All Chapters of THE VIRGIN MERCHANT: Buying Modern Warfare In Another World: Chapter 71
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Chapter 71
Outside, the plateau was a strange new world. Chief Eto and a squad of dwarves were patrolling the "Cement Highway" with trash bags, picking up garbage like a highway cleanup crew. The "Yellow Box" was perched on the balcony, currently blasting Mozart's Requiem to signal the end of the business day. It gave the whole desolate mining landscape a "High-Society Industrial" vibe. And to avoid the bat people.I looked at my team. We were all a mess. I hadn't eaten a real meal since the day before. I was currently running on 15% caffeine, 5% sugar, and 80% pure, unadulterated spite. My team looked equally wrecked, but there was a weird, cult-ish glow about them."Master Art," Elsa said, sliding a heavy leather ledger across my mahogany desk. She had a smudge of yellow-green ink on her cheek that made her look like a very stressed forest nymph, but her posture remained terrifyingly regal."The final tally," she announced. "We have moved eighty percent of the 'Pink-Salted Pork Blocks.' The '
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Chapter 72
Milla didn't even say anything; she just looked at me with eyes so full of "Divine Devotion" it was actually getting awkward. I was officially her deity. My HR department was becoming a pantheon, and I was just the guy with the utility bag.The rest of the room followed suit. It was a mess of high-fantasy drama and high-fructose corn syrup.Helga was actually crying. Big, fat, noble tears streaming down her face as she looked at the empty red can. Jeon, the man who usually has a quip for everything, was in total shock. He didn't say a word; he just stared at his hands as if he expected them to turn into lightning.Rufus and Chief Eto were having a literal sob-fest. Two grown dwarves, holding each other and weeping over the "Bubbling Nectar of the Heavens." Barnaby and Herbert were treating their empty cans like they were the Holy Grail."It’s just sugar, people!" I shouted, rolling my eyes so hard I nearly saw my own brain. "It’s not a miracle! It’s 39 grams of carbohydrates and some
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Chapter 73
He was treating these divine goods like ordinary rations. My heart ached for the sheer waste of it, but as I watched him, I began to see the cold, calculating merchant beneath the sass. He called it an "Introduction, Supply and Demand." He wanted the world to taste the sugar, to become addicted to the "Spam," to depend on the "Soy Sauce. And his tools." He was lowering the price to ensnare them. Soon, once the South was hooked, he would monopolize the pricing. It would become something only the highest nobility could afford, and he would hold the leash.His ideals were terrifying. He wasn't just selling food; he was selling a new way of life that only he could provide.Rufus and Helga were nearby, their eyes darting to me every few minutes. They suspected something, the way I held myself, perhaps, or the way I didn't flinch at the mana-aura of the shop. I leaned into my "Maid Act," bowing low and speaking in a hushed, submissive tone. I think they are buying it... for now.Then cam
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Chapter 74
The Gothic Kingdom has moved. Their spies have tasted the 'Orange Relics and the Divine Pops.' The King is demanding a 'Trade Inspection'—which is Gothic-speak for an invasion.It was too early. The revolution was spreading faster than I had anticipated. I couldn't risk the Gothic King finding me here, not yet. I needed my own power base in the capital consolidated. I turned to Milla, who was restocking the "Divine Pops.""Milla," I hissed. "The Gothic hounds are sniffing. You must leave for the capital immediately. I need my loyal generals ready to move the moment I give the signal. We cannot let them seize Arthur’s before we do."Milla paled but nodded. We crafted a story, a classic, heart-tugging "Sick Mother" tale. I watched her approach Arthur near the coffee machine. She looked genuinely distressed, her acting honed by years of court intrigue."Master Art," she whispered, her head bowed. "I... I have received word. My mother is gravely ill in our village. I must go to her. I do
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Chapter 75
The Gothic Kingdom did not produce poets or painters; it produced killers. And Gerald was the apex predator of their intelligence network. A Tenth-Circle Mage Assassin, he was a man who moved through shadows like a whisper in a graveyard. He had been sent to the "Southern Oasis" to evaluate this upstart merchant, but as he crouched on a jagged ridge overlooking the Arthur Building, he felt his professional composure fracturing.Below him, the boy called Arthur was standing in a dusty lot, acting like a total lunatic. He was poking at the empty air, his fingers tapping on nothingness with a rhythmic, obsessive focus. To a commoner, he looked like an idiot. To Gerald, who sensed the atmospheric distortion of high-level conjuration, it was terrifying.Then, with a sound like a thousand blades being drawn at once, it happened.CLANG. RATTLE.Out of the void, coils of shimmering, wicked metal manifested in massive heaps. Gerald’s breath hitched. It wasn't just metal; it was a relic-typ
