Chapitre 251: Chapter 250: An Outside Perspective: A Trader
The sweet taste of black leaf filled my mouth as I smoked my pipe. Black leaf was a unique thing, and it was relatively recently discovered in the Dungeon. It was a plant that some adventurer idiot brought out and sold, not knowing what it was, and a lucky merchant about a hundred years ago is now making a big bank on it. The aroma was amazing, and it tasted sweet, with a hint of bitterness at the end. It filled out my lungs and gave me a bit of a head rush.
It tasted good, and frankly, it had a unique mana property that allowed mana to flow through the smoke. The problem was that it was addicting as hell, and I have never been able to stop since I first started smoking it. Only the Kingdom of Chip grows it in our dungeon Mana fields with dirt brought up from the dungeon.
The kingdom of Chip would love to sell that dirt further, but the farther you take the dirt, the more it loses its Dungeon-like qualities. Plus, you have to take care of the occasional dungeon spawn, which means that farms had to be protected from Dungeon monsters. I had already done my time in the dungeon when I was younger, and many never got used to my way of fighting. I made my own way with Black Leaf. Since I was addicted to it, I may as well use it for fighting.
Now, I used the wealth I got diving into the dungeon and purchased the land not far from the dungeon to set up a store. A special store that sold a very peculiar thing that many hated me for. I was a slave trader in the Kingdom of Chip. It's not an easy thing to be able to be either. I was not allowed to train slaves, only trade them. I could not send them to Slave trainers and have them back. The Kingdom of Chip had a unique set of laws that surrounded slavery.
First, to be a slave, you either had to be enslaved before you came to the Kingdom of Chip.
Second, you were a criminal and were sentenced to be a slave. Any woman convicted of being a slave was not allowed to have any children put in slavery just because their parent was a slave. The Kingdom of Chip would take them into their orphanages.
Those were the only ways to be legal as a slave in the Kingdom of Chip. The inability to own the same slave twice after selling them made life difficult. So, I became a very unique point of contact as a friendly face in the Kingdom of Chip. I found that there was a unique market that I could take control of.
Outside trades.
I was now the southern border specialist by the Dungeon who would trade slaves into the interior of the Kingdom of Chip. Slaves from the Demon Lands were usually better than those of the Empire, in my opinion. They tended to still have life and hope in their eyes. And with the Kingdom only putting out one permit per city, I would trade Battle slaves for outside slaves.
I would sell the best battlers in Dungeon City and purchase them with slaves from the outside, which made me boatloads of gold.
Now I looked inside and saw a cute Dog-kin slave I owned cleaning and grinned. I saw her tail start to wag, and my smile only grew; I was looked down upon as a beast fucker for enjoying my time with Beast-kin, but everyone knows that everyone secretly wants Beast-kin slaves here in the Kingdom of Chip and in the Empire.
Now, I looked out into the brick road and continued to smoke my black leaf. Tasting the sweet taste, blowing it out slowly, and enjoying the warm day. I noticed a cart and grinned. I realized I might be having a customer as soon as I saw a carriage with a group of women tied with ropes behind it. They were all bound, and the women looked ragged. It might be worth less if she ran them stupid over the last few days. I could take a couple of silver off because I would have to feed them.
I waited, and soon, the horses came to a stop in front of my shop. I smiled and blew out black-leaf smoke. The person before me got off with a leap, and I felt my spine tingle. Something was watching me, and I turned my head. My eyes widened as I felt a beast's killing intent behind the stare. I turned, blowing out smoke at the source of the killing intent.
"Peace, my lovely pet is still learning to restrain their killing intent," A soft yet solid voice spoke from under the hood, and suddenly two furry arms with tanned hands showed and pulled back the hood to show off a stunning tanned beauty with snow white hair and tiger ears.
"Oh, Wow, you're beautiful," I said before I could stop myself blushing a little.
The Woman smiled at me. " Thank you, but I am here to do business, not be complimented, " she said slowly.
"Ah, yes, the train of women is behind you. Did you catch them legally?" I asked bluntly.
"Do you double-check bounty boards?" She asked.
"I can sell me bounties, and I pay the bounty with a fee taken off, of course, and I will turn it in for the reward for you. You get a one-stop sell, and I get a little extra gold, and the authorities don't even have to know that you are the one to sell the bounties to me. You know," I grinned and took a long breath of black leaf, "In case you want to keep your name out of the authority's hands," I finished with a grin.
