Chapter 27: 27 [A different perspective] As a pedestrian

As I go down the street, in your seat, I look back and talk to my brother Rango in the carriage.

"You're here this time... because the last time I went to End Village and sold seasonings and daily necessities wouldn't be a big deal."

End Village is an unnamed village on that border. It's a village on the edge, so we called it the End Village.

"You don't have anything to take home from End Village, do you? It's a big deficit this time."

Lango returns stupidity so that he can be in tune.

Usually, there's a black deficit there.

Go from the first city to the second, go around one town and two villages, and finally return to the second city before returning to the first. This is the usual path.

Taking luxury goods from the first city to the second city is a solid business, and clothing, condiments, and jewellery bought in the second city can be sold there in the next town. And buy as many cheap condiments as you can in that town, buy the cheapest daily necessities in bulk, and go around the two villages.

It feels like going around for a month.

If I were to buy something at the end village and go home, it would be wood, the skin of a warcraft, etc., but unfortunately it would not be gold, and it would be difficult to carry it, so I refused it every time.

The other pedestrians don't like it because this is about five or six pieces of gold net profit over a month.

Anyway, the income is half taken by the Chamber of Commerce. And the Chamber of Commerce, which received three gold coins, will have to pay taxes to the Marquis again from there.

In other words, we only have about two or three pieces of gold left in our hands.

If we spend some money for ourselves, the rest is less than two pieces of gold. Based on this, the next one is more expensive, with spending on buying good products to make a profit, repairing carriages, and spending on caring for horses.

Mostly, is it good enough that I can save one gold coin in a month?

This time, however, the carriage was damaged along the way, and the cost of repairs and an extra week of stays and escorts were multiplied. By the way, because the carriage collapsed sideways, a large number of items were damaged or lost to sale.

This alone is already a huge deficit.

So I made the purchase I wanted, not worrying that it was a deficit anyway after that.

I bought condiments, liquor, and daily necessities for two carriages.

I am willing to sell this in my usual sales channels and try the village of Count Territory next door if I can't sell it.

When I came to the last edge village with such a self-inflicted feeling, I was confused to see a different view.

"Hey, is that the end of the village? I don't care how you look at it, it's not a village."

That's what the adventurer Air tells me, and I nod vaguely.

"Oh...... I agree"

When I replied so, Air looked at this one suspiciously.

But what more can I say?

Anyway, compared to any other village, it was a village with nothing but poor cabins. It was a poor village from a similar border village, called the village at the end of the land.

For some reason, high stone walls are erected in the area where the village was located, and three floors are likely to be built on the left and right. I don't know the material, but it would definitely not be wood or stone.

And there are a number of large mounted bows and arrows lined up on the wall, and the sentence bouncing bridge is raised to the wall.

That means there's even a moat in front of the wall.

"You didn't go the wrong way, did you?

That's what Rango asks me, but I couldn't answer. I can assure you I'm not going the wrong way, but I can't assure you that that village is here.

The carriage proceeded and came to the edge of the street, feeling flat.

I still have a moat. That's pretty deep, too. The walls are going to be new, but they look very robust. It has an atmosphere such as a small fortified city. From the top of the wall, the villagers with the atmosphere they've seen set up large bows and arrows.

Oh, does that bow and arrow have a shield on the front? That's why the shape was novel.

"I will see you with the merchant. I am the lord Van Nay Fertio. If you are a merchant, give me the name of the Chamber of Commerce and your name. The escort needs a profession and a name."

And that's what a man named lord said to us who was in love with the walls. It is a young voice. Man or woman, I didn't know for a second.

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"Oh, hey, brother. Now, Van Nay Fertio..."

Rango groans so with a bewildered voice from behind, looking back.

"No way, the Four Men of the Marquis Fertio? It's a rumor now..."

When I asked back, Air and the others nodded all together.

"We're based in First City. I've seen it several times. That kid does. He used to look around the city a lot. People in the city are famous because they've talked a lot about it."

That's what they say, and I say enough to make it happen. Sure, I've heard that before.

Because our brothers have only been in the city for about a week, we never saw the four men of the rumored Marquis.

Seeing, he is truly like a child under the age of ten.

Sometimes a lord, the topic of the Marquis was indispensable. It is, among other things, the subject of the four men who had their faces most in the city.

Says a genius who hears one and knows ten or twenty,

If you talk to a merchant, you will understand what kind of business just by asking a few questions, and even give accurate advice on how to trade, commodities, etc.

Makes you feel comfortable talking to the townspeople and show care you don't think of as a child. Were there any stories of children using their personal possessions to help them out when they were about to be sold into slavery?

Rumors are exaggerated every time people are told, so I thought such rumors were frown spit, but I was concerned to hear that Master Van had left the city.

Apparently, the lord of such a peripheral village drove me, but I can't solve it.

There will be many times when a child of genius will be neglected. But even though he purposefully drove it to the border, he provides considerable assistance as far as the situation in this village is concerned.

There are a few things I can think of, but even if I'm guessing a lot here, I don't have a latch.

I looked back and opened my mouth.

"Wow, my name is Belle from the Mary Chamber of Commerce. The other is my brother Rango. The escort is a B-rank party led by Adventurer Air, all of you silver spears."

"I will allow you to enter the village. Welcome to my village!

In just a few moments, we got clearance to cross.

The movable bridge moves smoothly down and the streets and villages connect. The bigger gate opened and I saw the view inside.

It's not a familiar sight to see the view inside the village that gradually spreads as you cross the bridge.

I don't know the material, but the solid houses are built regularly. Beautiful town.

The ground still remains dirt, but it is neat enough township to feel uncomfortable with it. But when I saw the people coming this way, I realized that I had finally reached my destination village.

"I've been waiting for you. You've been good."

Rhonda, the village chief, shows up and works for me. As soon as they arrived, the villagers gathered straw.

The villagers are always welcome when we arrive because we can only come about once a month. Everyone will be happy, so we can stop by this village without much money.

I saw Master Van walking toward us talking to Rhonda and the villagers.

"Hey, I took the trouble. Say hello again. It's Van."

That's what they say, and I salute you.

Then we talked a couple stories and were convinced that a child named Van was purely a genius, not for reasons such as being educated as a nobleman.

By the way, the villagers also told me that all the transformations in this village were due to Master Van and his men.

Incredible, but there was no point in the villagers lying to me, and there was no such atmosphere.

According to the villagers, they saved the village being attacked by bandits, rebuilt the village fence far more sturdy and even rebuilt the house. Besides, he said he did everything himself, from design to creation, and made that barista.

The rumors were true.

I became sexually concerned about this child.

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