The crooked merchant, Bipen.

He operated primarily in Aisengar, surviving by exploiting the northern folk. At Lake Fortress, conflicts arose between him and the residents. Then, upon seeing Ashies, he suggested selling her but was, of course, rejected.

In retaliation, he ceased his regular trade with Lake Fortress. The player's task is to connect Lake Fortress with a new merchant.

And that new merchant is me.

In the game, you could establish a branch in the north and lay the groundwork to assist them, but that’s out of the question now. Setting up a building and preparing it takes too much effort.

In the game, a store would appear in just one day with a single click, but this isn’t the game anymore. Unnecessary effort is something I avoid.

So, the method I chose was to find someone to take on my role.

“Hey, scum. Why exactly do I have to come along with you?”

Rinbar, sitting in the cargo bed of the wagon, grumbled irritably. We were leaving the village, heading toward a city in Aisengar.@@novelbin@@

The party consisted of a dwarf driver, Ashies, Rinbar, and me.

“Ferka was dying to come along. Why didn’t you bring her instead of dragging me?”

Apparently, Rinbar had introduced herself to Ferka in the meantime. She really must only dislike me.

“Miss Ferka has a record, so she’s paying for her crimes. Miss Rinbar, on the other hand, is coming along as a witness.”

“A witness?”

“A witness to tell the villagers how virtuous a slave trader I am. Moreover, this is a matter for the village’s sake. Isn’t it only natural for someone to come along? It wouldn’t make sense for only us outsiders to handle it.”

“Well... you’ve got a point.”

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