The Marquis Is a Master of Martial Arts chapter 116

The Marquis Is a Master of Martial Arts 116

widely.

Mocha Gun closed the door and sat across from me.

“Long time no see! Mr. Yuren.”

“yes. Long time no see.”

“ha ha ha! Even here, I have been hearing about Mr. Yuren.”

“Did rumors of me spread this far?”

“of course! Lizardman King! The top-notch mana stone of the Gairin Territory, news of Yuren keeps coming to my ears even if I stay still. You do such great things!”

A smile was growing on Mokagun’s mouth as he talked about my rumors.

“You don’t know how much I wanted to tell my kids that Yuren is the real owner of the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce.”

“hahahaha. Please be patient.”

“of course!”

“how is it? Is it worth running the business?”

He opened his mouth while looking back at Mokagun’s office.

“yes. Maybe it’s still in the early stages, but the checks from other companies aren’t severe, so we’re building up step by step from the bottom.”

“thank god.”

“By the way, why did you come all the way to the Empire?”

“I came with a request.”

“Tell me about anything.”

As if to say anything, Mochagun pulled up a chair and expressed his intention to listen.

“There is someone I want to find.”

“Um, can you tell me who you are?”

“My name is Brennan. He must be known here as a quack fortune teller.”

“Brannon…”

Mokagan muttered Brannon’s name, as if it were a name he had never heard before.

“I am a stranger.”

“A person who carries a crystal ball and gives fortune-telling. Since he’s a wandering person throughout the capital, you’d better use Rackard.”

Of course, there were rackards in both the Imperial Capital and Aluan. If you ask them, we should be able to find out where Brannon is within today.

“All right. I will somehow find out his whereabouts within today.”

Mokagun went down to give orders to another merchant and came right back up.

“Here, Yuren. My subordinate said he saw the fortune teller named Brannon.”

“yes?”

“About a week ago, in an alley next to a bar called Belew, he refused to ask for fortune-telling.

It is an unexpected harvest. If you leave it to Rackard, he will give you the result within today, but it is much easier this way.

“But after hearing that, I tried fortune-telling in the past, but it turned out to be the complete opposite, and they say it’s a sham.”

“If the opposite is right, then the person I am looking for is right.”

“Then would you like to go right away? I will attach instructions.”

“no. He roams around during the day. I’ll come see you at night.”

Brannon roams about and gives fortunes during the day, then returns to his abode at night. If you go now, it will be difficult to meet.

“Are the people you work with okay?”

After talking with Mochagun, I think it would be better to move when the sun goes down.

“They’re the ones I’ve known before, so I can trust them. It won’t be rumored that Mr. Yuren came here in disguise.”

“Certainly, the faces of the merchants looked bright.”

“I am trying to take good care of my friends who work hard. So it seems like that. hahahaha!”

Mokagun replied with a smile, then opened a desk drawer and handed me a few papers.

“I don’t know if Lord Hoe will come, so I’ve been watching and preparing.”

In the documents Mocha Gun gave, the details of the use of funds, the items currently being traded, and even the main trading company and region were written. It was neatly organized and well thought out, but there were a few things that got stuck.

“Here is the Poms fruit.”

“yes.”

Mokagun looked at his papers and nodded.

“When are you planning to sell this?”

“I was thinking of staying overnight.”

“If you think the price has risen to some extent, sell right away. Before fall at the latest.”

“Can you tell me why? The price will go up a little more if the Poms fruit is kept until winter.”

“Sooner or later, the Mage Tower will announce a new drug. A drug that has better rejuvenating effects than Poms berries, but is much cheaper. The moment it comes out, the price of the fruit will plummet.”

“ah!”

Mochagun swallowed a gulp and immediately wrote a note on his papers.

“And it’s better to sell salt quickly, too.”

“All right.”

Mochagun didn’t even ask about the salt, he nodded and took notes.

“Gather your food. The price will go up a lot sooner or later.”

“yes!”

“Aren’t these things asking why?”

“This company belongs to Lord Yuren. I’m just following what the lord tells me to do. In addition, after hearing the story of the Poms fruit, I thought there must be a reason.”

