86 The Itinerant Merchan (1/2)

Yale followed the merchant youth until the latter decided to set a camp when the sky turned dark.

In the distance, Yale changed his clothes by ones more luxurious which he found in one of his spatial artifacts.

After waiting some time, Yale asked Wyba to dissipate the Body Illusion and started to walk towards the camp.

”Who is there?”

The merchant stood up when he heard someone near his camp.

”I haven't bad intentions. I only want to ask some questions.”

Yale wanted to avoid having any conflict with the merchant, Yale didn't doubt that he would beat him in battle, but he wanted information and no beating others.

”Why asking me?”

The merchant didn't detect any lie in Yale's words.

”Because you are the first one I feel that will be able to reply to my questions.”

The merchant still didn't sense any lie in Yale's words, but he wouldn't trust Yale with only those few words.

”Why do you approach someone you didn't know to ask some questions? You should wait until going back with someone that has some relation to you.”

The conversation was going just to where Yale wanted.

”Because I have no other way. I know that I have planned to come here in the past, but I forget the reasons or where I am right now. She is the only one I know here.”

Yale pointed at Wyba who was on his head while saying his last words.

The merchant didn't know how to reply as Yale's words were all true, he even started to feel pity towards Yale as he was treating a beast as a person, the merchant thought that Yale had been alone for too much time.

However, as a merchant, he wouldn't say those words as they could offend the other party.

That was something important to remember while being an itinerant merchant; one should avoid offending others as they could be potential trade partners in the future. After all, making enemies wasn't the best method to increase his wealth.

Furthermore, he could sense that the other party was in the same realm as him, as long as Yale had no bad intentions towards him, the merchant would also choose to avoid the conflict.

”You seem to be telling the truth. Given the situation, I understand why you are looking for some answers. Alright, for this time I will answer for free, I will feel bad if I ask money for answering questions to someone with amnesia.”

Usually, as a merchant, he would charge with money or valuables for answering any questions others asked to him, but as he felt pity for Yale, he decided to do it for free. The merchant wanted to increase his wealth, but he wasn't as desperate to use someone in Yale's situation to that, he still had some morals.

”I can only make guesses about your reason to be here, but you are in the Zuatania Republic near Trade City, the best commercial city of the republic. You really have forgotten even that?”

Yale nodded his head.

”I remember about Zuatania, but I didn't remember anything about a Trade City. I also remember about a merchant association.”

The merchant laughed after hearing Yale's words.

”I traveled a lot, but this is the first time I find someone like you. You should look for a healer to treat your memory issues later, but it will be expensive, Trade City isn't a place for poor people, and there isn't any other place near when you can find a good healer.”

Yale remembered the people at the village; they indeed seemed poor. Probably for them living in Trade City was a dream that would never come true without external help.

”I am not surprised that you remember about the merchant association. If my guesses are correct, your reason to be here is the same as mine. It would be weird if you can forget about that as is something we bet our lives in.”