(WN) Chapter 47 (1/2)

Translated by: Rinkage

Chapter 47 – The smell of cologne from the inland merchant

That said, I wasn’t sure how I should go about opening a shop in that market, so I decided to enquire about it at the Chamber of Commerce and Industry (guild).

It seemed that all the vendors needed to do was to set up the stalls themselves. It wasn’t clear to me as to whether the market is under the jurisdiction of the guild, but I suppose I should still be paying a certain amount of fee to them.

I arrived at the guild after travelling for about 1 km from the market. What with one thing and another, I had been under this place’s care many times…

Certainly, when I was accompanied by only Marina today, the strange looks that people had been giving me did make me feel anxious. That would probably mean that there are quite a lot of people who discriminate against the Turk tribes…..

Well, if I were to put aside the questionable fact that he had suddenly said something like this to someone whom he had just met, this guy was probably saying all these things with good intentions. No, even if that might be true, I couldn’t just stay silent when Marina became depressed due to his words. I had yet to comprehend how the people in this world treat their slaves, but I would not be an adult if I were to keep quiet even after he ridiculed our member.

“I see. Your opinion is well justified, but I had purchased her while being fully aware of it. You see, this is exactly how I could discover a cowardly racist in this condition.” [Jirou]

“Wha-!?” [wealthy merchant]

“Besides, unfortunately it isn’t what you think. It wasn’t that I could only afford a slave from the Turk tribe. I could actually purchase any slave I wanted, but I chose this girl here because she is cute. So, mind your own business. Also, from my point of view, when you’re walking with a group of slaves like this, I had a feeling that you’re like birds of a feather.” [Jirou]

And, I wounded up blurting out something preposterous.

I became annoyed without realizing it…..

Chubby wouldn’t have dreamt that I would say something like this. There was a look of annoyance on his face for an instant before he breathed out.

“I see, I see. I just came from the Imperial Capital today too. Just a little—There might be just a little gap in the common sense of the people in the vicinity of this rural area…. Well, just keep at it as you are now, b.u.mpkin-kun.1” [wealthy merchant]

“True. Even if I become a wealthy merchant, I’ll be cautious so I would not end up being a vulgar upstart merchant who prances around while being accompanied by a large group of slaves. Hahaha.” [Jirou]

I gave him a t.i.t for tat response.

He still looks young, so it might be possible that he is just a bonbon2 who appears like a wealthy merchant. Since he has the slaves his father bought to protect him, he could freely travel to the free cities around to trade…or something like that. Well, even if that is true, I am actually in no position to say this about someone else, considering that I was quite dependent on the house of Solo too.

“Hohou. Then that would mean that you’re travelling around with only a small number of slaves, right?” [wealthy merchant]

“Well, my ideal number would be around three to four slaves, I guess.” [Jirou]

On hearing my reply, a grin stretched across his face. What’s up with this guy?

“I see, I see. I’ve blurted those out based on my own hunch, but you look like the type who would only transact business within Erishe. If that’s the case, then you wouldn’t have any problem with only that number of slaves. Oh, please pardon me. I had spoken out of turn unintentionally based on my feelings as an imperial merchant who had been travelling to different places to conduct my trades. My bad, my bad.” [wealthy merchant]

What the heck is with this guy!? Are you taking the p.i.s.s out of me!? We were not travelling to different cities, but we were travelling between two worlds, dammit!

“Sorry, but you’re wrong. I’m planning to travel to other cities to conduct my trades too.” [Jirou]

“With only 3 to 4 people? Oh really? That’s quite a courage. Can you handle thieves or demon beasts with that number? ..…It would be different story if you have magician or elf though. Ah, or are you planning to hire hunters? The merchants-dono from the considerably prosperous Erishe city sure are doing well.” [wealthy merchant]

“….I do have one. An elf.” [Jirou]

“Haa?” [wealthy merchant]

“I was saying that I have an elf slave. Also, we will have a magician soon too.” [Jirou]

I am the magician though. Rather, I have just realized that magicians would be such great war potential. Although, the magic show performed by that geezer in the show booth previously, was terrible in every respect…

“……Ah. I see, I see. You have a.s.sociated the ones from the Turk tribe as elves too, I see. As expected of a rural area. You’re the same as those from the Country of Fire. As long as they have pointed ears, they’re all elves to you.” [wealthy merchant]

“Nn?” [Jirou]

“It’s regrettable, but those from the Turk tribe are not elves. Elves are limited to having only blonde hair.” [wealthy merchant]