World's Strongest Troll

Chapter 161 Kill the Dragon (5)

Arcadia, a world full of secrets and hidden elements.

Unlike other games, in this virtual reality, people could not pass by any chance meeting or opportunity.

“Ahhh! Please find my precious doll.”

“Hey... can you help me with my work?”

“You want to buy this necklace? Just give me 10 gold. I can never give you anything less.”

From a child crying miserably after losing a doll in a remote rural village; from a shabby old man who struggles to carry his luggage alone; People were astonished when the identity of these quests, which had been abandoned for a long time, were revealed because they were things that no one would have paid attention to and passed by unintentionally.

-Wow... To think that the quest for a hidden class marionette's transfer started with finding a kid's lost doll... Really crazy.

-Is it true that the necklace I bought for 10 gold on the street turned out to be a sealed unique item?

- Uhhhhhhhhhhhh. I received 500 gold magic stones as a reward for carrying only one piece of luggage.

Users who luckily hit the jackpot in trivial things that no one seems to be paying attention to. Looking at these cases, people would think again. The fact that nothing that exists in this game should never be overlooked.

“welcome! This is the Midas Merchant!”

The Midas Merchant, the most famous guild on the 3rd continent of Arcadia and a powerful influence throughout the continent. Yokotsu, who belongs to this team and is developing his dream of becoming a merchant, was enjoying playing the same way as usual today.

“hey! Yokotsu! long time no see. How have you been?”

“Ah, Tsubasa-san.”

Those who greet each other as if they know each other well. And the warrior user called Tsubasa naturally took out the by-products obtained from hunting from the inventory and said.

“The iron horns of the Opel I spoke of before. I'm here to sell that and everything else.”

The japtem filled the sales table, probably gathered while hunting for quite a long time. Yokotsu, who carefully inspected the items one by one to see if there were any abnormalities, calculated the purchase price in his head and started bargaining.

“Hmm..... Lately, the price of iron horns has gone down because of oversupply, but...”

“Huh? really?”

“yes. Recently, the demand from workshops and production users has dropped a lot. I heard it was a headache because there was too much stock.”

“I can't believe it... I purposely gathered as much as possible.”

Tsubasa muttered with a confused face as if shocked at the fact that she was not getting paid right now. Seeing him like that, Yokotsu pondered for a moment, then nodded as if he was patronizing.

“Do not worry. Still, the prices of red dandelions and yellow Irene, which you collected from time to time, skyrocketed. It's a bit lacking, but... but at this level, I think the purchase price will come out similar to the market price I received before.”

“Really?”

“yes.”

Tsubasa let out a sigh of relief as if she was glad to hear that. He murmured with a fuss as if surprised.

“It's already tight to cover the capsule installment and usage fees, but I was surprised to think that I wouldn't be able to get more than now.”

As if the calculations had been completed, Yokotsu took out the money from the safe behind the counter, handed it to him and said with a smile.

“Still, it would be better to move the hunting ground now. The price of iron horns is unlikely to increase for the time being, so it may be difficult to cover the cost of potions or equipment repairs next time.”

“Oh, that’s how it should be. Whew! I want it because it's so hard to earn gold...”

Tsubasa grumbled as if complaining. But Yokotsu spoke as if he was envious of him.

“But you do it as a hobby while going to work.”

“That’s true, but... but it would be nice to earn some pocket money with this. If you look at the deficit, it’s obvious that your wife will run amok on that day, saying that she sold capsules.”

Tsubasa, who has been talking about the joys and sorrows of a salary earner who is caught up in his wife, for a long time. However, while listening to his story, Grit, who was watching the scene from beginning to end, and the owner of the store run by the Midas Merchant, glared at him with sharp eyes and asked,

“hey! Yokotsu! Is the transaction with the customer not over yet?”

“yes? ah! yes It's over!”

“Then why are you still talking? Hurry up here and clear the books!”

Greet shouts in a voice full of annoyance, as if he doesn't like being fooled. In response to his hostile response, Yokotsu looked at him with an apologetic look as if he were used to it.

“sorry. I have to go now.”

“...I guess the caretaker is still here?”

“It’s all like that...”

“Shit... Anyway, no matter how much I think about it, it’s funny. It's an NPC, but it's an NPC that hates players.”

Tsubasa shakes her head as if she doesn't understand and looks at Yokotsu with pity. As I stood there with an awkward smile on his sympathetic eyes, Griet's unkind command fell again.

“Don’t come soon! What do you keep talking about!”

“yes! Go now!”

Leaving Tsubasa behind, Yokotsu hurriedly ran in front of him. Looking at his expression full of grumpiness, I prepared my mind as if it was a start again. And sure enough, from then on, his nagging started like a quick-fire gun.

“Hey Yokotsu. I've clearly said it before. Time is money, and chatting with customers at this dealership is like throwing that precious gold down the gutter.”

There were many things he wanted to say about his remarks, as if the concept of customer management had been thrown into the gutter, but he knew very well that his boss was not a person to listen to in words, through many experiences and trial and error. Tsu kept his mouth shut and listened to him in silence.

“Anyway, this is why I hate adventurers. They are self-interested people who goof around every time, look for the easy way whenever they have a chance, and when they get a chance, they rush at it like crazy and take the credit of others to themselves. I don't understand why people like you are accepted.”

NPCs, the original inhabitants of this world. And one day, adventurers who suddenly appear and wander around this world. If this was real, it wouldn't be strange if there was a lot of confusion and fierce bloodshed between the two, but perhaps because it was a game, they accepted the existence of adventurers so naturally.

