Helping with Adventurer Party Management

"About the rules, but I have a proposition for you."

That said, I took 10 golden shoe-shaped ornaments out of my nose.

"Why, what's this?

Goulzin asks in surprise.

"This is a shoe right. One is 100 pairs. Each one is numbered from one to ten. First of all, the first hundred legs are Jilboa, your right."

That said, give Jilboa a shoe-shaped ornament numbered 1.

"I have 900 legs left. We'll split this right."

Quickly, say it to two people trying to claim it.

"Except! I pay the shoemakers, and it costs money to purchase materials and maintain a workshop. I demand three large copper coins per pair."

This is something I've been talking to Jilboa about. Jilboa nodded.

It seemed unexpected to Goulzin, and he freshly barked out loud.

"He said it was three big copper coins! Oh, come on. It's too expensive, isn't it?

"Don't you have a math to sell for two pieces of silver?

I repeat the line Goulzin said earlier.

Gu, and Ghoulzin shut up. I guess it's harder to make a claim above that than Jilboa is convinced.

For once, primitive but deterrent (governance) is functioning.

Right on target.

"One more! In order to distribute my profits fairly, I will disclose the price of the shoes I am entitled to and the person I am dealing with to those who are entitled to the shoes."

We both looked surprised about this.

Because in this world, basically, they're both secret information. Customers keep hiding for their own clan with the power of geography (Conne), and the value of the sale is a merchant's secret. Normally, being killed doesn't make it public.

But with the sale price and the release of the counterparty, they seemed to notice what I said, "to those who have the right to shoes".

"Those who have rights? Are you saying they're outside of us?

"That's right. What do you mean, Kenji?"

The two are disgusting, they are both powerful leaders of the organization in the city.

Still, I dare to do the same thing for my business.

And yet, my word for breaking the team even more.

The two of you will not be allowed to imitate what would be made false by ordinary people like me.

But I couldn't pull it here either.

"I want this business to succeed and I want it to continue. So I don't mind giving up the right to sell shoes to two people.

But how do the Swordtooth soldiers sell their shoes? We would have no choice but to hold more shoes than we use ourselves. What will Goulzin do with more shoes than he can handle? Can you afford that much money?

Can I trust the Sword Tooth Corps for the price Goulzin sold? Is there someone we can look into?

Sue with the utmost temper in cage.

"I make shoes. The Sword Tooth Soldiers defend their cause. Goulzin sells shoes. I scrutinize the amount sold and divide it fairly. The rights shall be renewed by 100 pairs at a time. If we don't do our duty, we'll sell our rights to the margin."

"What if you don't keep your word?

Jilboa says. Rationally, that can happen, too.

As always, it swallows Jilboa essence fast. I know exactly how it works.

"At that time, you will slash me. Gouldzin would have been easy to crush me."

"I see. Indeed, Kenji seems to be necessary for the proper distribution of benefits"

says Jilboa.

"Shit... It's no bother grabbing you and throwing up, but Jilboa's gonna get in the way."

Well, the Intercity Merchants are all abusive, and that's about it.

And in fact, the weakest commercial position in the world is Goulzin.

I keep the upstream down. And Jilboa gets in the way when he tries to contain me.

"Oh. And then, when I find out I've planned it, my rights will move from you to the extra city merchant"

And when he tries to negotiate strong energy, he says he'll replace the counterparty.

Gouldin must be teething just because he sees a big profit.

"Damn, you've thought about it, kid"

It's not even the year the old man calls me kid, but it's true that the title is light.

"Keep the books on your shoes. We'll see about Jilboa."

Goulzin looked disgusted when I added.

Thus, our Adventurer Shoe Manufacturing and Sales Team was set to sail again.

The captain is an ordinary man, the crew is full of amateurs. But only the product is picky.

Is the future relaxed or will it sink in a light storm?

What an uneasy source.