Chapter 62: I’m Just One Character Away From Tall, Rich, And Handsome
“Can I take this much?” Anse laughed until his eyes narrowed. He handed the money bag to Brat, signaling him to count it for him.
“Not much, not much.” Tich saw that Anse was not dissatisfied, and his heart eased a bit. He had heard that this one was a bit petty and vengeful, so this money really could not be skimped on.
Compared to the money, they valued Anse himself more. As the organization in Faerun that loved causing trouble the most, no one understood the importance of people better than they did.
“In that situation last night, we could only sell to Waterdeep’s Magaster Family. There were not many in all of Silver Scale Bay who dared to take it. Although the loss was a bit big, there were no follow-up troubles…” he added.
Normally, a medium-sized sailing ship bareboat could sell for several thousand gold coins. 【Conch】 was damaged, but it still had so many muskets, cannons, and ammunition on it, and it was only sold for five thousand six hundred gold coins—a huge loss.
But if they went looking for buyers again during the day, there might be many unexpected troubles and obstacles.
“I understand, I understand.” Anse laughed.
“You left too early last night. The steward of the Magaster Family still wanted to meet you.” Tich took out a golden badge and placed it in front of him. “This is what he asked me to give you, a high-level membership badge of Waterdeep’s Noble Commercial Alliance.”
“What’s this thing for?” Anse took the badge and saw “Ashen Knight” and a string of numbers engraved on the back, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
“Trading items, reservations, accommodation, taking ships… it has many functions.” Tich thought for a moment, then handed him a silver badge. “This is a Songring Alliance badge. It can be used to exchange information and such. Take it; you might find it useful.”
Songring was an alliance composed of poets and adventurers, convenient for exchanging news, stories, and music. It was an outer organization of the Harpers.
“Thanks.” Anse knew there was a Songring tavern.
Tich did not directly invite him to join the alliance but gave him a badge convenient for getting around. This method was quite comfortable.
“Don’t mention it. If you have any matters, you can go to the Songring tavern in the city to find the Halfling owner. He can contact me.”
“Good.”
Tich patted Anse’s shoulder, stood up and left, his steps very light.
“Counted twice, it’s enough.” Brat returned the money bag to Anse, his expression emotional. “The Nahshival Family is probably going to be driven mad.”
“I’ve offended them anyway; I don’t care if they live or die.” Anse poured all the money into the bag of holding, then patted it with his hand, full of security.
There were more than three thousand gold coins in here—a huge sum. An ordinary worker could not earn this much in a lifetime.
Who wouldn’t have a stiff back with this much money in their pocket!
What’s more, he still had a bunch of loot that he had not sold. Thinking of this, he urged everyone to eat quickly. They might leave tomorrow, so today they had to deal with all the things and see if there were any good items.
The three finished eating hastily, returned to the room to pack their things, put them on Nolnos’s back, and headed straight to Silver Scale Trading Post.
Nolnos was still wearing that simple saddle. Yesterday Clara used a Moon Elf saddle, which was not quite suitable. For a build like Nolnos’s, it had to be custom-made by a specialist.
Silver Scale Trading Post was not far from Fishbone Pier. It was originally a large-scale market for fish catches and commodity trade, but it gradually evolved into a comprehensive trade zone, and even the major guilds had moved in.
After entering from the north gate, they saw a large open-air market right in front of them, selling everything: farm tools, fishing gear, crops, meat, medicinal materials, pets…
There was even a labor market in the corner, where any craftsmen or workers you wanted could be found, at prices half cheaper than usual.
What Anse and the others brought were muskets, weapon equipment, magical items, and the like, of course they could not sell here.
Further inside were rows of wooden houses, selling all sorts of miscellaneous things, but the characteristic was that they were all quite expensive, like artwork, precious jewelry, quality armor, weapons, magical items, etc.
In contrast to the outside, it was very quiet here. Although no one was stopping them, it was clearly divided, as if two worlds.
The three were not familiar with the environment and took half a day to find a wooden building flying Waterdeep’s flag.
“This is the place.” Anse put the membership badge on his wrist in a conspicuous spot.
Nolnos waited outside the door, and the few carried a pile of things inside.
The waiter at the door glanced at the badge on Anse’s wrist and showed a standard smile: “So it’s a distinguished guest of the Magaster Family. Please follow me to the second floor.”
“Isn’t this one shop?” Anse asked curiously.
“Sir, this is Waterdeep’s Noble Commercial Alliance. There are seven shops, belonging to different nobles…” The waiter was puzzled inwardly. There were only a few hundred golden membership badges, and the holders were all old customers. How could he not even know this basic knowledge.
The group arrived on the second floor, where they saw a spacious shop and dazzling array of goods, mainly medicines and weapon equipment. This was a bit strange, because the shop on the first floor also sold these things. He didn’t know how they balanced this internal competition.
Anse’s gaze fell on the ceiling, where dozens of square meters of roof were painted with oil colors forming a huge noble crest, filling it completely—blue background with white sails, adorned with silver spiral patterns. It was very shocking.
‘Impressive!’ he praised inwardly.
There were quite a few shop employees, but not a single customer.
A mustached middle-aged man saw Anse and his eyes lit up at once. He trotted over in small steps.
“Good morning, you three. I am the manager of this shop, Sidney. The steward said yesterday that a distinguished guest would definitely come today. I didn’t expect it to be Your Excellency Anse.”
“You know me?” Anse did not expect even a manager to call out his name directly.
“First time meeting, just a guess.” Sidney’s gaze lingered on Anse’s face for a moment, then immediately shifted away.
“Selling things.”
Anse and the others put the bundles on the ground, opened them, revealing a pile of muskets and weapons.
Sidney’s face immediately lit up with a smile: “Sell them all?”
“Yes.”
Sidney immediately called employees to tally the items, copying them one by one onto a list, and at the same time invited an old man from upstairs to specifically appraise the magical items.
“Muskets, 14, with heavy wear marks…”
“Leather armor, 6 intact, others still have repair value…”
“Weapons…”
After tallying more than a dozen ordinary weapons, Sidney rubbed his hands and began examining those magical items.
The wand of fireworks and wand of web from the Blue Flame Cult, ring of water walking, the necrotic bow and necrotic sword with curses attached, the unspoken sword from Amn’s captain, the enchanted leather armor from the slave ship captain, the magic greatsword from the bearded man first mate…
This magic greatsword was of common quality, but the material was hard and the workmanship solid, with no low value. Unfortunately, Brat was not used to using it and could only sell it.
Appraising magical items took longer. Anse sat to the side drinking tea, waiting quietly.
“Mr. Anse, please verify. You are a distinguished guest, so the prices are all at the highest.” After a long while, Sidney handed a list to Anse.
Anse took it and looked. It had a dense long list with names, quantities, evaluations, and estimates. At the bottom was a large total price.
3621 gold coins!
‘Hiss~’
He calmed his mood and checked the unit prices one by one.
A piece of ordinary leather armor was only worth a few gold coins, and ordinary weapons ranged from a few gold coins to thirty gold coins, which was reasonable. After all, a newly forged high-quality greatsword or longbow was only around 50 gold coins.
As long as it did not involve the word “magic,” it generally was not expensive.
What surprised him most was the flintlock muskets that did not look that strong and the matching gunpowder, a set at seventy-five gold coins!
