My First Trip was to Another World

I'm a certain big chamber of commerce trio. My parents run shops in the king's capital of Arencia. Products are called groceries. It is appreciated by the nobility for its large selection of luxury goods.

However, I have nothing to do with this Chamber of Commerce. Because my oldest son will succeed me. The second son also serves as the assistant. I don't have a seat. For this reason, you need to stand on your own.

Fortunately, I was allowed to carry the shop sign. I can't do anything bad, but the back shield of the Great Chamber of Commerce is powerful. By using this sign, I am able to behave in my favor as a pedestrian trader.

Most importantly, a deal with Mirzia. The streets to Mirzia are not maintained and the security is weak. It's a bandit's nest. Milgia and Alencia trade is difficult but therefore few peers.

In the meantime, I am exposed to an unprecedented crisis, with the possibility of not making it to the Antiques City, the biggest business opportunity of the year. No, if it's true, I was on time. When I arrived in Mirzia, I noticed that I had forgotten half of my merchandise. Magic bag for one minute. I left it at the inn.

I hurried back to Arecife, and when I got the product, it was the day before the registration deadline for opening the store. I asked the Adventurer Guild for the thought of straw. I understand you can't. The reward is sixty gold coins. Sixty-six gold coins including fees. Quite painful.

But it's more painful to have the merchandise I purchased for Antiques City left. It's a product with a full Magic Bag capacity. If this doesn't sell, I won't be able to purchase other products.

There are four young men and four young women featured in the Adventurers Guild. Enviable configuration. But as an adventurer, I wonder. It's commonly called a harem party, but it's not a very many party configurations.

I hear that Harlem parties often suffer miscellaneous use. You won't be good at flashy combat. Men like leaders, too young. If you're a soldier, I think it's Private or even a corporal who's early in life.

You got a request, so I can't complain. He said the famous Class A adventurer would accompany him, so it's okay to be attacked by bandits.

"The adventurer, Mr. Coe, and his delightful companions. Everyone, I want you to rest assured that you have the skill to evaluate the battle."

The guild clerk introduced me. It doesn't look very... Maybe he's a wizard.

They asked me how fast I run, but I'm ordinary. I can't keep up with someone who magically strengthens my body.

They seem to have trouble with the means of movement, but they will only have one means. I haven't noticed if you're inexperienced.

... No way, exam? I've heard stories. If you make a request that is too impossible, you can take the liberty of winning the Adventurer's promotion exam. That's a test of the premise to drop, too.

They deliberately drop adventurers who are busy, have little track record, or try to take unsuitable exams. At such times, requests that are not achievable, no matter what you think, are used.

I meant to know, but was my request that impossible...... You need a little help.

"I'll prepare the carriage. I want you to prepare a horse that can run fast."

All you have to do is prepare a few horses that can run through the night. I just bought a carriage...... I didn't want to use it if I could. It should be an unscrupulous run, so the carriage's lifespan shrinks all at once. The cost of repairs is also likely to be significant......

They didn't come prepared for the horse. They say they will tow themselves. Whatever it is, it will be impotent. That's what I thought, but the carriage ran at a hell of a speed. My hand clings to the carriage paralyzes me.

Shortly after I ran out, I felt a business opportunity. But now, I doubt my sanity.

I thought the carriages that people move were going to be popular throughout the city. Be an easy way to get around. But not at this rate. Faster than a horse running at all costs. Probably die if it falls. Bracketed with rope, it's still not enough. I even wanted my ass glued to the chair.

This travel speed still seemed abnormal. Faster than Mr. Koh with the carriage, class A adventurer Shuan turned up the sound. The women are running flat...... Battle Rating B seems to be real.

I just want you to stop letting Mr. Shuan sit beside me. My disease (...) Qi (...) is telling me. For a long time at this distance, I'll definitely throw up. I just bought a carriage...... I don't want to get dirty......

I was worried about that, but it didn't matter. It was a terrible carriage shake, and I would have thrown up, even if I was on my own. It was a shake I had never felt before. Every time the carriage turns, my body is taken to the side. Had it not been for the rope, it would have fallen many times.

It didn't take long until me and Mr. Shuan lost their minds. The next time I woke up, it was already Milgia.

While the Güntur procedure is under way, one question arises. I was really curious, and I asked.

"I didn't expect to arrive so soon. No way, you've been stunned for a whole day, and you're actually past your due date, there's nothing wrong with that, is there?

"Did you sleep so well? You're a comfortable carriage."

You want to tell me not to fall asleep, sarcasm returns. Is there a guy in such a terrible shake who can sleep fine? I want to hear the opposite.

But it looks like we've really made it. I am grateful. But I don't want to ask you again. If it's for a request, I don't choose the means, it's a fine thing. But I want you to think a little bit about your client. I know I'm willing to die, but I don't think I can die.

Let's recalculate this expense before Antiques City. Purchase first. This is as usual. If you sell them all, you'll make about 500 gold coins profitable. I also get the rest of the sale, so would it be like 300 pieces as usual?

Sixty-six requisition fees from among them. This hurts plain. But it's still acceptable. Problem is, carriage. Even though it was only one day, it hurt for about ten years. It hurts so much. It hurts so much. A whole lot of profits could fly...... We'll have to sell it hard.

