s eloquent words.

 

“I apologize for that.
I don’t want to do anything that would cause the merchant involved with the Mary Chamber of Commerce to buy out his slaves.”

 

The merchant patted his chest with a relieved look on his face as he was told this.
It was a great performance.
It must have looked like he was in real trouble to those around him.

 

However, if the young man did not have to pay the commission fee that was originally charged, he would have been able to buy it at a much lower price than usual.
It was not a loss.

 

As I watched him thinking that, the young man spun around on his heel.

 

“No, I’m sorry.
But I have already purchased more than a hundred slaves.
That should be enough; I’m afraid of owing the Mary Merchant Association anymore.”

 

With a troubled laugh, the young man bows to the merchant.

 

“I will drop by here again when I have the chance.
Perhaps I will be able to get dragon materials again.”

 

“…Huh?  Uh, uh, wait a minute! I’ll study it for a while! How about two large gold coins and five gold coins? “

 

The old man looked at the merchant, who hurriedly offered five gold coins, as if he were looking at a trivial object, and let out a sigh.

 

“You are too greedy, you fool.
It is not enough to make a profit.
I’ll be sure to inform the chairman of the board of trade about this.”

 

“Oh, no…! “

 

The merchant gasped as if his blood had run cold.
The story of his great profit had taken a turn for the worse, and now his own career was in jeopardy.

 

The merchant’s mouth was turned up at the back of his head as he looked like he was about to cry in the street, and inwardly, he felt like he should be sorry.

 

That merchant had skipped the slaves’ meals every time they were left unsold, and violated them so that they would not be left with scars.
I am confident that many of you feel the same way I do.

 

But at the same time, there is a sense of frustration at having to sell out again.
I am certain that the desperate merchants will treat me badly.

 

While I was feeling gloomy, I saw a young man turn around and look at me.

 

“Two large gold coins and five gold coins?  But I have already spent four large gold coins, and my budget for purchasing slaves is low.
Shall we say that I will buy as many as I can with two large gold coins?”

 

At such a suggestion, the merchant looked up vigorously and opened his mouth.

 

“No, no! It seems that he has made a great contribution to the Mary Chamber of Commerce… I will sell them all for two large gold coins! If you are a benefactor of the Mary Chamber of Commerce, I will sell you a discount on the purchase of other items as well! “

 

To such a merchant, the young man clasped his hands together in front of his chest with an innocent smile.

 

“Oh, my! That’s very kind of you! I will never forget that you sold it to me discounted for the Chamber of Commerce.
Well, thank you very much.”

 

The young man said so, paid two large gold coins, and manfully bought fifteen of us slaves.

 

I don’t know what the market price was, but I am certain this was a very low price.
I don’t know what the market price was, but I am sure it was a very low price because the surrounding excitement was extraordinary.

 

After signing the contract with the merchant, we gathered at the young man’s place.

 

“From now on, please take care of me.
Master.”

 

The young man, a former knight, bowed in a dignified gesture, to which the young man responded with a shallow nod.

 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, too.
Well, I’m sure most of you will be bought by your new masters soon, but it will be a good environment.
Don’t worry.”

 

When the young man said that to me, I suddenly felt uneasy.

 

“…Where are they going to sell me?”

 

When someone asks that, the young man chuckles and opens his mouth.

 

“It’s a remote village, the furthest backwater in the country from the Royal Capital, I guess.”

 

I despair at that answer.
I guess we all do.

 

Perhaps I must have spent my entire life in a mine or quarry.