9th Circle Lord

16 #16화 Spar 2

Kane sent the signal.

As soon as he lifted his arm, he pulled the rope in his hand.

Quick!

The pointed saliva lying on the floor rose up.

The traps sold in Malvin were made exclusively to catch monsters.

Naturally, it was hard, pointed, and toxic.

Saliva came up and arrows popped out of the crossbow aimed at it at the same time.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Gasp!"

The old man was surprised when a scream broke out.

"Suddenly!"

I never thought he would be hiding and aiming for it'sake.

The old man shouted urgently.

"An ambush! Turn off the lights and lie down!"

It was the best way for them to choose in the midst of embarrassment.

When the torch went out, it became dark everywhere.

The old man on his stomach ground his teeth.

Paddleak!

'These bastards, I'll kill you! '

The old man looked around his head.

There are quite a few men still alive in the moan.

"Find them and kill them!"

Along with the Suseul Furun command, the soldiers lying flat on the floor advanced.

The old man thought his handling was perfect.

But his nightmare was just beginning.

Took!

Suddenly, a ball-like round object rolled on the floor and appeared in front of him.

The old man checked the object.

It was the head of the subordinate he had brought.

"Huh!"

A sudden shower was heard over the head of the old man who swallowed the wind.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

The men's heads began to fall around him.

At this time, even the good-natured man could not hide his scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Kane lit the torch with the old man's scream.

"Ummm."

There was a groan in his mouth.

The scene where the lights went off for a moment was devastating.

The heads of nearly 30 people were scattered around the elderly.

How did he do that?

I wanted to ask, but I couldn't stop talking.

We are the same allies, but I was appalled.

Crush!

When the situation ended, mercenaries who were hiding appeared.

No one opened his mouth.

Even the cheerful Dolken let out a heavy silence.

The only thing that made noise on the spot was the old man.

"Argh! Argh!"

The scream of the old man buried in the head of his subordinates constantly bursts out.

Luther, who wiped out the enemies with a wind cutter, said softly.

"The most important thing in negotiations is momentum."

Everyone looked at him.

"Whether it's a merchant or something, it's the same. Negotiations like a deal are only valid for equal subjects. Kane, when dealing with them, you shouldn't have revealed your identity."

When the old man put the sound of C-class mercenaries in his mouth, he felt that the deal had already gone wrong.

Of course, they would have only thought of taking away trolls that are easy-going because they have precious values.

Kane was careless, and the old man was greedy.

Kane's face darkened after learning Luther's bone-like advice.

"I'm sorry. I was careless."

"Everyone makes mistakes. The problem is not to repeat the mistake. Kane. Are you confident you can do it again?"

Luther did not give up the black market.

There is nothing more useful than a black marketer in the current situation.

The deal depends on the deal.

You can get good results depending on your use.

The problem was that Kane did not repeat the same mistake.

Kane's face became stiff when Luther gave him another chance.

"I'm sure I'll make it this time."

"Then go."

Kane, who wrote this, stood in front of the old man instead of trying to cover it.

"Let me borrow it for a second."

He took away the cape and hood of the shivering old man and put it on his body.

The reason why the deal went wrong like just now is because the opponent has found out who he is.

I will not make the same mistake anymore.

Determined, he strode to Malvin's castle.

Luther's eyes touched the old man when he left Kane.

The old man suddenly fell flat.

"I didn't recognize you. Please forgive me."

Luther, who stood in front of him, said softly.

"Let's start the deal again."

"Yes, yes?"

"We agreed to make a deal."

The old man was puzzled.

I didn't know you'd ask me to make a deal in this situation.

Luther mentioned the necessary items.

"We need the lowest mana seat. Can you save me?"

"Lower Mana Stone? Ho, are you a wizard?"

"You keep asking twice."

When his voice was irritated, the old man buried his head on the ground.

"Sorry, I can save you. Sure! I'll make sure you get it."

"Okay, get all the lowest mana seats right now."

"Well, you know, but the lowest mana seats aren't usually expensive. So...….”Luther smirked at the old man who blurted out his words.

Even in this situation, it was obvious that he was rolling his head.

"Do you need money?”

"Yes, yes, it doesn't have to be money. You caught a troll, so that's enough...….”

"You still haven't come to your senses."

Luther grabbed the old man's collar.

"Coughing!"

"I'll give you something more important than money."

