"...It's strange that there are people who are more arrogant than Rembert..."
The invasion was incredibly smooth. Anchel stood in front of the sleeping Shadow Doll with a strange expression. He sincerely felt that it was not easy for these two valuable little guys to stay peacefully in the breeding house until now. .
"anyone there?"
After struggling for a while about what to do next, in the end, the little assassin, who had little shopping experience, chose the simplest and most direct method.
"I want to buy a magic pet!"
After shouting a few words, a familiar creature suddenly appeared in front of him.
Kana looked Anchel up and down, and after confirming that she felt no hostility, she waved her paw upstairs to indicate that her master could come out to receive guests.
"Thank you for your love, but it is not business hours now, and all the business of the breeding house is not open to the public. Customers who want to buy magic pets should find another time."
After receiving the signal that there was no danger, Dean walked out from the corner and looked condescendingly at Anchel, who was standing on the first floor, wearing an assassin leather armor and a silver-white mask.
However, no matter how he replied, Anchel was still stubborn and disobedient.
"I want to buy your magic pet."
He pointed to the sleeping Shadow Doll.
"Both of them, both."
Dean almost laughed out loud at the kid who was only as tall as his own thigh. He took two steps closer and spoke more bluntly.
"I mean, not for sale."
Not only because he was dissatisfied with the behavior of the person below him sneaking in to buy magic pets in the middle of the night, but also from a strategic perspective, Dean could not sell all the Shadow Dolls.
Due to the previous transaction with the Viscount, there are only two Shadow Dolls left in the breeding house now, and Ahua's has not been renewed yet. If these people really buy them all, the breeding house will be empty. There will be a period of explosive business, and selling out all the Shadow Dolls is not a good choice.
Of course, these don't need to be explained too much to an infiltrator.
"I brought money."
Anchel took a medium-sized small wooden box from the space ring, faced Dean, and opened the lid.
A large number of Jinnako are piled up together, gathering together the abundant aura of wealth. Under the illumination of the wall lamps on both sides, it seems to be reflecting light, making people feel dizzy.
Attracting Dean's eyes to his arms, Anchel shook the small wooden box in his hand very thoughtfully. A large number of Jinnako inside kept hitting it, making a very clear sound.
"Here is the deposit. I can use this money to make an appointment, as long as the transaction can be completed within three months."
After saying that, he felt something in his heart and added, "Warcraft eggs are also fine."
Dean thought about it for a while, but didn't say whether to agree or not. Instead, he asked him a completely unrelated question.
"I want to know why you chose this time to sneak into the breeding house at night?"
Does this question... have anything to do with trading?
Anchel didn't know why he asked this question, but after thinking about it, he answered truthfully: "It's not convenient for others to know my identity, and it's working time during the day, so I can only choose to come here at this time."
This description was not simple at first sight. Dean winked at Kana and asked her to protect the Shadow Dolls who were sleeping like little pigs, but he declined politely.
"I can understand your difficulty, but unfortunately, sir, as a good law-abiding citizen, I cannot sell my magic pet to people of unknown origin to prevent you from using my magic pet to cause harm to the empire. .”
...makes sense.
Anchel showed a difficult expression.
He didn't think too much when he came here. He just thought that it would be like a normal transaction. He took the money and came here to buy a magic pet. He didn't expect that there were so many problems in it.
As soon as Dean said it, he felt that this seemed inappropriate.
But after finally getting the money together, it was all in vain...
Recalling the expression on that guy's face before going out, Anchel clenched his fists expressionlessly, a little unwillingly.
It feels like... no, I will definitely be laughed at.
That despicable man will never let go of this opportunity.
But grabbing it directly does not seem to be in line with my own principles of doing things. If word spreads, I will still be ridiculed.
The young assassin soon found himself in a shaky situation.
After pondering for a long time, he came up with an idea.
"...Can I leave the money here first?"
"cannot."
Dean decisively refused.
He doesn't open a bank, so what's the point of leaving money without proof? This money can't be spent, can it?
Unexpectedly, there are still people who find money too hot to handle, and I have learned a lot.
Dean, who was forced to make money, looked at Anchel, who fell silent again, and couldn't help feeling dizzy.
