Savage Ascension: Starting with God-Tier Plunder Ability-Chapter 89: You’re Really Bad at Business

With New Recruit Roben's guidance, the Tracking Mercenary Group headed to where the war merchant was. They were people who used soldiers as guards and handled logistics or sold byproducts after battles. If lords were the state, war merchants were public corporations.

Because they used soldiers rather than mercenaries, they didn't spend more on guards, and being merchants, they thought maximizing margins was best, so inevitably more money entered the lord's hands.

Because they received the lord's protection, not touching them was the best policy. Because the lord's flag could be seen in any village, everyone knew it.

True to a merchant, he had a warm face, and the war merchant, who hung out with soldiers so his body was also quite trained, wore fairly expensive high-class clothes.

Red silk was splendidly attached to both arms and golden embroidery was sewn on his chest.

Obviously clothes that had been worked on.

'He must have a lot of money.'

"There was widespread rumor about a mercenary group coming to receive 50 copper coins, but by today it'll be a rumor cut short. I'm Panfanel."

While smiling with his eyes full, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s offered a handshake to Rowan.

"I'm Rowan, mercenary captain of the Tracking Mercenary Group. Nice to meet you."

"No one seems injured."

At those words, Rowan turned his head to look at Doren. He, who was standing awkwardly, smiled good-naturedly.

"An injured person pulled the cart all the way here?"

"Hit by one arrow, so he can move."

Because he'd extracted foreign substances without leaving any behind and eradicated germs with alcohol, a scab quickly formed so there was just a little pain whenever he moved. Because Rowan changed bandages every night, the healing speed inevitably had to be fast.

As long as hygiene was well managed, human wounds shot up quickly to a certain degree. Of course, complete healing took a long time.

Even wearing high-class clothes, Panfanel unhesitatingly took out the plunder. The two employees behind him also diligently took out goods.

'Seeing they don't talk, are they in a position to learn work?'

Rowan also thought Panfanel had hinted not to talk with customers.

"10 longswords. But there are no bows, 15 daggers and..."

[Longswords 10 Daggers 15 Daggers 3 Leather armor types 8 Clothing types 30 Total 49]

"There are really a lot. It wasn't a fairly big robber gang..."

Panfanel trailed off.

"It was a small group of 6. Since they lived without getting caught, that's how they gathered."

"Hmm... Is that so."

The price was decided one by one. Rowan said outright.

"One longsword goes for 1 to 2 silver coins, so even considering it's stolen goods, I should receive 700 copper coins. Since you're taking 300 coins as margin, it'll never be a loss."

"Hahaha."

Panfanel made a laughing sound at Rowan's rational price proposal. Because it seemed like cutting off his own tail. In this world, rational and reasonable choices generally looked like cowardly choices.

Because concession and consideration were included even a little. Naturally, War Merchant Panfanel came on strong.

"I'll purchase for 400 copper coins. If not, go directly to Torch Fortress and sell for 500 or 600 copper coins."

True to selfish bastards, even though they didn't bring it by spilling blood themselves, they tried to take over half the profit. It was like authors in some world who couldn't eat even 50% of what they wrote because platforms took 30% and publishers took 30%.

"Let's do that then."

Rowan hugged the 10 longswords and put them back in the cart. Doing the most profitable item first was greed itself to devour the most important thing at the outset, but it became a weakness instead.

'Oh. This isn't it.'

"If I sell ten swords for 100 more copper coins, it's 1 silver coin... You're really bad at business. I'll just sell to someone else for 600 coins and get 200 more coins per sword."

Rowan muttered like that to himself and pointed at the fifteen daggers with his chin.

"How much will you purchase daggers for?"

"What? The longswords..."

Panfanel held attachment to the longswords. It couldn't be helped because being long, they were goods that took more effort, so they were most expensive among plunder. In this place where monopoly was daily life, longswords had high prices.

It was one of the items with the most margin.

"Ah! Never mind, how much will you purchase daggers for?"

"How much are you thinking?"

Seeing Panfanel propose first offer, Rowan smiled. Bastards like this had to suffer harshly. Having played online games quite a bit and been hit by first offers, he knew well how to screw these bastards. Also, it was Rowan who'd grasped market prices once or twice while going through Blacksmith Malrux and Torch Fortress.

'Daggers are 150~300 copper coins.'

The reason for large price variance was simply merchants' whims. Crazy lowballing was rampant, and if they didn't like someone, they'd collude to sell expensive.

"300 copper coins."

"What?"

"300 copper coins, if you won't purchase I'll put them back again."

Without even listening to Panfanel's words, Rowan poured daggers into the cart. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"What is this now..."

Panfanel couldn't come to his senses. Next was 3 daggers.

"How much will you purchase daggers for?"

"Do you have thoughts of selling?"

"If you leave appropriate profit, it's good for both of us... Isn't it?"

Panfanel puffed out a long breath of air and calmed his excitement.

"If you felt bad because of the longswords, I'll purchase for 600 copper coins."

It was a bit regrettable, but Rowan compromised there. This was the first deal, and he had to deal with War Merchant Panfanel from now on. Going to catch robber gangs, returning, and going to Torch Fortress again to sell took too much time.

"Good."

"Daggers have a lot of demand. Because they can be used anywhere. But the supply is also that plentiful."

Panfanel gave reasons in detail why he had to purchase daggers cheaply. Rowan waved his hands and said.

"Let's be honest. How much do you sell daggers for?"

"I sell between 150 and 200 coins. It's also different per person who comes to buy, but roughly like that."