311 7.39 The Price Of A Slave...Err, No...It Is The Price Of Freedom (2/2)

”He could also be used as target practice with your bow and arrows as you can dress him like an elk and make him run and hide and play peek a boo while you trained your arrows in him.”

”Shoot him as a target practice eh...? 5 golds for such a puny figure like him as a running target dressed as an elk? If he is as tall as you, I'd gladly pay 5 golds to you.”

”I offer you 1 good coin and take this burden off you...”

***Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the Hitokiri of the sharp tongue is now in session and he will bring the person down grovelling at his feet soon*** Someone with a loudhailer made an announcement as it echoed audibly somewhere in the market square.

”Young adventurer...this is a rare find. He can run faster than kids if his own age and he is helpful in the kitchen and around the hearth if you need him. He can be at your beck and call 18 hours a day or even more...!”

”Final call for this lad here for 4 gold and 5 shillings.”

”How about selling yourself for 4 gold and 5 shillings...? You would make a great target practise...”

”Hiiiissssssssss.....He's not for SALE...!” the green goblin that was perching on the trader's shoulder hissed at me and spat on the ground.

”That green goblin would be his Master...weird to have a goblin at its master and not the other way round.” I thought to myself as i glanced back at Matilda and Jean Lethal.

”Do any of you seen anything off with that seller over there?”

”No, Boss...nothing seems weird. He looked alright by me...”

”Nom...nom...nom...He seems to be slightly haggard and may not have taken dinner at all...nom...nom...”

Where did that packet of pretzels come from, M A T I L D A...?!?!?!

”Awww...what the heck...4 gold coins. I got no time to haggle with you and hand over that lad over to us. We need to get some supplies from the market first. Hurry up you haggard little man...”

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”Alright...SOLD...!!! To the young adventurers that need to go the market to buy groceries...Ahh...Ahh...Ahh...Ahh...”

Damn...he sure sounds like Count Dracula from Sesame Street after he counted the 4 gold coins I tossed at him.

He quickly released the nose around the lad and removed the prop that was used to shroud him and shooed him off the platform. I held the lad's shoulder and led us out if they horrendous place as we head to the market.

”Matilda and JL, you know the drill. Get two week's supplies and 1 day on perishables. Here are 10 shillings...it should be good to cover the expenses. Gather here in 10. I'm going get a shovel, a hoe and a rake and I would be doing some dumpster diving with this boy here. PROCEED...”

The moment the 'Proceed' command was issued, they both raced to the respective stakeholders with the 10 shillings and picked up the readied groceries because all the stall traders had trained their ears and listened to our conversation as soon as they discovered we are adventurers.

I would never hope to see any change back from Matilda as she would efficiently use everything up for the 2 weeks of our needs.

The boy looked at me as I lead him to the dumpster and asked him to find a basket as I collected rotten tomatoes, ladyfingers, potatoes, tapioca stalks, bell peppers, chilli, dried string beans, brinjal, mustard leaves, pumpkins, strawberries, cranberries, mulberry stalks, carrots, onions, garlic, leeks, parsley, chives, cucumbers and peas.

After the boy had found a basket, I dumped all the rotten fruits and vegetables inside it and asked him to carry it. Next, I bought a hoe, shovel and garden rake and that too he carried.

He was speculating to himself why was I picking these rotten fruits and vegetables after acquiring him off at 4 pieces of gold coin and given my comrades 10 shillings, and yet does dumpster diving shamelessly until he saw me purchase the gardening tools and he finally comprehended.