The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

Resentment is a lump of curses.

Even a simple brush with that cursed mass would weaken the opponent. Weakness is a serious condition where all abilities are reduced. That's why it could be said that it was an extremely vicious and evil weapon in itself.

Such a great weapon is buried in the underground warehouse of a black market merchant as junk, its true value unknown.

In terms of the game, it's exactly seven chapters in.

As we move on to Chapter 7, Carson accidentally discovers the true value of Marcus Bow.

At that time, the price of items will skyrocket to the point where you can't buy them even for a thousand dollars.

There is no fool who would waste time knowing that.

I came here to buy things for a steal, almost like a steal.

"Why would you take this…?" Carson tilted his head, a questioning look on his face.

...Don't doubt it, you little shit.

I made up my mind, feeling a little nervous, because I don't know where this damn game will go in any given situation.

"Yes. It seems like a bow that would be perfect for just show case."

"Hmm…" Carson's eyes still looked thoughtful.

I looked at him with an indifferent face as if nothing had happened.

Did that face work? Carson nodded.

"I see. Okay, I understand. It's an item with no specific market price, so please give me around 50 silver."

'Okay.' I cheered inwardly. I spoke indifferently, trying not to show my excitement.

"That's about right. Here it is."

I handed over 50 silver coins. After Carson took the silver, he held out Marcus Bow. The deal was done.

'You come to my arms again.'

I smiled to myself.

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"Have you ever seen such a vicious bastard?" Carson swore as soon as he left.

In such backroom deals, it was common sense to accept a certain degree of favoritism and move on because the risk was high and the distribution channel was difficult.

But that brat with a wet head tried to lower the market price.

Anger rose to the top of Carson's lungs, urging him to just let it go, but he held it back.

Because the brat was the successor to the Celtrin family? That, and the fact that he made blatant and effective threats by mentioning other business partners.

Would Carson lose such a big shot to another business partner? He was so upset that he couldn't even sleep. "Ah, I'm holding back because I'm dirty."

Carson grumbled. Even if he sold it for a price that wasn't much different from the market rate, it wouldn't be a loss anyway. He had no choice but to endure it, as the brat would bring him considerable profits in the long run. There it was.

"…He's definitely not an ordinary guy."

Background enough to find out his real name? That wasn't all. Contrary to popular belief, the brat wasn't just a simple idiot or brat. He was a guy with an unusual side.

"There's nothing wrong with having a connection."

If he became a big shot, that would be good. Even if that wasn't the case, as the successor to a wealthy family, he was sure to bring some benefits.

"Hmm, but…" That bow. Why would he buy such a crappy bow? Was there something to it?

No, that couldn't be true. Carson and his son had examined and tested it thoroughly, but it was nothing special. Carson, whose eyes were thoughtful for a moment, soon muttered as if it was nothing.

"Well, if it sold, then it was a good thing. And for 50 silver." Carson chuckled.

It was originally an item worth over 5 silver. Selling it for 50 silver made more than ten times the profit. It wasn't a large sum, but he felt a little better because he sold at least one item for a small fee.

"You bastard, next time I won't let you get away with it." Carson vowed that next time, he would definitely get the benefit of it.

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"Hehehe."

"Young Master, what do you like so much?" Dolph asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

"I got the goods from that cunning merchant by charging him a fair price."

"Wow, that's amazing."

"You may think I'm a fool, but I'm not that kind of fool, am I?"

"… Of course."

"Slow reply?"

"Lord, please kill me!"

"No, no. It's true that I've been a stupid idiot and a loser up until now. Well, you could think that way."

"I, absolutely not…"

"Okay, let's head to Mount Hakin."

"Hmm?"

Mount Harkin was a mountain located north of the city of Saint Leferia. There is one reason to go there. It was to bite one person. That too, a monthly salary.

"No, there's one thing I forgot. Let's stop by Matap first and then head to Mount Hakin. There's something I really need."

After stopping at the magic tower to buy the last necessary items, the carriage quickly moved towards Mount Hakin.

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