Mochagun continued to write down my words with a trusting smile.

“With that being said, I would like to say more.”

I told Mokagun what I knew about the future, what items to buy and what to watch out for, and even the reason.

**

It was night, and I followed the road I had heard from the merchant to the place where Brannon was sleeping.

It was night, and he had activated the sword’s black mouse to raise his achievement level. My movement speed definitely increased, and the people around me didn’t recognize me.

If I had seen it a week ago, I wouldn’t have moved yet. Because he has a ritual before moving to another place.

-Are you going to the Prophet?

“okay.”

-It is expected.

Agnes was a little excited.

“It must be around here.”

Belura said that he was sleeping in an alley three buildings away from the bar, but even though it was late in the evening, he didn’t feel any sign of Brannon, who should be inside.

haven’t you come yet?

As we went further into the alley, there were traces of people living there. Ragged blankets, discarded garbage, and rag-like clothes are just the things of the homeless.

However, it seemed that it had been untouched for several days. It was when I took another step thinking that I had already left.

Bugg.

Something like a pitch-black liquid spurted out from the floor where the blanket and tent were.

Boo Woo.

The black liquid rose up and became the body of a 10-year-old child.

“f*ck!”

The black fluids had human body shapes, but there were no eyes, noses, or ears, only mouths long enough to reach the ends of both faces.

“Wait?”

As if looking for me, the black monsters made a burp sound and turned their heads, but in the end, they didn’t find me and turned into water and went back to the floor.

Wiping the sweat that was about to fall, I glared at the floor they came out of.

why?

Why are Gluttony’s teeth here?

myra

– Uh, what is that?

‘Gluttony’s teeth.’

Agnes, too, must have felt strong disgust at the sight of Gluttony’s teeth, so she flinched with her own body in the form of a bracelet.

– Teeth? those monsters? What else is Gluttony?

From noble mtl dot com

‘If a monster named Gluttony pulls out his teeth and scatters them on the ground, he can summon them.’

– Since I’m hanging out with you, I feel like I’m seeing all sorts of strange things. There is a monster that summons subordinates with its teeth.

The fact that Gluttony’s teeth are here means that Gluttony or his subordinates have visited this place. It’s not a situation to just pass by.

-what are you doing?

‘I’ll have to take a closer look at this place.’

In order not to be noticed by them, I put more energy into the black rat, and while suppressing the sound of my footsteps and presence as much as possible, I entered the alley again.

Gluttony’s teeth didn’t show up as if he couldn’t detect me because I approached him much more cautiously than before.

where to look

In that state, I took a closer look at the place where Brannan lived. The surroundings were dirty, befitting a place where I was homeless, but that was not what I was trying to see.

The muddy water on his clothes, the rotting food, and the tattered tent made it seem like four or five days had passed since Brannon hadn’t disappeared from this place.

After that much time, Brannon is no longer a living person. It must have been eaten by Gluttony a long time ago.

I slipped out of the alley and sat down on an empty bench.

“sh*t…”

– What the hell is going on?

As I leaned back and sighed, Agnes, still not understanding the situation, asked a question.

“The Prophet is dead.”

– I don’t know if he’s dead yet. It could be that he was simply captured.

“I told you earlier about a guy named Gluttony.”

-huh. A monster that summons subordinates with its teeth.

“It’s been more than four days since he took me. The Prophet must have died a long time ago.”

The 4th is something, any Gluttony I know would have eaten Brannon the same day they caught him, or right here.

-Why did you kill the Prophet? Don’t like the prophecy?

After thinking about what to do, he decided to tell Agnes the truth. Because I’m the only one she can communicate with.

“Gluttneys can consume living creatures or corpses to take their powers as their own.”

– What, what?

Agnes stuttered in disbelief.

– Eh, nonsense! That such an ability exists in this world?

“Of course there are limitations, there are limitations, but I can use my abilities anyway.”

– it’s crazy…

“That’s why I said the Prophet wouldn’t live. It must have entered his stomach a long time ago. It’s just that Gluttony has a precognitive ability similar to Brannon’s, so nothing much will change, so why the hell did he target Brannon?”

