“I have news, Master!” An attendant suddenly rushed into the room.
“Yes?”
“What is going on?”
As a result, doubts spread across the faces of the people present in the room, and the attendant urgently shouted while observing them.
âHaah HaahâŚitâs a big deal! Haap.. now in the market⌠in the middle of the market!â
âNo, what the hell are trying to say?â
âCalm down, calmly explain!â
âThatâŚitâs like thisâŚ.â
The attendant, despite the advice of his superior couldn’t conceal his urgency.
After hearing his words, the faces of the Merchant Alliance members instantly hardened into contemplation.
***
In the center of Benessa, a small inn hosted two individuals in robes engaged in conversation.
âIt was quite a surprise; I didnât think you would lose that wayâŚâ
âHaaâŚyes, I have no excuse. Itâs my fault for underestimating my opponent.â
âHeeh? Didnât you learn a valuable lesson, though? Before a battle, you should meticulously check your weapons.â
âYes? AhâŚhahahahaâŚthatâs right, isnât it…â
The silver-haired woman awkwardly smiled at the words of a woman in a reddish-brown robe.
Observing her, the other person attempted to continue the conversation as if it were still interesting.
However, something caused her to stop.
âHmmn? What is this smell?â
ââŚthatâs rightâŚitâs a very unique smellâŚâ
ââŚ!â
The woman in the reddish-brown robe gazed out the window, and contemplated on the situation.
Soon enough, she identified the reason not too far away.
âFollow me; we must get closer.â Unlike before, she spoke with a serious expression.
âAh, yes!â
And the silver-haired woman followed suit.
***
Bang!
Kaazk!
Wooden boxes were being thrown with a loud noise.
The surrounding onlookers who recognized their contents were shocked by the scene unfolding before their eyes.
âUm⌠isnât that spice?â
âTh-Thatâs right! Thatâs right! I heard you can buy a small town with one box of that…â
âUm⌠thatâs turmeric! Itâs an expensive item I was having a hard time purchasing!â
The spices were so precious that merely hearing their names shocked everyone present on the scene. The faces of merchants and owners contorted in contemplation as they witnessed the bizarre spectacle before them.
Many found it hard to watch the spice boxes being thrown onto a pile of firewood.
âMmmâŚare they crazy? What kind of people are burning those precious spices?â
âI⌠I know who he is! Itâs Bahamut, the master of the Beden Merchant Company!â
âThe woman next to himâŚis the owner of the famous Uranus Merchant Company⌠Bertina, the lady of blue gold, right? Why are they doing this?â
To the onlookers, it was an completely incomprehensible act.
The masters of two of the major merchant companies in the world were resolutely burning spices that were hard to find even with money. Even the servants, despite their shock, didnât intervene due to the high-ranking individuals’ brutal attitude.
Spices, worth their weight in gold, burned like firewood in the middle of the market.
Those who knew their value tried to steal them regardless. However, due to the vigilant guards, such actions were thwarted in advance.
Just like that, the smell of burning spices spread throughout Benessa in an instant.
The moment it was about to become unbearably thick.
Merchants from all over the continent arrived at the shocking scene.
âThis⌠this⌠what the hell is this!?â
âBurning everything⌠are you guys insane?â
âHeyâŚhey! Hurry! Come on, put out the fire! Hurry!â
Merchants urgently tried to give orders because they knew the value even though it wasnât theirs.
ButâŚ
âHalt!â
In the next moment, two female warriors stood in their way with swords drawn.
A dark-haired woman dressed in a black adventurerâs clothes and a woman with a strong, muscular body holding a pitcher prevented them from approaching.
âI will cut you the moment you approach!â
âWe will take it as obstruction of business. Do you understand?â
Two people spoke in cold voices.
As a representative of the group, a merchant from Franz took the lead to ask.
âWha⌠what the hell is this all about? Why are you burning these precious spices?â
âAre you asking because you donât know why?â
The dark-haired woman with a sword pointed, talking in a chilling voice.
Recognizing the thorn in her words, the merchants began to show even more discouragement.
The next moment, Bertina, who was leading the procedure, appeared in person.
âWhatâs with all the fuss? Donât disturb and leave.â
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