As he pushed open the door. It made a creaking sound. The shop wasn't well furnished. The smell of alcohol was lingering in the air.
'I knew he was a drunkard, but not to this extent.'
Luis turned to look at the display cases and the shelves. Only some cheap knives and swords were present. With one look, even a child could tell that these weapons were of poor quality or made of cheap materials.
When they saw no one was present at the counter, Jack gave a glance at Luis, then shouted. "Where's the shop owner?"
The awaited response didn't come. Jack frowned and once again shouted. "IS ANYONE HERE?!"
"Who the hell is disturbing my sleep?" An angry shout came from inside.
Soon a short bulky man of about 150 cm with pointy ears came out shouting curses. His appearance was a classic example of a drunkard. Messy hair and an unkept long beard, red eyes still hungover, and the reeking smell of alcohol.
'So this is the half-dwarf named Pietro.' Luis looked at him and wondered. 'How did this guy manage to make a magic sword for the protagonist? Though that magic sword wasn't that good, it was still made of some pretty good materials.'
Thinking of this guy's future, Luis couldn't help but sigh inwardly. After he meets with the protagonist and once his quest is completed, this guy climbs on the road to success and becomes a big figure in the future.
But now that Luis met him, his future has also become uncertain.
"Are you Pietro the blacksmith?" Luis walked over and asked calmly. Not minding Pietro's appearance in the slightest.
Pietro pointed his index finger at Luis and shouted. "Who the hell are you, brat?"
*Shing*
Don't know when Jack appeared beside Pietro, placing a blade on Pietro's neck, he said in his cold, emotionless voice, "If you don't want this head, then keep shouting."
*Gulp*
Pietro gulped nervously and immediately sobered up. He nervously looked at the sharp blade just a millimeter away from his neck.
He is a blacksmith. With a glance, he knew it was a magic sword. Moreover, the pressure Jack gave was too much for him and the terrifying killing intent made his legs go numb.
Although he is a D-rank awakened and pretty strong compared to normal people. But in his current situation, he may be beheaded before he could even struggle.
Jack coldly looked at him and said, "Next time, you act rudely in front of the young master. I'll take your head."
Under the terrifying pressure of Jack and the threat of a sword ready to chop his head anytime. Pietro was covered in a cold sweat as he nervously replied, "Y-Yes."
"Jack, let him go."
Luis' words were like the most beautiful melody in Pietro's ears at this moment.
Jack nodded and then removed the sword, keeping it back inside the mana bracelet.
Although Jack let him go. Pietro was still under a lot of pressure. As he sobered up under Jack's actions. He understood something clearly. These people in front of him are not something he should mess with.
'That man called him Young Master. Is it someone of high status?' Thinking of this, Pietro held back his nervousness and tried to act humble.
"Um, what can I do for you? Um, esteemed guests?"
Luis' expression was indifferent, and he gave off a noble temperament.
Now Pietro was certain that this person in front of him was someone important. But what made him confused was, why would such an important person come to his shop?
"You haven't answered my question yet?" Luis said indifferently, then continued coldly. "Are you Pietro the blacksmith?"
"Yes, yes," Pietro replied sheepishly.
Only when he heard Pietro's affirmative answer did Luis relax his cold expression.
"You don't have to be so nervous." Luis' words were comforting, but his tone was pretty bland.
Pietro felt like he was walking on thin ice. One misstep and he may die. So he didn't dare say anything carelessly. You ask him not to be nervous. How can he not?
But he only complained inwardly and showed an ugly smile, even uglier than his current appearance, which proved that he wasn't nervous in the slightest.
"I'm Luis Suarez, from the Suarez family of Tryston City."
Luis' introduction made Pietro's eyes widen. Only now he understood that he underestimated the identity of the person in front of him. He obviously knew about the Suarez family.
"Are you related to the Hero Henry?" Pietro asked excitedly.
"Yes, I'm his grandson," Luis replied calmly.
*Hiss*
Pietro sucked a cold breath. If he wasn't sober before, by now he would have been completely sobered up.
"I'm sorry for my rudeness earlier. I was drunk." Pietro immediately apologized for his earlier mistake.
Waving his hand, Luis said, "It's fine. This time I've come because of an important purpose."
When he heard that, Luis was talking about important business. Pietro perked his ears up and focused.
"I want to buy an emptied mine and I've heard no ores have been dug out of your mine for the last few years."
Hearing the purpose of Luis's visit, Pietro was stunned. He didn't expect the mine to be the reason.
His father was one of the dwarves who settled in this city after the great war. The mine and this blacksmith shop, both he inherited from his father.
Pietro's life was pretty good, and he managed to get some stable income using the smithing techniques he learned from his father.
But 10 years ago, slowly the quality of the Ores he mined started decreasing and a few years later, no more Ores started forming inside the mine.
Later he couldn't find any Ores and now the mine was nested by some monsters and beasts.
Since then, he wasted his years drinking alcohol.
He wanted to sell the mine, but no one wanted to buy an emptied mine which has no other productive feature.
Some people wanted to try their luck in purchasing, but the price they offered was too low for Pietro to accept.
Later, even when Pietro tried selling it at a low cost, no one wanted to buy it.
This made him even more depressed, and he spent the rest of his savings drinking cheap alcohol. But he was worried because he knew if this continued, his savings will be dried out within a few months.
So when Luis said that wanted to buy his mine, he couldn't help but be stunned.
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A.N. - Mines of this world are different from our world.