321 7.49 A Prosperous Pill Merchant And A Pay2Win Bully... (1/2)

Will.I.Am had readied a simple dinner of gruel and mixed vegetable from our basket of groceries and our guests had taken their spread and left with 4 pouches of shards to us. We notified the dwarfs that we might be away during a period of time and Will.I.Am would be accommodating them with breakfast and dinner later on.

The head of the dwarven mining group may pass the shards over to our young apprentice for safekeeping. He understood and he would be notified when we would be assuming our leave when we ventured out to other towns.

The 48 logs had been turned to planks, courtesy of the fusion chamber in the Realm of Mind and now were stacked and waiting to be made into a wooden hearth with a flat roof. The flat roof would be constructed with the help of the offscreen crews with scaffolding to hoist them up.

After Will.I.Am had completed packing the camp, we advised our apprentice that we would be leading the way towards Leeds and be back by sunup or earlier depending on how fast we can settle our tasks there. He bade us adieu as we make our way towards Leeds that would take us 2 hours on Cruising Along and the rest would be on normal speed.

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Leeds was a booming city that connects to other towns that were around it and there were a lot of other adventurers. Mostly are warriors with mighty swords, battleaxes and flaming wheels equipped with full plate armour or breastplates, archers, while some are mages and even a necromancer or two.

”Wow...! Look at this, Boss! These towns are full of these adventurers, and the way they looked down on us because of our armours and weapons, these fat sonofabitches sure are pay2win heroes. Look at us...we are not even equivalent to them.” Jean Lethal lamented when he felt insignificant when other bands looked and at us and sneered.

All of us had concealed our stats and that's why we remained low profile except for our names and our classes can be discovered by them. Our weapons and armour are all hidden and remained unknown but they could be seen but not evaluated.

”Hey...a group of warriors wannabes had just arrived...these are easy fries, don't you think?” said a warrior in full plate armour, sneering and pointing at us with his middle finger.

”Don't bother about them now, set up a stall here under this tree, Matilda. Remember, guys...our main aim here is to sell these pills, rearrange our attributes and then ask about the refinement. We could all insert the poor gems into the sockets first before refinement. No problem, I could desocket them when we make the good ones.”

I advised the rest of the band through a party chat that I saw in our interfaces that uses voice messages.

Matilda and Jean Lethal nodded their heads and Matilda went to the tree and sat down and set up a temporary stall that sells 'Ginseng Hee Ling Pills at 1 gold coin each'.

Soon a few of the lone warriors approached us and inquired about these pills and we explained then about the properties and soon it was snapped up by them at half a dozen each.

The same group that taunted us came by and good before us. ”Hah...! Selling such a useless herbal pill...by this Robin and Jean Lethal...whats so Lethal about this Jean who is equipped with a paltry stick meant by the monks. Who is this Robin, by the way? A bird...?”

”Ay...the cat caught your little birdy's tongue, is it? Do you think you could be one of us? You three look so nooby, even if there's 5 Robin, you could never beat half of the lowest-ranked member from our band.”

”We are the Band of The Flaming Arrows...! And we beat every single one of those nooby teams...we are the ultimate band here in Leeds...! Anyone wants a duel can send a duel invitation to us...! We are the best in Leeds and the best there will always be....”

”Hey, Robin...chirp chirp...I offer you 20 gold pieces if you can defeat in a round-robin match with 10 of our lowest-ranked member. 20 gold pieces per head. Choose your so-called Lethal Jean here or your pretty maiden here to fight us and you too birdy...!”

”Huh...? Oh...I'm so sorry...we weren't actually listening...were you trying to tell something to us?” I mocked the band leader of The Flaming Arrows and my words did leave them flaming...!!!

”I'm sorry Mister Flaming Arrows, we are here to sell off these so-called poorly made pills to adventurers who would be needing to heal in an emergency. It's very cheap. It costs only 1 gold coin each, would you like to buy some, Mister?”

”I am sure you are such a wealthy fellow and can afford these measly pills for your men. It's just 1 gold coin, or is it too much for you to buy them for your poor men? A leader like you would definitely have thousands of gold coins in your pouch, ready to splurge for your men at any time.”

I mocked once more, flattering him so high and then bringing him back to earth with a slam. I wanted to see how such a leader would treat his men, or would he rather think only for himself.