Chapter 508: Paying With Your Body (1/2)
The next morning, Zero led them towards a developed part in this barren wilderness that appeared to be a town with very few living people. Zero couldn't understand why the mini-map only showed a few life signatures even if there were many beings walking around. Not all of them were alive judging from the exposed organs, bones and lack of humanoid forms. However, what shocked Zero the most wasn't the unusual sights or abandoned body parts. It was the lack of ability to buy anything with the currency they had.
”For the last time,” the slave trader growled. He was getting annoyed at having to repeat himself. ”We don't accept innites, binnites or cinnites. That's the money used elsewhere. It's useless in U.N.U. when we can only accept payment in the form of parts!”
Truen grew irritated. ”And for the last time, I'm asking you what are parts!”
The slave trader rolled his eyes and pointed to Misana. ”This girl is a part. This thing on your face, is a part. That lock of hair is also a part. You cannot trade here without parts that aren't on the list. For travellers like you, the easiest way is to head over to the vampires and trade blood. You're currently in the necromancer territory, we don't accept blood or hair or ears or eyes here.”
Bob lost it and with an insane speed, went up into the slave trader's personal space. Their noses touched and he growled lowly, grabbing the startled man's shirt.
”Listen here. We want that girl and we can pay. Just name us your damned price.”
Terrified at the overwhelming threat, the slave trader stammered. ”F-fifteen Grade C p-parts... No! F-five Grade-B parts will do!”
Frustrated that their talks were getting nowhere, Bob growled and looked at Zero. ”Master, permission to eat him?”
Zero shook his head. While it was frustrating to talk to this person, Zero decided that it was better to not act rashly on other people's turf. He still had to save Misana and talk to Sylvia to get the key.
”We don't have the parts you're talking about right now,” Zero admitted. ”However, if we send someone here as a downpayment, will he be sufficient? Just take it as Bob is now your property as payment for Misana's deed. Can you do that? We will get the fifteen Grade C parts of five Grade B parts in a while.”
Zero gave his summoned familiar an apologetic look and whispered to him using the party call function. ”Sorry, Bob. For now can you please sell your body? Truen and I will find a way to get that damned currency to exchange for Misana. In the meantime, I will be trusting you to protect her until we get back.”
Bob didn't mind but the way Zero phrased it made it sound like he'd just been pimped out. Truen gave the slave trader a hard stare who meekly submitted a contract form that required Truen or Zero's signature while using Bob as collateral for the redemption of Misana.