There were many bandits who would turn in other bandits, and I would make some good money on that as well. The sole slave trader could do many things in this City that normal people couldn't.
"I like you, that dog girl in there. Is she your slave?" The woman asked.
"I have a soft spot for beast-kin," I admitted to her, and she looked at me. The look in her eyes made me shudder, but I stood my ground. I was a B ranker when I retired and was not weak. Something about the woman's stare scared me, though. "Hey, I'm just saying, I like Beast-kin over Human women. I like the soft fur, the tails, and so, so, much more. Is that a problem for you?" I asked.
"No, it makes me think that I can sell my beast-kin slaves at a higher price to you if you think they are pretty. Not that I am selling beast-kin slaves at the moment." She sighed, "Sorry, I have been ambushed a lot over the past week of travel from the Capital of the Demon lands to Dungeon town, but it got bad when I was almost here. I got ambushed three times in the same day. I think your guards need to do an inspection of the roads."
My eyes narrowed, and I smiled. "Oh, Bandits, eh? The guard hasn't gotten to them, which means that there are some business opportunities for me," he said.
"Ah, delightful, I—" She paused for a moment and looked back. You know, I have never been to Chip Kingdom before," she said slowly, and I felt an irrational urge to correct her. But I must ask, as a slave trainer," SHES A SLAVE TRAINER~! Maybe she even trained some of those slaves before giving them to me! That means their worth. "How is the Slave trading in these parts? " she finished.
"Well, first of all, please call it the Kingdom of Chip. My mother would spank me if she ever heard me call it the Chip Kingdom. I don't know where it came from, but you will bother us locals if you call it Chip Kingdom."
"Thank you for informing me," She cut in quickly.
"No, it is okay. We often correct Forgieners the first time," I replied genuinely. Now you said you would be a slave trainer?" I asked slowly.
"Yes?" She replied with a question in her voice.
"Might you have Trained slaves in that line there behind you?" I asked slowly.
"No, Unfortunately, I have not had time to fix them up to be worth more. I plan to sell them and move to the dungeon to train my pets," she said slowly.
"Look, Ma'am, I cannot legally say this outright, so please listen to me," I told her as I smelled business. "Let's say regulations make you and me not really allowed to talk to each other directly most often. Now, you, being a foreigner, would not know that. Let's say you are what you are, and you took your time to do your thing; I might be willing to help you purchase a place to be doing that. It's not that you would know about anything I am saying right now, right? But I cannot purchase slaves twice, so their value after leaving your hands stays the same, and we cannot sell slaves more than twice in five years, you feel me." I finished slowly.
Her eyes narrowed, and I grinned. "I do see," she said slowly, and a smile crossed her face. I took a huge inhale of black leaf, feeling happy. "How much would you be willing to invest in such an endeavor? Interest and let's say," she paused. "Me gathering some more from the road we just passed and doing the same with them."
The woman was smart and I was mana bound not to outright say the laws for these very reasons. She was supposed to just sell them to me, and these people would go into the system as low-level grunt workers that mostly slaved away at farms, making the high-end trained slaves much rarer. Then the law that the few slave-certified slave trainers there had to hold onto them for a long duration of five years made them extremely expensive. Therefore, we mostly purchased Trained slaves from outside the Kingdom. This was all because the Empire wanted to sell more slaves to us, and our King was smart and wary of their army and folded on this. But if this woman was a certified trainer.
"Do you happen to have the ability to certify your own, and from which country would it be?" I asked her slowly.
"I do, and the Empire."
I AM A LUCKY MAN! If she was willing while she was here to do some work on some bandits! The gold we could make!
"Well, how about you tell me the cost of such facilities, and I will pay for it, with you repaying me in sold trained slaves with a thirty percent cut until I get paid back. That thirty percent draft disappears after, and we go to a fifty-fifty arrangement. Also, you will start with a twenty percent."
"Horrible way of saying that, but I understand," She looked thoughtful, and I winced as she was right. "I will think about it; I will let you know if I do. Do you happen to know a place I can hold the product while I search?" She asked.
"I just so happen to know. Let me show you on the map and tell you a bit more about slave trading in the Kingdom of Chip." I told her, and I felt like I had met a new best friend. I hope she plans on sticking around long enough to make my gold back, though.
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