“Hmm, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to re-sell these because of the rustings. 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 the 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 his times tables!
And so, Weed was able to sell the clothes from Jigolaths without a hitch.
There was always the option of taking them back to Morata and selling them there, but selling armor-type items was unprofitable because of the set standards there. So he was able to reap greater profit by selling to the Mermaids.
There were poor Mermaids, of course.
“Don’t you have any money?”
-No, we have nothing.
The young Mermaids, who appeared to be no more than little girls, were pacing up and down in regret.
Weed liked these young Mermaids; they were great customers.
A good merchant must be able to sell while understanding their customers’ urgency.
The last thing Weed wanted to do while selling these items was to force the weak to buy anything from him.
The soft spot that he had for these customers made him want to give them discounts or special deals.
You already bought this item!
This is the unique item that was specially made just for you in this entire continent!
Forget about your life until now. You will be reborn as soon as you hold this bag.
Let’s see how well you’ll be off without buying this bag!
This motivation that will drive my sweet talk!
Weed’s thoughts were reflected by his actions and words, so the Mermaids had no choice but to grab the bags.
Addressing the young Mermaids, he spoke as sweetly as he could.
“Hey, you girls, you can cry, right?”
-Well, we don’t cry often, but only sometimes.
“Collect some of your tears for me. Then I’ll let you have the bags.”
-We understand.
Mermaid’s Tears was a rare item.
Letting them rest transformed them into pearls and after craftsmanship, there wasn’t anything that could compare.
They were truly the treasures of the sea that would yield high Fame and Trade stats when sold on the mainland!
He even told the young Mermaids some tales, like a friendly uncle.
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Once upon a time, there lived a prince in a kingdom called Nephyllos.
Tall, handsome and good-mannered as he was, all the women in that kingdom couldn’t help but to fall in love with him.
Those ladies were satisfied by simply watching the prince whenever he walked around the towns.
Because they could literally see their prince shining thanks to the smart clothes he wore.
A lady who sold apples at the market, Helen, also loved the prince.
She was an innocent lady, whose smiles were quite cute.
However, she wasn’t able to let those feelings come out.
Because it was her job do everything from make a living to housework under her foster mother, as her mother had passed away from a disease earlier on.
She would often wake up and pick the apples at early dawn, and she wasn’t able to return home until late at night when she had finished selling all the apples.
While snacking on disfigured and unripe apples that couldn’t be sold, she had to sell apples.
“Fresh apples. Selling ripe apples.”
The apples that Helen sold were as sweet as honey, as they reflected her heart.
Even the spirit of the forest blessed the apples she picked.
And when Helen’s apples became popular and more people wanted to buy them, she had to wake up even earlier to pick the apples.
Even the prince who was walking by at that time, visited the apple store.