Path of Light.

Chapter 731 732. Empire Merchant
Roy came to a merchant ship and saw a group of half-elf porters carrying wooden boxes full of herbs onto the ship. Roy walked up to the imperial man who was holding an account book and recording the number of boxes of herbs.

He didn't speak Imperial, so he expected the other party to know a little bit of Elvish.

"Is Boss Darwin on board?"

Roy asked the Imperial in Elvish.

This imperial man had a bit of a big belly and wore a pair of glasses. He was dressed in a gray cloth shirt, a sheepskin waistcoat, tight-fitting cropped trousers. His calves were all hairy. He wore a pair of pointed leather boots and a turned-up brim felt hat on his head. He was so fat that he almost had no neck.

The Imperial raised his head and glanced at Roy. He didn't know Roy, so he asked in Elvish: "What do you want to see the boss for? If you want to find a job at the dock, just tell me directly."

"Just say Roy came to visit him and wanted to discuss a business deal with him."

Roy stood casually on the dock, his hands on his belt, and spoke to the Imperial.

After hearing what Roy said, the fat Imperial looked at Roy again with wide eyes, slapped his forehead hard, and then said:
"Are you Boss Roy? Please wait a moment. I'll go find the supervisor. Oh, please come aboard with me!"

He was a little incoherent, and when he turned around, he realized that he was still holding the account book in his hand, so he quickly raised his neck and shouted towards the boat:

"Matthew, oh! Damn it, damn it, Matthew, get down and work quickly, I have guests to entertain here."

A nimble voice ran down the sampan and soon came to the side of the fat man of the Empire, shouting, "Here we come!"

They were all communicating in Elvish. Although the pronunciation was not very accurate, at least Roy could understand it.

"Do you all know Elvish?" Roy asked the fat man from the Empire who was walking in front.

The fat man from the Empire answered very modestly: "I only know some simple sentences. We are doing business in the Elven Continent, so we naturally have to learn some Elven language."

The fat imperial man took Roy to the merchant ship, but instead of going to the tower, he took Roy to another five-masted sailing ship.

The decks of several five-masted sailing ships anchored at the deepwater dock were connected by soft ropes. These soft rope bridges were a bit difficult to walk on, but for Roy, it was not a problem.

The imperial merchant Darwin, who received the news, was waiting on the deck in advance, followed by several merchants. When these people saw Roy walking over the rope bridge, they hurried forward to greet him.

"Good morning, Boss Roy."

"Good morning, Mr. Darwin. How's business lately?"

Roy and Darwin hugged each other, and surrounded by a group of human businessmen, Roy walked into the office on the second floor of the ship.

"The Viscount Feleck you introduced to me is very powerful in Murayaki City. Some of our merchant ships purchase magical herbs in Murayaki Port and return to the Green Empire directly via the Frozen Sea route."

Darwin sat down and introduced himself to Roy with a happy face.

Roy smiled slightly. He had received a letter from Viscount Felec some time ago. He knew that Viscount Felec had purchased a batch of magical herbs from the Evernight Forest. He should have made a lot of money by doing business with these imperial merchants.

"I came back this time to do another business. This time I need a batch of floating devices. In addition, I need Master Mags to help us install the floating devices on the magic airship." Roy said straight to the point.

"Um, that's no problem at all. I wonder how many floating devices Boss Roy wants this time?"

"Four hundred."

Darwin almost lost his grip on the cup. He asked in surprise, "Four hundred levitating devices, Boss Roy, are you sure you want so many?"

"Well, that's all. If you can't get them all at once, you can trade them in batches. What I want to know is how many floating devices I can get in the first batch."

Merchant Darwin thought about it for a while, and then discussed it quietly with several other imperial merchants for a while before saying:
"One hundred and fifty floating devices, equipped with ten propulsion devices, will be ready for loading at Castletown Harbor the day after tomorrow morning. Master Mags will be waiting at the dock. The remaining floating devices will be delivered in two batches. The second batch will be delivered in about two months, and the third batch will take three months."

"Okay, what's the price?"

Roy readily agreed, causing a group of imperial merchants to look at each other with great interest.

The happiest person here was naturally the businessman Darwin, who said quickly:
"It will be calculated based on the unit price of the last transaction."

"No problem, the sooner you cooperate."

The two men shook hands, and a deal worth more than 400,000 magic crystals was finalized in just a few words.

Roy also heard from the great magician Grahams that humans particularly like the color black. They have an obsession with black magic crystals, so when trading, black magic crystals are often more valuable than other magic crystals.

He pulled out a heavy bag from his magic waist bag and placed it on the coffee table. The indigo wood coffee table shook violently, and the black magic crystals inside made a rattling sound.

Roy untied the rope tied to the pocket, revealing obsidian crystals as big as walnuts. This was a bag of black magic crystals, most of which were picked up from the corpses of the Dark Faceless Men.