His hands became busy.

After putting his hand on the top of his head, he drew a magic pearl.

Luther's eyes turned red.

Reverse the rune language and it becomes a curse magic.

Luther, who quickly entered a complex rune of schematic runes that seemed to take years to interpret even the eight-circle madosa, injected Mana last.

"Argh!"

Suddenly, my head is hot.

Luther said coldly to the screaming old man.

"No matter how precious money is, there's nothing more important than life. "I will exchange the lowest mana stone for the price of your life."

"Uhhhhh!

The old man trembled like an epileptic.

Luther explained.

"What I have on you now is a curse magic that will rot all over you. It will start with hands and feet and spread throughout the body. And the curse has already begun."

Luther reached out and broke the end of the old man's nose like a branch.

The old man screamed when the tip of his nose fell off.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"The magic effect of this curse will be over in a day, and you will be dead by then. Now, it's time to test your ability. Bring the lowest mana seat as much as I want. If you let me down, the curse will eat you."

After the warning, Luther let him go.

"You'd better hurry because you won't have time."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

An old man who lost his mind jumped into Malvin's castle.

Luther turned and gave orders.

"Get rid of the body and cover it."

Kane may take care of it, but he still has to be prepared.

The mercenaries began to prepare again with their tongues sticking out inside the instructions of Luther.

Kane didn't come back alone.

Like Luther, he was accompanied by a man who covered his entire body over a robe.

"I'm a merchant."

Kane's introduction brought a husky voice out of the merchant's mouth, who had a robe.

"I want to see the goods."

Looking at his attitude, Kane seemed to have taken care of things properly.

"Guide me."

I lost my permission and moved with the merchant.

They showed auger and a troll hidden in the forest.

The merchant's voice, which was scrutinizing the body, subsided.

"This monster. Who's got him?"

My head was cut without a scratch.

Before it was the best product, it was necessary to know who caught the monster.

The merchant showed his guard.

"If it's stolen, I'm out of this deal."

Luther asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"If you had eyes, you wouldn't know the monster's condition. Look at the condition of the leather. I don't know who caught it or how, but I just cut my hair. There's always a mark when you catch a chicken taken out of the chicken farm. But you only cut your hair without leaving a scar on the high-end monster? Guys, if this is stolen, you're gonna regret it. The owner of this game won't let it go."

Luther nodded.

"You know your place. Now you've met a proper merchant.”

At least it was different from merchants who were blinded by immediate gains.

"I got you, so you can relax, merchant. One question."

The approaching Luther asked softly.

"If you had a chance to get a fortune, would you catch it or run away?"

The merchant's eyes hidden in the hood became sharp.

"Dangerous?"

"It depends on what you do."

"Then you have to hold it and hang on."

The merchant who answered firmly spoke politely to Luther.

"I look forward to your kind cooperation."

Smart merchants don't miss opportunities.

Luther knew his place and decided to do business with a distributor.

Auger has nine and trolls have five.

The account was done quickly.

The merchant called the price.

"I'll count it to 100,000 gold."

The listening party opened their mouths.

With 100,000 gold, you can buy a noble status.

I'm almost blinded by the huge amount.

But Luther was different.

"Too little."

He knew the value of high-end monsters better than anyone else.

No matter how low you hit it, you have to call 120,000 gold.

The merchant laughed.

"It would still be a good thing to do business with me. If you hunt high-end monsters in Malvin, you'll get a tax break. Moreover, it is even worse if you do not have a powerful family or power behind you. It's even better than cutting your nose with your eyes open."It's not just that.

If high-end monsters' trafficking is caught, they can't even cut their bones.

The merchant also added the price of his life to the deal.

Luther nodded.

"Okay, but I want an exchange instead of gold."

"Oh! Great. What do you want?"

"Lower mana. Save 60,000 gold."

"Okay, I'll just give you the remaining 40,000 gold.”

Luther said to the party.

"Take 10,000 gold each."

When the promised distribution fell, the party trembled with emotion.

Dolken said in a trembling voice.

"Thank you very much."

He greeted each other one by one, led by him.

But Elena's expression was serious.

She asked the merchant.

"The backstreet vendor says there's nothing he doesn't carry, is that true?"

The merchant let out a low laugh.

"Yes, beautiful lady. Are you looking for anything else?”

"Yes, I have."

She nodded with a determined face.

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