Smirking Merchant Novelas e Histórias

I was getting impatient and a little angry too, but I forced myself to remain calm. He was just a shrewd merchant trying to make a living. It wasn’t worth getting mad over a weak human. I took a deep breath. “How much are the dresses?” The merchant immediately brightened. “Miss, you have good taste!” I pointed toward the dresses displayed around the stall. “I’m taking everything.”

Smiling like the other ladies were. "What does he do for a living? What is he good at? What vocation is he dexterous in?“ "Is he a ferocious fighter with a wolf wilder than most? Can he protect you and your offsprings when you start birthing?" One of the ladies asked. One of the ladies asked enthusiastically. The young lady pretended to be coy and painful abashed for a moment before replying, "He is a merchant! He is a merchant in jewelry and he is a well to do member of our pack!“

a chubby merchant shouted angrily from the caravan. “Who's that pig?” Feng Shaotian asked. The chubby merchant's face flushed red in embarrassment, “who are you calling pig! Do you want to die?!”. “Oh.. sure. How will you do that? Let me see” Feng Shaotian said smiling brightly. The chubby merchant was speechless, he was only trying to scare this young man but it didn't end well. He can't determine Feng Shaotian's rank because he's not wearing any robe. He can only shut his mouth with a dark face.

The guard who asked that question was visibly angry. "My name is Simeon and that lady over there is my daughter," the merchant pointed ate as he was speaking. It was then I discovered that his name was Simeon. The other four merchants with us all kept quiet as their colleague was going through hell all because of me. I guess they were not as brave as Simeon or they could be scared after all, what importance am I to them? I guess that could be their reason for distancing themselves from the problem I had fallen in. Only Simeon and I were allowed to handle the problem.

The stalls were piled with two lanes, left and right. Now I have to find that crooked man. When I went through the busy crowd, it didn't take long for me to spot my target. He is calling out to passersby to buy his fresh fruits, but I knew it is only a decoy. "The moon is empty. (I need your masking spray.)" His busy eyes found mine, and he cowered; however, I got a glimpse of greed in his eyes. The hunchback merchant before me knew the code I used to say. He glared up and said,

Obviously, I was going to be the one to be blamed and they don't want to be straight forward with their words because I will not take it lightly. I listen intently, not uttering a single word since the blame hasn't been put on me yet, silently agreeing with their sentiments. "We were promised a spectacle, and now it feels like we've been cheated out of our entertainment." "It's that scheming merchant, isn't it?" A man, probably taskmaster suggests, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "He's the one who convinced us to come here in the first place." I nod in agreement, recognizing the merchant he's referring to. He's always had a knack for luring people in with promises of rare treasures and im

It was an hour of waiting, my expression was totally tired while my head keeps looking side by side. where is he? My eyebrows furrowed when an unknown man suddenly sat on the vacant chair in front of me while his lips are curving with a smile. "Who are you?" I asked. He chuckled before he removed his hat and lend me his left hand. "I am what they call, the merchant." I remained unfazed while staring at him with my ridiculous expression. A man in 20's with a pair azure eyes and black messy hair whizzing on the thin air from the window.

Is he actually enjoying the fact that he made someone earn less-? “Sir!” A voice says from behind us. Yohan doesn’t turn around, but he does look at me a smirk again on his face. “Sir!” I turn around slightly to see the merchant, his face red, close to tears. “Sir, this is too much, sir! Please take more, I can’t take this.”

"Damn it, I'm in trouble. I don't think these clowns are going to pay for it either." The shopkeeper points at Lucia and Clarisse, "how about those two? Aren't they with you?" Zane gasps… Lucia walks forward and drops exactly the amount told by the shopkeeper. She then says, "there you go, mister. Apologies, my master here is quite broke," Lucia kindly and gently said. The shopkeeper came to his senses and was surprised, "Lu-Lucia Monesy?! And...and Cla-Clarisse Krix?! The battlemage of Etheria and the knight of Esperia! A pleasure to meet you! I'm Grucius," the shopkeeper bowed.

I didn’t want to give them any idea that I wasn’t of this world, or that I had riches to splurge. “Hello, good sir,” a merchant suddenly approached me. “You look like you have some money to spare. Would you care to try some of my delicious tea? It’s directly made from the leaves of the Mountain of Falls.” “No, thank you. I’m just here to look around,” I politely declined. A few more steps forward when another merchant walked up to me. “Young man, might I interest you in some rare and antique jewellery? It will surely get the attention of any young lady,” she bribed as she gave me a sly smile.