After the death of these dark faceless men, their bodies would quickly melt into sticky black oil and eventually disappear into the sea. If the search was timely, one could pick up a fist-sized black magic core. After grinding off the hard skin of the magic core, one would obtain a walnut-sized black magic crystal.

At first, Roy harvested a large number of these black magic crystals in the dark land.

When they returned to the Partington plane, the Dark Faceless Legion invaded the Partington plane. The Dark Faceless who died in the battle would leave behind a magic core. After accumulating them, Roy had nearly ten thousand of them in his hands.

This kind of black magic crystal has the same price as magic crystals of other attributes in the Elf Continent. Roy bought magic crossbows from the Magic Guild. The magic crystal treasure chest is almost colorful. The colors of the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth are very beautiful, and there are also some mixed-colored magic crystals.

Some black magic crystals were mixed into several magic crystal treasure chests, and then the great magician Grams wrote a letter to Roy. He specifically reminded Roy in the letter that this kind of black magic crystal is not very valuable in the Elf Continent, but it seems that there are people in the Empire Merchants who specialize in purchasing this kind of black magic crystal. The Empire Merchants not only purchase a large number of recovery magic potions from the Silver Moon Elf Magic Guild, but also purchase black magic crystals at high prices.

"I recently obtained a batch of these magic crystals. I wonder if you are interested?"

Roy said casually.

"Although I don't do magic crystal business, other merchants do. The normal purchase price of a black magic crystal is two ordinary magic crystals."

Roy looked at Darwin and said nothing.

"...Of course, I can introduce you to several merchants. You can negotiate the specific price. I think the low price can be raised a little bit, probably up to half a magic crystal." The imperial merchant Darwin acted sincerely.

Then, Darwin turned around and said to an Imperial businessman standing behind him, "Mike, aren't you doing the black magic crystal business? Sit down and talk to Boss Roy."

A young imperial man with naturally curly hair squeezed out from a group of merchants. He was wearing exquisite aristocratic clothing, with precious gold ornaments on his chest and wrists, inlaid with ostentatious jewels.

He showed a look of surprise on his face, but complained to Darwin: "Darwin, you told Boss Roy the low price. How can I make any profit from this business..."

"If you think you can consume this batch of black magic crystals, then let's sit down and continue to discuss. If you think this deal is not a good deal, then I will look for someone else."

Darwin retorted to him rudely, but the sentence was spoken in Imperial language and Roy did not understand.

The Empire businessman named Mike waved his hands quickly, sat down on the sofa, and said repeatedly: "Don't...don't look for anyone else. Although this business is not very profitable, I am very willing to make friends with Boss Roy."

The young imperial merchant asked Roy in Elvish:

"Boss Roy, how many black magic crystals do you have?"

"Not much, just one box," Roy said.

The young Empire merchant's eyes lit up, and he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. He said to Roy, "Let's go with the transaction price Darwin mentioned. Two black magic crystals for five ordinary magic crystals. What do you think?"

"No, I don't agree with this price. I expected one black magic crystal for five ordinary magic crystals." Roy said with narrowed eyes.

Because out of the corner of his eye he saw the imperial merchant Darwin's left hand, which was placed beside his leg, making a very obscure gesture to him.

The young Empire businessman was a little dumbfounded. He shouted to Roy in a high voice, "This price is not acceptable. I don't accept such a high price..."

Roy smiled faintly and said to the young Empire businessman: "It's okay, I'll look for other buyers."

As he spoke, Roy put the pocket of black magic crystal back into his magic waist bag, stood up, and said to Darwin:
"It's getting late, and I have other things to do. I'll see you at the dock the day after tomorrow morning."

The Empire merchant Darwin also stood up and promised Roy: "If it is inconvenient for you, I can send a ship to deliver these supplies to Partington Island."

"No need, we will trade at the dock the day after tomorrow morning!"

Roy walked outside without any reluctance.

The imperial merchant Darwin did not say anything. He followed Roy and discussed with him the details of transforming the magic airship. He could provide some metal support frames for the floating device for free.

Roy accepted it gladly.

When the group reached the deck, Roy stepped onto the sampan, held onto the wooden handrails, and began walking toward the dock.

The young imperial businessman was sweating anxiously. He pulled at his tight collar, strode after him, and called out Roy's name.

"Boss Roy, I think we can take our time in discussing the magic crystal transaction. There is a pub in Brown Street ahead. We can go there for a drink and talk while we drink..."

Roy stopped and turned to look at the young imperial noble. His cheeks were a little red, and it was obvious that he cared very much about the magic crystal business.

Roy smiled indifferently and refused directly:
"I don't like drinking, and I don't like talking about business while drinking. Let's meet again if there's a chance. So...bye, everyone!"

(End of this chapter)