Chapter 134 A New Commodity (2/2)

”This property, Mr. Moon, would certainly meet your requirements. It's three stories and built with the latest amenities to ensure your comfort of course,” the salesman said. He sounded more like a robot at this stage. When Rassa had initially told the man his budget, the man had been overjoyed, and done his best to showcase the properties available.

But, contrary to the man's positivity, Rassa declined every property the man had shown him. By this stage, the man was only seemed committed to ensuring Rassa walked away with something.

Rassa took the tour of the place, and again was disappointed by what he saw. It was all so enclosed. So locked away from the rest of the town. And yet at the same time, Rassa couldn't seem to escape the populations on the street no matter how far away he was. In the end, Rassa again shook his head.

The salesman sighed, ”Look, Mr Moon, I don't mean to offend, but perhaps you could tell me some features that you are interested in so that we can find what you're looking for as soon as possible”.

Mr Moon. When the salesman had asked for a surname, it was clear what clientele he usually dealt with. Not wanting to be disadvantaged, Rassa had just named the first thing that came to mind. Aegin would surely get a laugh out of it later.

”Something away from the main town, and something not as…cage-like,” Rassa said.

The salesman looked rather stumped for a moment as he tried to think of an available property. His eyes lit up momentarily before he turned to look at Rassa cautiously.

”Well, I do have a property available for sale that is away from the main town, on the outskirts of the Port in fact,” the salesman replied, ”However…it is in a state of…disrepair”.

”I'll look anyway,” Rassa said, ”I have plenty of time”.

The salesman looked hesitant, but nodded. The two of them then proceeded out of the main town and towards the Eastern block of the city. They were, essentially, slums. There was no better way to describe them. And, as soon as Rassa saw the worst out of all of them, a three storey building that looked like a cross between a house and a warehouse, he knew that was where they were headed.

'Disrepair' was certainly a word that could have been used to describe it. Though, Rassa thought 'burned-down' and 'dilapidated' were better. The third storey essentially didn't exist anymore, only a partial brick wall indicated that there had once been something above the second storey. The rest of the place appeared no better than a blackened skeleton.

Still…it was open. And it was definitely away from the busy main streets. It was at this stage that Rassa realised that the salesman had been rambling on about what few 'good' qualities he could pick out from the place. The poor man was struggling.

For a moment, Rassa contemplated letting him continue, then he interrupted the man.

”How much?” asked Rassa.

”I-seriously?” asked the salesman, somewhat surprised.

Rassa nodded.

The salesman stuttered a moment, ”I..uh…I…I believe it's being sold for two hundred gold”.

Rassa frowned, ”So much?”

”Well, the original owner would let it go for no less,” the salesman replied, ”It is why we've had such trouble se-”

Rassa stepped forward to look inside, ”Prepare the papers, I'll come by the office later to purchase it”.

The salesman looked shocked for a moment before his face revealed a wide grin and he nodded enthusiastically, ”Right away, Mr Moon, Right away!”

The salesman turned and dashed off.

Rassa looked at the ruin for a moment before he tilted his head to the side, focusing on something he'd detected but hadn't expected.

It seemed either the salesman wasn't aware or didn't care…but this place wasn't abandoned.