My Weakest Little Brother Has Become A Demon King After Being Sealed For 1000 Years

2022-03-09

Chapter 15 Dogtooth Tavern

Probably every city should have dogtooth like A place like a pub.

Not to mention the poor taste in the decor, the drinks are surprisingly expensive, and the bartender never gets things to the table on time.

Here, there will be no drunkards who start to beat and sing, no bards who tell cookie-cutter stories, and no maids who come to clean the table every ten minutes.

But every day there is an endless stream of customers.

Because the most important thing here is not a hangover or fun, but a place where you can hide your identity, be well informed, and be safe enough to talk.

The oak door was shaking with dog teeth tied to it, and a man with gray hair and silver eyes walked in.

When he entered, the whole tavern was silent for a moment.

Most of the guests here do not like to show their faces, and even if they do not hide their appearance, they will choose to dress in a low-key manner. However, this person was dressed in a pure white mage robe, leaning on a wooden staff of purple clothes, as if he had no intention of concealing his identity.

Those who have the conditions to learn magic are either rich or expensive, and those gentlemen generally don’t stoop to such a low-class place.

So many guests cast curious glances at the mage-dressed guy, and of course, most of them just glanced away.

Only three lines of sight have been following the man since he entered the door.

One was a tall and thin bartender sitting next to the bar. Before the man entered the door, he had been looking around the entire pub, as if searching for something.

The other is a tall man sitting alone in the corner drinking stuffy wine. He was wearing an old cloak full of holes, and his face was hidden in the shadows. There were five or six empty wine bottles lying about on the table, and it looked like he was the only one who came here to drink.

And the last one is the Boss of the tavern.

He silently watched the man dressed as a mage walk straight to the bar, sat down opposite him, and put his hands together on the bar.

“A glass of thorn mead.”

The man said in a hoarse voice.

The Boss glanced at him and wondered if this is some kind of pampered young master who wants to come out to seek excitement?

“One silver Irene.”

Silver Irene is the currency of the middle denomination, 20 silver Irene is equivalent to one gold Riel.

“It’s quite expensive.”

“Market price.”

The man spread his hands and turned a gold coin on the bar. The shape of the gold coin was not standardized, as if it had been smelted.

“The extra amount is a tip.”

The gold coin was spinning faster and faster, and the Boss calmly pressed it under his hand, and then swiped it under the bar.

Then, he asked as usual: “Do you want to order anything else?”

“Who is the best place to go to buy a lot of Elemental Silver here?”

“If you want to ask the best seller, it is of course the Duke Simon family. The Chamber of Commerce, the source silver that his son is in charge of, accepts orders from all registered mages, with a unified market standard and no premium. “

“But Chamber of Commerce will not accept direct gold transactions.”

Boss hearing this looked the man up and down, and then said.

“Then there are far fewer formal channels to choose from, or to put it bluntly, there are basically none.”

“What about the less formal channels?”

The Boss said while taking a bottle of Thorns Mead from the wine cabinet and pouring it into a glass.

“Then you have to accept a premium of more than 40% higher than the market, and there is no guarantee that they are willing to do this business. After all, this kind of channel often comes from pirates, and they generally don’t believe in the sudden appearance. Outsiders.”

In principle, the entire Thorn City’s Origin Silver trade is the property of the Duke’s family, and since it is private property, it is natural that there will be no pirate miners.

But in fact, because the Riel Empire royal family will charge a 30% trade tax every year based on the trade volume of Origin Silver. Compared with the difficult royal envoys, it is much easier to squeeze oil and water from those thieves.

So during the several decades that Duke Simon ruled Thorn City, he was a turn a blind eye to both the smugglers and the underground black market for Elementium.

But then again, it’s illegal business after all, and no one is willing to cooperate with people who don’t know where they came from.

“I’m willing to show my sincerity.”

He said, and then put out five gold coins that had been cast on the bar.

The Boss hesitated for a while, and finally accepted the five gold coins.

“I have three channels to catch up with, but which one to choose depends on how much you need. If the quantity is large, the premium can be lower. How much do you want to buy?”

“About 15 tons.”

Rao is experienced and knowledgeable because he has been running Dogtooth Tavern for more than 30 years, but after hearing the number reported by the other party, he couldn’t help but sucked in a cold breath.

“Fifteen tons of ore?”

“Fifteen tons of refined metal ingots.”

The Boss looked at the well-dressed man like mental disorder the sorcerer.

“Are you here to spend money to make me happy?”

“No, why do you think so?”

The other party’s eyes didn’t seem to be joking.

“Do you have absolutely no idea about the output of Elemental Silver? Except for Duke Simon… No, I dare say that Duke Simon can’t take out fifteen tons of refined Elemental Silver at one time. Five tons is almost the output of the entire Thorn City for half a year, what do you want so much for? Use it to build a house?”

“Almost…”

The man said vaguely, Then whispered again.

“Is the output so small?”

Immediately, he drank the mead in the glass and said.

“Take me to see all three channels. Buy as much as you can, and if you can’t get it together, think of other ways.”

The Boss stared at him for a long time, sure The other party was not making him happy, and finally said to the lanky man next to the bar.

“Wilson, take this gentleman to the ‘Miner’ first, and say I introduced him.”

The tall and thin man who had been staring at the man before stood up When he got up, he straightened his neck and gave the guest a bright smile.

“Come with me, what’s your name, sir?”

“Just call me William.”

 …

The man named Wilson was chattering about mines and taverns all the way, but William wasn’t listening.

Sure enough, there is still a big difference between games and reality. At that time, when he bought Elemental Silver or other precious metal minerals, he never had any annual output or upper limit. As long as he had enough money, he could buy as much as he wanted.

William thought.

But now I have to face the dilemma of having enough money but not being able to buy so many mines.

Even the fact that the money is enough is still debatable, after all, those gold coins from a thousand years ago are not very good in circulation now.

“This is it.”

Wilson’s voice brought William’s thoughts back.

At this point, they came to a hidden and remote mine, with a simple wooden frame at the entrance, and several old mine carts parked outside.

The mine was dark, and there were no lighting objects such as miner’s lamps. Only a thin layer of moonlight proved the scene at the entrance of the cave.

“Go in from here? You won’t tell me they usually do business in the mines?”

“That’s right.”

Wilson said eagerly.

“Walking from this side is Thorn City’s largest unofficial source silver supplier, Miner Brotherhood.”

“If I were you, I wouldn’t Go in.”

A voice suddenly interjected into the conversation between the two of them.

William turned around, and a tall man with an indistinct face stood behind them like Iron Pagoda. He was wearing a worn black cloak and held a heavy black iron giant sword in his hand.

Tonight’s moonlight is bright, but the moonlight shines on his sword, but there is no reflection.

(End of this chapter)