They were finally hitting the high seas to return back to Morata after their adventures in the Jigolaths!
Dolphins, symbolizing good luck, as well as thousands of birds and a group of Mermaids were following the ship Weed was riding. Bellot was playing a soothing tune, and
Hwaryeong was dancing sexily to the tune. She was certainly doing a good job to attract gazes from the Mermaids. The marine animals were gathered behind the ship because of that.
“Wow, how pretty.”
“I can see straight through the sea water. Oh my god, look at the turtle swimming down there.”
Romuna and Surka exclaimed, when they saw the beautiful sparkling sea that they were sailing through, made one want to dive right in.
Small and pretty schools of fish roamed below, and they could see crayfish, shrimps and other crustacean organisms crawling through the water.
An indescribable, colorful beauty lay below them, consisting of seaweed growing on the boulders, clams, and hundreds of other organisms!
The party members were all clinging to the edge of the deck, and were busy marveling at the sea.
“Look at it jump. Wow!”
As if showing off, the dolphins jumped into the air, and the Mermaids were swimming with fluid motions.
Weed smacked his lips.
“They look so delicious!”
Every time he looked at the marine animals, he was constantly reminded of endless seafood dishes.
Isn’t a hot pot with every single ingredient down there broiled altogether the greatest seafood dish ever!
But Weed wanted to believe that he had some decency.
Mermaids were an oceanic race that was similar to Humans. They possessed high intelligence and communication was possible thanks to their linguistic skills.
But most importantly, they all had the appearance of beautiful women.
A pure and peaceful race.
“And how could they slaughter these Mermaids ruthlessly? That’s just simply unacceptable.”
So Weed decided to do some business.
“Now, now! A day like today won’t come again. Take your pick, everyone. Window shopping’s free! There are many new and beautiful clothes here.”
The Mermaids were suspicious of the Humans and were on high alert around them.
“Something smells dirty.”
“A foul smell. Just like an Undead.”
It was indeed true that Weed gave off a strange smell after playing as a Lich.
However, Weed was able to lessen the Mermaids’ suspicions, as his Fame stat, which he gained through countless sculptures and requests, was very high.
The Mermaids boarded the ship, being unable to trust any other Human apart from Weed!
Weed displayed the clothes that were made from the leather of Tairbeths and Bollards in the Jigolaths.
He also displayed bags, shell earrings and sea-stone rings, that he started selling to the Mermaids.
“Mermaids are still women. And clothes can definitely be sold to women.”
When he bought some sleepwear for his grandmother while she was hospitalized, she complimented him for bringing a pink one with floral patterns, rather than a dull gray one.
“These bags are even useful at sea! You might fall out of times compared to others if you don’t own at least one or two bags. Having a good bag will make your trips more enjoyable.”
Meanwhile, Mapan was blaming himself for his short-sighted thinking.
“Ah, as expected!”
One could say that Mermaids were a race that lived in the sea. They could definitely be customers.
It was Weed’s ideology to split people into either prey or guests in a monochrome fashion!
“I still have so much to work on to catch up with Weed’s business skills.”
The Mermaids’ hair swayed like damp seaweed, while they browsed Weed selection.
- I like this one.
The Mermaids’ voices had a serene ring to them that echoed in his head.
The voices were as vibrant and clear as a chime of bells.
Hearing the voices was like a sign of them warming up towards him, and Weed quickly crunched the figures in his head like a top of the line computer.
“That will be 1520 Gold. But since it suits you so well, I’ll give you two pieces of clothing for the price of one. Why don’t you try on this hat as well? It would be a great pity if you don’t try it on, when it suits you so much. Believe me, I’m not trying to rip off such a beautiful Mermaid like yourself, but I just want to help bring out the best in you.”
A great selling technique of praise, inflation and quantity!
The Mermaid tilted her head left and right, as if she couldn’t comprehend what he just said.
-Gold? Is such a thing necessary to have these clothes?
Mermaids were an innocent race that didn’t often ask questions. They held great interest in the human world, but they were not well-informed because of their reserved nature.
“Gold is necessary to trade between humans.”
Producing an old Niflheim Empire’s gold coin from his chest pocket, Weed showed it to her.
“Do you have any gold currency like these? If not, I’m more than happy to barter with jewelry, antiques or any other equipments.”
If the Mermaids had no money, then establishing a deal would be impossible.
However, Weed was not bothered at all when he couldn’t sell objects due to the race barrier.
There should be at least one or two legends floating around out in the sea.
There must have been numerous shipwrecks in this area after a fierce storm, and these
Mermaids should have witnessed those ships many times.
Even picture books tell of such things!
The story of a Mermaid who needlessly saved a prince from a sinking ship.
-Please wait for a moment.
Mermaids who had already decided on their choices jumped into the sea, and after a long time, they resurfaced carrying bags of gold.
Some Mermaids came back with very old antiques.
There were specially made potteries, gold, weapons and armors, old maps and even magical pendants!
“Hmm, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to re-sell these because of the rusting. I’ll be actually making a loss by bartering with these… but since those clothes suit you all so well, I’ll agree to it.”
-Thank you.
Weed was able to rip them off by a satisfactory amount.
These Mermaids in the far sea certainly were not creatures of low intelligence.
Not only did they have control over the marine animals, all shipwrecks were theirs for taking.
There were no other better customers than them.
-I don’t think this one fits me.
Some of the Mermaids shook their heads, and placed the clothes back down after trying them on.
This type of occurrence was quite common, where the texture or the shape of the clothes didn’t suit the buyers, as the clothes in Weed’s possession were made for humans.
Every time something like this happened, he wore a concerned expression and took the clothes back.
“These clothes now have the lingering traces of your beauty rubbed off on them… so it would be great if you purchase them anyway.“
His flattering words flew out like he was reciting times tables!
And so, Weed was able to sell the clothes from Jigolaths without a hitch.