Chapter 96: Chapter 96: Selling ''Swords'' is Not as Good as Selling Services


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    "Hahaha, it''s been a long time, Lord Demon Blood. Last time I saw you, you were just a Spirit Monster, and now you''ve become a hero. It''s truly a cause for celebration." Molik Copperbeard, the dwarf, had come with a caravan to Qin Muye''s territory, and upon seeing Demon Blood patrolling, his tone carried warmth, devoid of any past resentment or impatience.


    Yet, Demon Blood just glanced at him and said, "If it isn''t Mr. Molik, indeed, it has been a long time."


    At this moment, their positions had completely reversed. Whether in terms of strength or status, Demon Blood was far superior to Molik, and he was quite unsatisfied with Molik''s previous attitude. However, since Molik had come to deliver resources, it wouldn''t be good to show too much displeasure, so he adopted a strictly business-like demeanor.


    But Molik was a merchant, his character honed to be extremely smooth, and he didn''t care about Demon Blood''s attitude. He leaned in closer, pulled a purse from his bosom, and stuffed it into Demon Blood''s embrace: "A small token, Lord Demon Blood."


    "A small token? What do you mean by that?" Demon Blood rolled his eyes, clearly uninterested.


    For them, Spirit Monsters, money, beauty, and food were utterly useless. They were beastly folk, not proper living creatures. Moreover, the territory didn''t even have an economic system. If they wanted something, they could just report and take it from the Supplies Warehouse-usually, as long as it didn''t involve a Divine Artifact, they could get their hands


    on it.


    "Just a gesture, a little gesture."


    Although Demon Blood pushed it back, Molik once again stuffed it over.


    "It''s just a small favor, hoping Lord Demon Blood could introduce me to the Lord. After all, we are old acquaintances," Molik said, taking advantage of the moment after the purse was accepted to make his request.


    "The master is busy. If you need something, go see Black Hand; he''s the housekeeper, not me." Demon Blood accepted the gift but had no intention of doing the work.


    If he dared to bring Molik to Qin Muye, there would only be one outcome-he would surely be left with only a breath left by Tian Qi.


    Unless Black Hand, the Governor, had important matters to report, otherwise, no one would disturb Qin Muye''s experiments.


    The internal social relationships among the Spirit Monsters were centered around Qin Muye; they cooperated sincerely towards a common goal, but that didn''t mean they were particularly close. If someone dared to step out of line, their punishment wouldn''t be any lighter than that for an enemy. At most, they would be left breathing so that Qin Muye could pass judgment.


    Beastly folk were not a normal type of Magic Creatures.


    "This..." Molik was taken aback. Why accept a gift if you''re not going to do the work?


    But he didn''t dare to say it out loud, as that would reveal his lack of tact.


    "So, where is Black Hand?" Seeing the situation, Molik was somewhat helpless. He had come all this way; he couldn''t just turn back around.


    As a representative of the Dwarf Clan, he naturally wanted the ''sword'' known as Crimson Invasion, whose power everyone had witnessed. Without one, anyone would clearly be at a disadvantage compared to others.


    Of course, the price would certainly not be cheap, but as long as he could buy one, many problems would be solved.


    Moreover, the attitude he had shown to Qin Muye in the past might now become a negative


    impression.


    ''All heaven-gifted Lords are a bunch of monsters.'' Molik couldn''t help feeling bitter. Since the emergence of heaven-gifted Lords, the entire Magic Continent had changed.


    The True Dragon Emperor is powerful and extremely overbearing, Wang Junzi has eerie abilities and is among the Undead, and the demon-subduing layman has a kind fac?ade but a malicious heart, commanding troops composed of demons and fiends. Besides, the other surviving heaven-gifted Lords are not good people either, like this one who effortlessly erased Silver City from the map.


    Who knows what kind of monsters are hiding among the other heaven-gifted Lords, ready to give them—the indigenous people—a fright.


    ...


    "Thank you very much, Lord Blackhand. I hope we can continue to trade next time," Molik finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn''t received any special treatment.


    But the price was indeed steep; fortunately, it was still within an acceptable range for the


    Dwarf Clan.


    "Mr. Molik, you have purchased the Crimson Invasion outright, but as for the follow-up


    service, it can only be paid for annually," Blackhand suddenly said.


    This caused Molik to be somewhat puzzled, "Service? What service?"


    "Of course, it''s various services like maintenance, care, and preservation of the Crimson Invasion," Blackhand explained.


    "You don''t really think it''s over once you''ve bought it and brought it back, do you? This was created from the Red Wind Calamity. Without the corresponding maintenance and care services, any external stimulus could lead to internal instability, and if it explodes, I think Silver City has already demonstrated the consequences for you, Mr. Molik." "Besides, there''s also a need for a specialized preservation mechanism to prevent the energy


    from leaking out."


    "Energy leakage isn''t a major issue; the real danger is the slight energy seepage causing lifeforms to contract Crimson Disease. As of now, aside from inside our own territory, no other powers have this specialized technology."


    "Furthermore, if you, Mr. Molik, purchase a ten-year service package in one go, for the next decade, we''ll offer you a 5% discount on our entire range of Crimson System armaments and even give you a batch of new weapons each year."


    "Mr. Molik, you surely don''t want the Dwarf Clan to be killed on the battlefield by other people using Crimson armaments."


    Molik felt somewhat shaken by Blackhand''s words-what kind of a merchant extorts you like this? So it turns out you not only have to buy services, but also future weapons?


    What, do you intend to become the biggest arms dealer on the entire Magic Continent? "I''ll buy it, ten years'' worth. How many resources will that cost?" With gritted teeth, Molik


    accepted the situation. The other party had him cornered, no wonder the initial cost of the Crimson Invasion was so low; the real expense was calculated for later.