Gluttony’s capture of Brannon is something that doesn’t appear at all in the original story.

I felt it from the time I was cut, but Gluttony is strangely moving in a different direction from the original. I wondered what had happened to him that he was behaving the same way now.

“I don’t even know how you got Brannon’s information.”

The fact that Gluttony captured Brannon and left his teeth behind means that he realized that Brannon’s ability, divination, was the ability to foresee.

Gluttony’s precognitive abilities are limited, so I don’t know how he figured out Brannon’s information.

“It’s frustrating.”

I was a little confused because something unexpected happened.

It was a problem that the plan itself had been completely changed, but it was also a big problem that there was a risk of colliding head-on with Gluttony.

“Do you remember fighting here before?”

-The one who got bigger and bigger while using that stone spear and stone pillar? weren’t you human?

“that’s right. He’s a monster too. But Gluttony is more dangerous.

-really?

“Compared to Gluttony, the guy who used that stone spear is much more comfortable.”

I didn’t mean to scare Agnes. At the time, the envy I was driving had already used the jealousy trait, so it was in a state of considerable loss of strength.

Gluttony, who is constantly fulfilling his desires, must be in a state that is incomparably stronger than Envy at the time.

– Then what are you going to do?

“…I have to find the next prophet.”

-Do you know of any other prophets?

“Even all prophets have different characteristics, so the fortune teller here was the one who would be the best match for me. It’s a pity.”

-Oh, but…

Agnes paused, as if thinking, then continued.

-There are no prophets, and what if there are only those monsters? Or what if Gluttony shows up?

Before Agnes brought up the story, I also calculated the future situation in my head.

To be honest, there is almost no chance that I will win against Gluttony. It might be the only thing to run away, but I couldn’t retreat like this.

“You have to run away.”

-Eh?

When he met Gluttony, he gave up on the Prophet and decided to save the Prophet when only Gluttony’s subordinates or teeth appeared.

“I’m still glad.”

-what?

“If we met without knowing that Gluttony was targeting the Prophet, we would have suffered a great loss. He might have died in an instant, or he might have exposed this information.”

-ah!

“Since you know the situation, you can start preparing now.”

I went back to the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce, organizing my thoughts in my head. Mochagun hasn’t gone home yet, waiting for me.

“It looks like your trip… didn’t go well.”

It seems that Mocha Gun saw my mood and grasped the situation right away.

“The fortuneteller you visited is dead.”

“yes?”

Mokagun was startled and dropped the papers he was holding.

“I didn’t know it, but Brannon is said to be quite a famous fortune teller. But what if…”

“Don’t worry about his death. never.”

“yes?”

“Someone who stopped by Sacheon Chamber of Commerce found him and said where he was. You shouldn’t tell anyone. Be especially wary of the merchant who gave me the information.”

“Uh… I see.”

Mochagun nodded, overwhelmed by my sincere voice and expression.

“It’s all for the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce. As of now, forget about the fortune teller named Brannan, and don’t take any interest in this. I will tell you why later.”

“I will keep that in mind. But are you leaving right away?”

As I was about to open the door and leave, Mokagun opened his mouth with a sad expression.

“yes. Because something urgent happened. I will come back soon.”

“Joe, watch out!”

“yes. then.”

After leaving the Sacheon Chamber of Commerce, I got out of the castle and headed under the big tree where I arrived at the warp. I took Pomera’s soul orb out of my pocket and summoned him.

“master. Isn’t it too much to call again in less than a day?”

“Send it to the Marquis of Zamis. hurry.”

“hmm? You mean the Imperial Marquisate of Zamis?”

“okay.”

Pomera must have recognized that I was in a hurry by looking at my face, so she started drawing a magic circle without saying anything.

“hmm…”

While Pomera was drawing the magic circle, I clearly arranged the direction to move forward.

Where you are going now, you don’t have to go around looking for a prophet. Unlike Brannon, he is a settled and comfortable person.

However, if even he was attacked by Gluttony, it would be necessary to change the order. Instead of looking for the third prophet, I think we should go find the last one.

“You are the owner. Come up.”

“thanks.”

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