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Chapter 76
"Nice outfit, buddy. Very 'edgy spy' aesthetic," I said, circling the statue with professional curiosity. "But you really shouldn't touch the merchandise before opening hours. This wire has a very strict 'No-Touchy' policy. It's for the premium members only, and you didn't even sign up for the newsletter."I turned back toward the building and raised my megaphone. Click. The feedback hummed through the crisp morning air."ELSA! ELLENE! Bring the 'Interrogation Tea'! We’ve got a live one!" I boomed into the speaker. "And someone call Rufus—tell him his new security fence just caught a legendary rodent!"I looked back at the assassin, Mr. Gothic or whatever his name was. He looked like he wanted to implode. I leaned in close, a devious, caffeinated smirk on my face."Don't worry, man. We’re going to have a very long, very educational chat about trade secrets and industrial espionage. But first..." I took off my yellow corporate cap and hooked it onto his outstretched, frozen finger. "
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Queen Selene POVThree days ago, that morning air didn't just feel crisp; it felt charged, as if the very molecules of the oxygen were bowing to the "Divine Thorns" Arthur had manifested. The mana radiating from those shimmering coils was so raw, so primordial, that my 12th-circle veins were practically singing, giggling with a power that made the stone floor beneath my boots feel like soft velvet.Arthur, in his infinite, casual wisdom, had handed me the "Rat.""Ellene," he’d said, mid-yawn, "interrogate him until he knows nothing but coffee and soda. Make him realize that industrial espionage is a very poor career choice."I had to get rid of Jeon first. The man is a loyal hound, but he is far too observant for what I had planned. I whispered a few "concerns" about the dwarves’ structural integrity at the perimeter, and he vanished toward the dust clouds of the construction site like a bolt of lightning.Now, I was alone in the cold, shadowed storage room with the "Hat-Rack."Gera
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Chapter 78
"But," I continued, my eyes locked onto his, "every word spoken in the Gothic war room, every secret letter from the Draken-Haar, every movement of their police and mercenaries... you will record it. And when I tug on this thread, you will whisper it all into the wind for me to hear. You are no longer a Gothic spy. You are mine."The "re-programming" was a delicate, agonizing process. I rewrote his loyalty, layering it with a deep-seated, subconscious terror of me that would override any oath to his King. I planted the seeds of a double-agent, a ghost within the Gothic machine who would feed me the intelligence I needed to prepare for the coming war.Then I heard the distant crunch of gravel. Arthur’s laughter was getting closer, punctuated by the rhythmic ding of his ‘Yellow-Box.'I instantly retracted my aura. The violet light vanished, the pressure lifted, and I smoothed my yellow-green uniform with a practiced flick of my wrists. I adjusted my yellow cap, pulling it low to hide th
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Chapter 79
I rolled the scroll back up and tucked it away as I heard the heavy, rhythmic thud of Arthur’s boots in the hallway. I adjusted my yellow cap and smoothed my apron, the "Maid" mask sliding back into place as effortlessly as a blade into a sheath.Arthur walked in, looking at his phone and muttering about "Logistics and Warehouse Management.""Hey, Ellene," he said, not even looking up. "I’m thinking about buying a fleet of 'Forklifts.' They’re basically mechanical golems that move boxes. Do you think the dwarves would be scared of them, or would they try to worship them as Iron Gods?"I bowed low, my eyes hidden in the shadow of my brim. "I believe they would do both, Master Art. But as long as you provide the 'Divine Coffee,' they will follow you into the abyss."Arthur laughed, a bright, genuine sound that made my 12th-circle mana ripple with a strange guilt. He had no idea. He was playing with his "God-Box," building a paradise of sugar and steel, while I was orchestrating a contin
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I took an orange relic from him and dear heavens, it amazed me every time."Look at those horses, Ellene," Arthur sassed, crunching loudly. "Very 'Dark Lord' aesthetic. I bet they spend a fortune on black leather and moody eyeliner. Think they’re here for the Bulk-Buy discount?""I believe they are here for more than just 'Spam', Master Art," I whispered, my 12th-circle mana prickling beneath my skin. I could sense the high-level concealment charms draped over the carriage like a heavy shroud. There was someone inside who was far more dangerous than Gerald.The carriage stopped right at the ‘No-Touchy’ perimeter. The lead envoy stepped out—a man named Count Valerius. He had the sharp, hungry face of a vulture and wore a smile that didn't reach his cold, calculating eyes."Master Arthur!" Valerius called out, his voice magically amplified to echo through the valley. "The Gothic Kingdom brings greetings! We have heard of your... 'Miracles.' We come to discuss a treaty of exclusive trade
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