“Will you be able to make a profit with the purchase of a few by-products from killing a few of those monsters? I'm telling you, but don't do that, find something that can make money properly! A valuable item worth the money! Is it that hard?”

Sales first. Second, sales. Third, sales are the most important merchants.

That's why Yokotsu is growing as a merchant through the standard method of making continuous customers, strengthening human relationships, and gradually increasing the volume of transactions. However, instead of praising him, Greet said as if he was frustrated.

“I told you before! First of all, say that the market price has dropped, and call from half the price and see! I have to raise it little by little from there. If you buy it honestly at the latest market price like that, where the hell are you trying to get a profit! Are you still a merchant?”

Greet has built up a track record by striking expensive items at ridiculous prices from those who are insensitive to the market price. However, Yokotsu, who was deeply disgusted by his naive and dirty ways, raised his head as if he could not stand his words forcing his way full of greed.

“I’m sorry, manager, but I don’t want to do business that way.”

“what....?”

Yokotsu directly rebelled against his words. At his words, Grit put on a puzzled expression for a moment, then with his plump cheeks trembling, he shouted with a grim distorted face.

“What is this ungrateful bastard who doesn’t even know the grace he has given me...?”

“I will be honest. If you do business that way, even if you're lucky right now, you might be able to make a big performance, but it won't be long before it collapses. What's the point of all that if you can't build the most important credit as a merchant?”

As if he couldn't stand it anymore, Yokotsu said something he wanted to say with a determined face. At his words, Grit shouted with a flushed face, pointing his finger at him.

“get out! Get out now! you're fired! How dare you be arrogant on the subject of mere adventurers...”

Yokotsu, who has been working with Midas Merchant so far. However, when he heard Greet say he was fired, he took off his top uniform with an expression that seemed to have made up his mind.

“yes. I will never be able to work at the upper level like a bully like this any more.”

[Greet's affinity goes to the worst.]

[Dismissed from the Midas Guild.]

[Obtained the title ‘Merchant who chose Faith'.] [

Reputation has risen by 782.] [Likeness

at the Competitive Guild has risen slightly. .]

After that, Yokotsu leaves the place where he has worked hard for several months. Even after he left, Grit trembled and shouted as if his anger was not resolved.

“This is why adventurers can't have sex! People say that merchants don't have the basic skills they should have, and they only listen to ostentatiousness and bravado!”

The only thing you can trust in this world is money.

I laugh as much as others cry.

eat the world otherwise it's a joke

The same philosophy as his conviction that has allowed him to rise to this position so far. Grit murmured, feeling an unbearable sense of humiliation at Yokotsu's disapproval of his remarks.

“Let’s see where to put it. How great a merchant he is while living with such a weak heart.”

Grit is full of thoughts of fucking him by any means necessary. How much he was focused on it, he asked after noticing an old man who suddenly appeared in front of him and stared blankly at him.

“What did you come for?”

Greet exudes a lot of arrogance with a brusque voice. The old man didn't care about his attitude and spoke in a cracked voice.

“I came to sell a product...”

“What are you talking about?”

Outwardly, he is an old man dressed in shabby clothes. At first glance, it didn't look like it would make money, so Greet spoke with an attitude full of annoyance.

“If it’s something you picked up on the street, don’t think about it, just go home. Our Midas Merchants are the best on the continent, and we don't treat anything other than luxury goods...”

But he couldn't finish his words.

Black pieces of metal spilled from an unknown small pouch. Greet's pupils began to widen at the strange energy that seemed unusual just by looking at it.

“This is...?”

The aura of black light that fills the store. Looking at this unusual object, which at first glance seemed full of ominous and wickedness, Griet appraised the metal shards with trembling hands. And he opened his mouth in astonishment as if he forgot to manage his expression.

“Why? Is it something valuable?”

An old man who asks with an innocent face as if he doesn't know anything. As if coming back to his senses at his question, Griet cleared his throat and said with a rather puzzled face.

“Hehehehe! no it's not like that Looking at the pieces roughly... I think it was originally a sword, but it's really unfortunate that it was completely smashed.”

“...It's been like this since the first time I saw it.”

The old man muttered, nodding his head with regretful eyes. Greet's head began to spin rapidly at the question he asked with a sullen face as if he didn't expect much at first glance.

“So... are you going to buy this thing? Still, I want you to pay the scrap metal properly.”

“Uhm..... Originally, even if I bought a damaged item like this, I don't have a place to sell it, so it's ambiguous...”

Greet looked at the old man sparingly for a long time. After much thought, he asked cautiously with a patronizing face.

“Still, you seem to have come a long way.... I can give you about 5 gold.”

5 gold.

Considering the price of scrap metal, the amount is ridiculously generous. However, after grasping the identity of this object in front of his eyes, Griet knew what a ridiculous blow this was. But even so, the old man accepted the offer with great enthusiasm, even though it was the price he had asked for fear of arousing suspicion if he asked for an excessive amount.

“That's not bad. That's good.”

“Am I really, old man?”

At the word that he would sell it, Greet immediately changed his Udyr-class stance and began to cringe.

He handed 5 gold to an unknown old man and closed the shop door with joy and broke the room, but he didn't even notice it in the middle of it.

The fact that the little devil, who was watching the goods he had just purchased with vigilant vigilance, with eyes tearing to death, had followed right next to him.