The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

“That’s your standard. Here, we count strictly by headcount. Whether knight or old man, it’s all the same.”

The dark mage triumphantly responded to my negotiation.

I narrowed my eyes and demanded.

“But there was no prior notice, right? One sack for four people is too excessive. It doesn’t even divide evenly with the people we brought.”

“Then seven people for two sacks. No more than that.”

When the dark mage spoke firmly, Baron Hawin nodded his head.

“Good, let’s do that.”

I glared at him in disbelief.

To be satisfied so easily. When he’s never even grown a single grain of wheat…

“Now, we brought knights to carry the wheat sacks too… Let’s finish this quickly. Ugh, I feel so disgusted I want to get out of this place fast.”

“Wait.”

I stopped Baron Hawin’s words and glared at the dark mage.

“You need to show us the wheat first. Where is there a law about trading without properly examining the goods?”

“Hah.”

The dark mage snorted. Then he turned to Baron Hawin and asked.

“Is this young lady your daughter? She’s quite bold.”

Before Baron Hawin could jump up and deny it, I struck first.

“Dahlia Hawin.”

There was nothing good about revealing my true identity here. That was also why I had put on the robe.

Fortunately, Baron Hawin also hurriedly nodded his head.

“Y-yes.”

He was worried that if they discovered I was of Riente Kingdom’s bloodline, the deal with Sebon might fall through.

“She’s my daughter. She’s been clever since she was young.”

Even though I had carefully wrapped myself in the robe, my eye color was still visible.

Fortunately or unfortunately, we both had light sky-blue eyes.

Baron Hawin boasted.

“My child is smart and meticulous.”

“But she seems a bit arrogant.”

“That’s true. I’m disciplining her, but it’s not getting fixed easily.”

Then the dark mage muttered in Sebon language.

“Asete kibana ayultakum… (That’s because the discipline is wrong…)”

I snorted and then answered the dark mage in Sebon language.

“Setene kibanata atom. Asiaki ataban. (I think so too. This man doesn’t know how to raise children properly.)”

The dark mage’s eyes widened.

He muttered in bewilderment.

“I guess what he said about being clever is true…”

“Hurry up and show us the wheat. You might have filled it with completely rotten wheat for all we know.”

The Dark Mage rolled his eyes for a moment.

“Suspicion is.”

The Dark Mage gestured to someone behind him. Soon after, that person left for the warehouse to get wheat sacks.

‘There’s wheat in that warehouse.’

I had obtained important information.

Warps were being activated here and there throughout the port.

Besides us, small boats were already being prepared in droves on the sea, as lords were coming in real-time to sell people.

‘The entire port has been taken over.’

I thought as I looked around.

Of course, Delfoben Port was a small and remote place.

‘They must have been letting in outsiders for a long time while driving out the natives one by one.’

After preparing so methodically, completely taking over when they were isolated due to the Monster Wave was no trouble at all.

‘I see there are no Western Natives here.’

People were gathered here and there, but the distinctive accent of the Western Region couldn’t be heard from a single place.

Baron Forman’s expression was also very dark, perhaps thinking similar thoughts to mine. After all, this was happening on his land.

Meanwhile, one Dark Mage came struggling with a wheat sack on his shoulder.

“Here. Check it out.”

I directly opened the wheat sack and examined the wheat.

‘This is wheat harvested last fall. The variety is…’

That’s when it happened.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”

“It’s an attack! It’s an attack!”

“It’s the Nogen Knight Order!”

I slowly raised my head.

Baron Forman’s Tracking Scent must have reached the nearest Knight Order.

‘Now’s the time!’

I quickly signaled to Wendy.

Wendy, who had been tied up with the intruders, quickly untied the knots on her wrists and removed her gag.

She instantly drew a dagger from her bosom and swiftly took down the Dark Mages who had been watching them.

“Ahhhhh!”

Wendy, who had dealt with the surroundings in an instant, untied the intruders’ knots and shouted:

“Now, capture Baron Hawin’s gang!”

After taking down the Dark Mages, Wendy immediately struck Baron Hawin on the head first.

Baron Hawin lost consciousness and collapsed on the spot.

“Over here!”

Naturally, the intruders all followed Wendy and rushed at Baron Hawin’s Knights.

My knights were too sturdy for them to rush at me, and they were swept up by Wendy’s command.

Moreover, it was Baron Hawin who had made the ‘decision’ to sell them out in the first place.

Of course, there was a reason for dealing with Baron Hawin and his knights first.

‘In unexpected situations, internal enemies are always the most troublesome.’

I had to quickly cut off their hands and feet before getting stabbed in the back.

Wendy tied up the unconscious Baron Hawin and Baron Hawin’s knights who had been captured without resistance.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Now… now…”

Her voice trembled with emotion.

“Now I can eat potatoes too…”

A few days ago.

Wendy had begged me to let her eat potatoes, saying she was sorry for what she had done.

“You trained alone while others were planting potatoes.”

I said coldly.

“You need to earn your keep through training time before I can lift the potato ban.”

So I had used Wendy as bait.

Being with the hostages would make it easier to eliminate the guards among them and help them escape.

Baron Forman had also been freed and was hiding behind Wendy, breathing heavily.

“Argh!”

Meanwhile, the dark mage who had been fighting me was panicking in confusion. He too seemed completely flustered by the sudden arrival of the Western Army.

“What the hell… damn it. We need to retreat for now.”

After saying a few words to his companions around him, he rummaged through his pouch. Then he handed me a note.

“Since the baron has fallen, I’ll deliver this to his daughter instead.”

I took the note in bewilderment.

He whispered in a lowered voice.

“Bring Brisa Sears.”

My eyes widened for a moment.

“The price is 50 sacks of wheat. Understand? Here’s the warp address.”

There was a reason I had been so flustered earlier when I said two people for one sack of wheat.

‘In the original story, the maids and I were worth 50 sacks of wheat.’

So I thought that was the market rate, but from what I heard, it wasn’t even half a sack per person.

And they said they’d pay by headcount regardless of whether they were old men or knights.

The price difference was far too large to simply be because I was high nobility. It meant there was some other reason.

‘They wanted to take me so badly they were willing to pay that much.’

I hid my confusion and asked calmly.

“Why Brisa exactly?”

“You don’t need to know.”

“But she’s innocent?”

“I suppose so.”

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to do something bad to that young girl?”

“That’s exactly what we always do… Ugh!”

The whispered conversation, kept quiet for fear of being overheard, ended just like that. Philip, who hadn’t realized I was talking with the Dark Mage, struck his head hard and knocked him down.

The other Dark Mage couldn’t come to help. The Western Knights had started dealing with those wearing white masks first.

Before long, the Western Knights began slaughtering the Dark Mages, and the port was in complete chaos.

In the midst of it all, I gripped the note tightly in my hand, feeling a sense of unreality.

‘Bring me? For 50 sacks of wheat?’

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