I Said Make My Abilities Average!

(It's crazy. You should go out of your way to commit such a suicide...)

Naturally, the questionable miles questioned the leader.

"Obviously, it's weird, isn't it? I can't believe I suddenly said that. I'm sure there's something wrong..."

"Yeah, there must be. The reason why the number of products could not be aligned. Exactly, I don't think I'm going to mention that for any reason. But......"

"But?"

In the hands of miles, the leader continued his words.

"Even if something happened, you weren't willing to talk to us about it, 'If you could only do half of it, just give it to me and demand the same amount as usual. So, there's nothing wrong with that,' it's the people here.... So you're being ridiculed, because we are"

(Ah...)

Miles finally realized who she was with the discomfort she was having.

The merchants deliberately chose the camp in front of them by making the village current.

Even now, I am surprised by the village chief's demands, but that there is not much confusion or haste.

And that there is little apprehension about what happened to the village.

(Guys, originally, I don't really like this village...)

Miles threw in a straight ball, middle of nowhere. Thoughtful.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you like the people of this village?

"Ma, miles, suddenly what!

The only one in a hurry is Mavis.

Apparently, Pauline and Lena also noticed.

"... you're right. I deal with it with a smile because it's business, but this village has been making fun of us since the beginning. So we, too, will deal with this village properly as a 'business partner to make a profit', but we don't think of it as any more, or 'valued customer'. So if it doesn't make sense as a counterparty, I'll pull my hand. That's just it.

It is also not our intention to sell them outbound, knowingly carrying the necessities of danger and at a price that does not contemplate profit. If you want to buy metal products, do so, because they demanded it, so I was just going.

But if the metal products at heart are profitable and cracked, there is no point in us coming all the way to this village, or need for it. We're merchants, we're not fools, we're not saints. "

From the faces of the merchants, the usual loving laughter had disappeared. He couldn't stand on his stomach much longer.

And now we abandon this village, no, we would have decided to close the deal.

Naturally. I can't think of one reason why a merchant would continue to trade with a customer with a bad attitude, which is dangerous and takes as long as eight days to come and go.

But still, Miles still had some questions.

"Um, from what I saw earlier, the villagers didn't look so bad..."

Yes, the villagers, who smile and shop, all they could think about was the minded dwarf people for miles.

"Yeah, they're not bad people."

"" "Huh?

Three other people besides Pauline leaked surprises at the merchant's unexpected response. I rushed to ask around, but the villagers who were still in the square didn't look particularly concerned. You won't be hearing me whisper, you won't be interested in the inner circle of the merchants, etc. And the faces of "The Ideal Home of the Evil God" and "The Friendship of Fire", which I have listened to in silence from earlier, feed on my cell phone as if I cared.

... I knew that from the beginning. That was the attitude.

"The people in this village are basically craftsmen.

Of course, there are a lot of people involved in agriculture, forestry, etc., but the people we deal with are blacksmiths, and that's the central industry in the village, so, well, you don't mind if I say so. And they are proud of their skill and high profile.

is superior to the human race when it comes to blacksmithing techniques. So we 'sell' what we make, 'let' em buy 'em,' let 'em use' em. That's what I think. Really, from the bottom of my heart.

So nothing, there's no malice, you don't like us, you're belly black, that sort of thing. They are liquor lovers, people's favorites, and excellent craftsmen. I just think it's natural to look down on the humans when it comes to blacksmiths and unconditionally bow their heads to ourselves and listen to ourselves. I mean, not bad people. "

"" "" Enough, I'm sorry!!

Four voices aligned. As always......

"So please, everyone, please sell the product as planned in the afternoon. I go around to the blacksmith and try to gather information. So, if it seems to work out, I'll buy it tomorrow, as usual, and leave the morning after tomorrow. If you can't, in some cases you may leave tomorrow.

It is also possible that if there is something you can buy at the usual price, you will only buy them. So there's no difference?

Two merchants snorted at the leader's description. The other one is an employee of the leader's shop, so you don't need to confirm that intention. Because he knew it, he did not dare to express his intention.

…………

The face of the 'Red Vow', which has unexpected consequences and is silent. The other two parties, although they knew about the villagers' attitude, seemed a little confused about this situation.

By the way, later, 'Why didn't you tell me about the villagers,' Lena asked, 'you won't have to bother to let them know in advance about any negative information about the people you haven't even met yet to make them feel extra preconceived. That's because we just have to find out for ourselves' and we had to be convinced.

"Then it is time to resume the sale. As a plenipotentiary representative of the merchant corps, I turn to the blacksmith. It's useless to talk to the village chief."

Apparently, the leader didn't quite come back as he went to greet the village chief because he managed to work hard to find out what was going on, but it was completely fruitless.

And when the leader stands up.

"We'll follow you, too!

"Huh?"

Miles, standing up himself, declared so. And, boy, stand up with the face, the face of The Red Vow.

The leader hesitated for a moment, but thought about the miles of storage magic and nodded. There are no disadvantages to taking the Red Vow, and I was hoping that if we had the help of storage magic, the terms of the deal might be a little easier.

And after a crude lunch of water and sturdy bread, everyone scattered into commerce and into negotiations.

"This is one of the blacksmiths we're dealing with."

Guided by the leader, he came to the blacksmith's house with a line of 'Red Vows'. The other escorts are free to move and are not following. Coming won't do you any good, and if a strong (frightened) hunter pushes him in large numbers, instead of trading and negotiating, he becomes a threat. If it's just the four of us in The Red Vow, its appearance goes hand in hand, and there's nothing particularly wrong with it.

Do you have a workshop owner?

When the leader rang inside from the entrance to the work place, an employee or apprentice, "Young" anyway, went to the back to get the workshop owner.... 'I'm young' with my beard and I don't look very young...

People from all over the village knew that the merchants had arrived this morning, so they never asked for their names. No, in the first place, the guys here must have come to buy miles of booze, too. Including the workshop owner.

And soon an uncle came out of the back who looked like a workshop owner. Is it because you are broiled (abrasive) by the flames every day...

"Is it true that the liquor store lady is here! If you have any leftovers, I'll buy them all for as long as I have them!!

Apparently, his face was red because he had been drinking since midday......