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Chapter 70: Live Sales!
Chapter 70: Live Sales!
Kacha!
Sag pulled his legs out of the ground, clenched his fists, and looked at Zefa with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes, wilder than anyone else.
"Whoosh ha ha ha! So that's how it is, that's the technique!"
"Don't get too crazy, kid!"
Zefa took a deep breath, his figure flashed, and he rushed forward. The domineering aura of his left fist burst forth as he threw another powerful punch.
Boom!
A loud noise shook the front door of the small tavern. Several black-clad bodyguards crashed through the doors and walls, leaving a gaping hole in the tavern.
Ajin waved his walking stick, the iron ball at the top spinning. He smacked it next to Link's head, creating a dent in the ground.
At the same time, Palu grabbed two black-clad bodyguards by their heads and slammed them into the wall, leaving two imprints.
"Now,"
Ajin's other hand rested the walking stick with the iron ball on his shoulder as he looked down at Link. "The goods are ready for you. Where's the money?"
"Here! I'll give it to you!"
Link was scared pale at this moment, and he cried out in a panic, "Ten billion Belly! We'll keep our promise! We'll pay!"
The rest of the black market merchants were also frightened.
They hadn't intended to pay because Zefa had arrived.
While the young pirates may or may not know the fame of 'Black Arm', these black market merchants, who highly valued intelligence, definitely knew.
The pirates from the Eastern Sea, no matter how fierce, stood no chance against Black Arm.
They had naturally wanted to renege.
However, things took an unexpected turn. These pirates not only didn't flee, but they also dared to steal the goods and pile them outside the town. Now, they were even demanding money.
That 'Disaster' was too outrageous!
If they didn't pay...
Link glanced at the iron ball that had landed beside him and swallowed hard. He finally resigned himself to his fate.
In truth, they had prepared the money—ten large leather suitcases. Ajin scanned the tavern, now battered and bruised, and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist. He tossed it to the old tavern keeper, picked up a black briefcase, and walked out the door with the other pirates.
"What do we do now?"
As the pirates left, the other black market merchants helped Link up and asked, "We gave them the money, but..."
The money couldn't be given away just like that.
Those goods piled outside the town were of no use to them now. After all, they belonged to 'Black Arm', and if they took them, they would be pursued and confiscated.
But if they didn't take them...
That was ten billion Belly!
Link looked at the terrified merchants and hesitated before gritting his teeth and saying, "Since Sag dared to rob us in broad daylight, we'll sell these goods right here and now!"
It was unlikely that they could hoard the goods this time. At the very least, they had to ensure they didn't make a loss, even if they couldn't turn a profit.
"How do you plan to sell them here?" One of the black market merchants asked, taken aback.
"We'll sell them to those in need!"
A ruthless glint appeared in Link's eyes as he continued, "The goods we stole are all high-quality items taken from the wealthy districts and commercial streets. We'll sell them to the common folk at cost price. They'll definitely need them, and once the goods are in their hands, the Navy won't be able to confiscate them!"
The black market merchants clenched their teeth and said, "Let's do it, then. Let's go outside and distribute the goods!"
The islands and towns were disproportionate. Every island had not just one town but also villages and wastelands. Outside Rogue Town, for example, there were some wastelands distinct from the existing ports.
On those wastelands, piles of goods stolen by the pirates were already amassed—jewelry, medicines, weapons, and even heirloom treasures taken from wealthy nobles.
These items were not particularly valuable monetarily, only holding historical significance. However, such objects held no interest for the pirates, who prized the purity of gold and the craftsmanship of jewels. The truly valuable items, the ones that obviously screamed worth, had already been moved onto their ships. What remained here were merely ordinary goods.
The black market merchants dispatched their underlings to the wastelands, where they grabbed the goods and rushed straight into the civilian areas.
Due to the pirate invasion, the civilians were hiding in their homes, giving the merchants the perfect opportunity to peddle their wares.
As for not opening the door...
Bang!
Link kicked open the door of a two-story building, his group of underlings pouring in behind him. Before the civilians inside could even scream, Link tossed out several Belly bills, gesturing for them to be quiet.
"It's a big celebration, dear customers!"
With a smile, Link picked up a hat inlaid with rough, uncut gems from the wooden bucket and said, "First, allow me to introduce this fine product—a gem-encrusted hat. The original price..."
He glanced at the price tag hanging from the hat and continued, "...is five million Belly! But, my dear customers, oh, today is the twenty-second anniversary of the death of the Pirate King, Gold Roger. So, in celebration of the start of the Great Pirate Era, twenty-two years ago, I'm offering this gem-encrusted hat for just two million Belly!"
"Originally priced at five million Belly, now on offer for just two million Belly. Don't you want to step out wearing a gem-adorned hat, attracting envious glances from all around? For just two million Belly, you can own a hat that usually costs far more than you'd dare to spend on a casual shopping trip!"
The pitch left the family of three stunned. The man stared blankly at the hat in Link's hand, blinking in confusion before he could react. "Wasn't the Pirate King's death anniversary just seven days ago?" he blurted out.
"That doesn't matter," Link replied. "In the Western Sea, there's a custom of commemorating the death even after seven days have passed!"
"Oh, is that so?" The man's head was spinning.
"Two... two million?"
The woman's eyes lit up. "Is it really just two million?"
"Of course! For just two million Belly, this hat can be yours. However, since it's the anniversary of the Pirate King's death, an event frowned upon by the World Government, we won't be issuing a receipt. Is that alright?"
"Doesn't matter."
"No."
Just as the woman was about to say something, the man shook his head decisively.
Link's expression froze, but before he could speak, the man continued, "It's too expensive and impractical. We don't want it. Let's see what else you have."
A smile tugged at the corners of Link's mouth, and he flashed a salesman-like grin. "Of course, we have everything here to suit your needs!"
He pulled out a rapier from the wooden bucket and said, "Do you like swords? I think every household needs a weapon for self-defense, especially in the Great Pirate Era. When pirates attack and the Navy can't protect us, we need to be able to defend ourselves, and that's when a fine weapon like this comes in handy."
"This rapier usually goes for eight million Belly, but I can let it go for just four million. Of course, I'm not saying that Roguetown is unsafe, but accidents can happen, and this would be perfect for self-defense."
"Just imagine, walking down the street with such a fine weapon at your side. People will think you're a powerful swordsman, and petty thugs and gangsters won't dare to mess with you. Additionally, if you add just one million more, we also have a sword and gun combo—a flintlock pistol and a set of bullets. It's a rare opportunity, so don't miss out!"
The man considered this for a while, his eyes flicking between the exquisite sword and the flintlock pistol that Link had produced from the bucket. Finally, he bit the bullet. "Fifty million Belly is too expensive. Do you have anything cheaper?"
"We sure do!"
As long as they could sell the goods, they were willing to negotiate.
After all, the cost of these items was negligible, and even with the discounted prices, they were still making a profit.
(End of Chapter)
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