"Sir, are you interested in purchasing a half-elven female slave?
Our Merchant Association has recently trained a few, of exceptional quality. Would you like to inspect them?"
No sooner had Colin approached the entrance of the Windbell Commerce Association, than he was accosted by a peddler.
"I am here to meet someone."
"May I ask whom you seek?"
"A merchant named Cis. Do you know him?"
"Er... may I know the purpose of your visit to our Chairman?"
Colin raised an eyebrow. Surprisingly, the first Merchant Association he stumbled upon the slave market held the person he sought.
Moreover, the person whom Prince Okamoto introduced turned out to be the chairman of a rather large Merchant Association.
Seeing the suspicious look on the peddler's face, Colin took out the token bestowed to him by Okamoto.
The peddler accepted the badge, but the skepticism on his face did not recede, clearly he didn't recognize the token: "Please wait for a while, I will go and inquire for you."
