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Fein was looking at the design of armor with interest. It wasn't really aesthetic. Moreover, it looked plain enough to be ignored by anyone who pass by. If not for Fein's acute sense, he wouldn't even noticed something strange on the armor.

Looking at the golden armor that was exuding a sunny and warm atmosphere. Fein carefully brought it into his hands. He caressed the runes which seems to be an ancient language. It was carved exquisitely.

'Probe!'

Name: Ryujin: Armor of Pride (#2 of set)

Type: Defense/Lifesaving

Defense: S+

Durability: SSS

Description: An item that was once used by the messenger of Sun God. These items belong to a set.

Specialty:

Guardian of Pride: (Passive) The stronger the will of the user the tougher the armor becomes and the stronger the defense it can provide.

Sun's Favor: (Passive) When the armor gets exposed to the sun, The user's regeneration speed when it comes to health, stamina, and energy would become 50x faster. Furthermore, the capacity would double. Note: the stronger the will the higher the multiplier.

Strongest Pride: (Passive) every time the user kills an enemy, the user's willpower would become stronger.

After seeing the ridiculous stats and abilities of the armor. Fein can't describe his current happiness. It was too sudden. This is a pie falling from the sky. He even guessed he had already used his 10 years of luck in advance

Fein looked at the merchant who lost interest after seeing him pick up the plain-looking armor.

"How much for this armor?" Fein tried his best to hide the excitement inside him.

Lest the merchant notices and increases the price. Their shits only care about profit. If someone would survey what is the most black-hearted profession. No doubt, merchants would be on the top.

...

Dei's POV (The Merchant)

I was busy organizing the worthless kinds of stuff that I would sell to the customers. I couldn't help but rub my hands after thinking about the heavenly sound of coins and the sparkly shining golds.

I looked at the idiots who are trying their luck. They are examining the goods in front of me. Although it's undeniable that sometimes there would be a treasure here. But it is rare. And I knew the black-heartedness of people in my profession.

Just like me, we would carefully examine every nook and cranny to find if there's something valuable in our goods.

Nonetheless, without these idiots. I wouldn't earn that easily. So I'm grateful that they are brain dead.

So now, looking at another customer who was inspecting the armor that we already determined as trash. I snickered in my head.

'Heh, another idiot that would give me money!'

But as I looked at his clothes that look expensive, I believe that this young man has some gold on him.

"How much for this armor?" The young man in black clothes inquired.

Hmmm a new face, he must be a newcomer... Should I increase the price? But he might hesitate to buy it. Yosh it's decided then, I would increase the price slightly.

Some might ask, do merchants like me don't feel guilt? No fuck! Everything is worthless in the face of profit! Only profit is eternal in our circle of business. That's why we would do everything just to earn a little more. Even if it means conning an old hag and kids.

I stared at the young man mustering the most polite smile that I can do. "Young man you are lucky. This armor's origin was mysterious. Moreover, you can see that the rune in this armor is written in an ancient language. You can guess how valuable it was.

The merchant's smile turned solemn. And he also deliberately placed his hands on his back to present an image of an expert.

I looked at the young man to see his reaction. Unfortunately, he was expressionless.

Eh? he didn't buy my performance? It seems that this one isn't naive as I've thought.

He looked at me with a straight face and asked. "So how much?"

The merchant sighed after seeing that he wouldn't get an extra profit this time.

So he decided to just honestly state the price. Lest he annoyed the young man and leave.

*Ahem*

I coughed to cover my embarrassment for failing to con him and says. "You can have it for twenty-eight silver."

I had no choice but to state the highest price. I nervously stared at the young man. Afraid that he would back out suddenly. I was prepared to lower the price immediately if I saw a sign of him leaving.

"Here it is" The young man gave me one gold coin and left hurriedly.

I looked speechlessly at his back. It was as if he was afraid that I would change my decision.

Looking at the gold coin in my hand, I laughed in contentment.

'It's my lucky day! HAHAHA

...

-Fein's POV-

I hurriedly left the Merchant's place, as I was walking on the way to Albert and Voli. my lips would curl up unconsciously making the passerby afraid. They distanced themselves from me as if I were crazy.

But I don't care. Because my happiness was clouding my judgment. I just fucking successfully got an S-Class armor with just one gold coin! This... Isn't it equivalent to giving it to me for free? I couldn't help but think about the greedy merchant.

"Heh, he thought that he can fool me. What an idiot! If he only knows the value of this. He would probably regret it for life" I looked at the armor with appreciation and chuckled at the Merchant's idiocy.

I estimated that this Armor would even reach a whopping price of 30,000 gold coins.

He probably thought that he struck it rich. Well, he fucking deserves this. He probably already conned a lot of people. A kind person would receive kindness, while evil would have a horrible ending.

At least, he gave me free armor. He did a good deed once in his life by selling it to me.

I found a quiet corner in the area. After making sure that the place is devoid of people. He activated his storage space. The armor vanished out of thin air as if it didn't even exist.

After taking care of this. I decide to return to the meeting place Albert and I agreed upon.

...

After Fein left... In the quiet corner, two pairs of crimson eyes were looking in the direction where he left. A glint flashed on the crimson eyes.

"Interesting," A chilly voice resounded throughout the area. The temperature decrease freezing even the smallest substances in the air.