We renewed our resolve and celebrated Antiques City Day. Enough temper. Wake up earlier than usual and walk around the city to see how things are going. Then he suddenly noticed a building lined up outside the city and was blinded.

It wasn't supposed to be until yesterday. Walking with a blurry view, Koh, the adventurer, called out to him.

"I'm sorry, but I need a little help. It shouldn't hurt you."

Honestly, I only have a bad feeling. But the strength of this man is certain. Let's just hear the story.

I thought so. Was I wrong?

What I thought was a building was a big demon like nothing I'd ever seen. Similar to an ogre, but bigger than two turns. To see where there is only one eye, it's probably a cyclops that hears rumors.

The smell of trouble is pungent. But definitely a business opportunity. Mr. Coe says he will sell this for 30 gold coins per car.

I heard that and felt that the troublesome smell had gotten even darker. But there are enormous profits to be made if only trouble can be solved.

In the middle of a deal, a hassle just appeared. Mr. Coe is entangled in a Milgian adventurer. It's none of my business... it's none of my business, right? I feel like a problem around this cyclops, but I want it to be my fault.

Sixty-six for thirty pieces of gold and 1980 pieces of gold for purchase. Naturally, you can't be carrying this kind of amount. Issue bills and have them received at the bank.

Profit if it all sells out...... what should I do? They told me to sell it cheap, but I get lost in the sale price. At too low a price, the market would be confused and buy objections. Let's take our time selling it for about a hundred gold coins, watching how it goes.

The contractor was asked to dismantle the cyclops and ready to open the store.

Then, once again, there is a problem…. The next problem is the Merchant Alliance of Milgia.

"What's the cyclops on the table? Where'd you get that?

Multiple merchants surround me and complain to me verbally. I could have predicted, but it's a real hassle. Mr. Coe may have anticipated this and sold it for a low price.

"I bought it from an Alencian adventurer. Because I knew him originally.

I have a permit to open the store. Is there a problem?

"I don't have a lot of trouble selling that stuff. The Alliance also has rules. Donate half to the guild first. One for each chamber of commerce in this city. You're free to sell the rest."

They're looking at my feet. If I give it to you as requested, I won't have ten of my share left. It's a deficit even if you sell it for a regular amount.

To escape this demand, his power as a merchant is tested.

"I can't answer that request. I'll sell it to the guild and the chamber of commerce for cheap, so I want you to meditate on your eyes."

I don't think you can honestly respond to me for saying this. This is where my arms look.

When I thought, a man of good stature suddenly broke in.

"Humm-hmm. Cheap. How much are you gonna sell it for?

The well-dressed man said blindly to the merchants.

Could be noble. We've got more trouble... Depression here is bad, and there is a danger that everything will be confiscated. It's going to be a tense negotiation.

I can hear the merchants snapping.

"Whew... Weird Sir Omari..."

Sir Omari...... that means he is still noble. But I'm concerned about the pillow word freak. Looks like you should watch your language and attitude.

"I'll see you first. My name is Santos from the Biswaz Chamber of Commerce, a merchant from Alencia."

"I don't care about that. How much to sell it for?

"For one, we plan to have 100 gold coins"

"Hummm... is that cheap?

Sir Omari says as he rubs his pinned and stretched beard.

I think it's pretty cheap, but he doesn't seem convinced. Let's pull some more value.

"Now, with eighty gold coins..."

"N expensive y! What do you say, merchant there? How much do you think it's cheap?

"Huh... is it about fifty gold coins..."

To that one word of the Milgian merchant, Sir Omari laughed niggardly.

"N good y! Buy everything for that price!

It's not good! It's too cheap!

That's what I almost screamed, but I put up with it a lot. Because that one word changed the air in the field.

"No, Master Omari. Our Chamber of Commerce was talking first. I'm sorry, but give it up here a little bit."

"No, Non was faster! Let's buy it!

The merchants who were trying to take it away for free say "sell it" to me first. This place became noisy all at once.

Soldiers who heard the noise gathered, common people gathered to see the commotion, and yet other nobles stopped by, unable to clean it up.

"N noisy y! Shut up, lords!

Common people are scattered. Only merchants and nobles stay and have a discussion. "

At Sir Omari's suggestion, the lottery was to be held again tomorrow. Sold out is confirmed.

Cheaper than planned, but profits are secured. Twenty gold coins per car. Deducting expenses makes about 1,000 gold coins profitable.

But above all, it is great that the nobles, including Sir O'Malley, took sides. They won't complain about selling anything for a while. And I got a connection to the nobles. It is not easy to say, but it has made it possible to sell goods to aristocrats.

Then a few days. There was an excessive bend, but the Antiques City closed the curtain safely.

If I had purchased the Cyclops for more than fifty gold coins...... I'd be freaked out just thinking about it. Instead of a large deficit, it could have been bankrupt.

Hell if you don't succeed. Good because it turned out to be a big black, but when you engage with Mr. Coe, does this happen? I swore to my heart that I would never ride Mr. Coe's mouthpiece again.