I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

Chapter 373 & Chapter 374



Chapter 373 & Chapter 374



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Chapter 373 – The Future You Desire


“Hey… what’s going on?”


I wave my hand to signal the stiffened group to restart, but there is no response from anywhere. Even Myrril, who I was counting on, was staring at the ceiling with a suspicious look on her face. Is it because she doesn’t need to be on guard or because she has decided that the bullets won’t work on such a target?


Not knowing what to do, I point my finger at Lui beside me.


“Lui, is that pale old man Mead Heibern?”


“How rude! Mead-sama is our benefactor, and the Heibern family are our masters.”


Well, that may be the case for you, but it’s none of my business, and I don’t think I have any reason to interfere. First of all, you didn’t answer my question.


“Is that your master floating in the air?


“Yes, it seems that way, but we don’t know what Mead-sama is thinking.


I think it’s not only his thoughts that you don’t understand, but the ghost of Mead is also shaking his head with a troubled expression as if he heard Lui’s words. No, you can’t look at it like it’s someone else’s problem.


“Now is the time to repay our debt, and we risked our lives to do so.”


“Repaying your debt… I remember hearing that he tried to save the people of Surz, who were about to be wiped out by an epidemic. Did he succeed?”


“Since Mead-sama came to us, there have been no more deaths.”


That’s good to know. Mead Heibern is the head of the Heibern Trading Company. If that’s the case, I don’t think it would be too difficult to get medicine and doctors… but something doesn’t feel right. In fact, if this keeps up, we’ll never get anywhere. If I can’t get answers from anyone else, the only person left to ask is the person himself.


“Hey, Old Man Ghost. Why did you come back as a ghost? Do you need anything from anyone?”


When I called out to him, the ghost of Mead’s face crumpled up, and he smiled like an old faithful dog.


“Hey brother, thanks for saving me. Can you see me? I seem a little different from the others.”


“Just answer the question. I have no idea what’s going on.”


“Oh, that’s right. I have something to say. I’ve been calling out to everyone for a while now, but no one is listening.”


Everyone around me seems to be uncomfortable with the fact that I’m talking to a ghost. Even their reactions to the conversation are strange. From the looks of it, Mead’s words don’t seem to be reaching them.


“Oh… I see. That’s why they’re frozen.”


“That’s right. Brother, do you know why?”


Myrril looks at me and seems to be trying to communicate something. She seems to want to know what the strange phenomenon on the ceiling is. From what I’ve heard from Mead, it seems that no one but me can see him.


“Yoshua, what is that? And who are you talking to?”


“Mead. The chairman of the Heibern Trading Company… I mean, the former chairman? How was our conversation overheard by Myrril?”


“Yoshua’s voice is the same as always. The person who answers you doesn’t sound like a human voice. All I can hear is the sound of wood rubbing together.”


“What about the appearance?”


“I can tell there is a presence, and I can hear the creaking of the ceiling, but that’s about it.”


Lui, the people of Surz, and the members of Battle Cry all nodded.


I see. I think I understand. So the language that was spoken was the language of my former world, huh? I guess the automatic translation stops when you die…


“Hey, old man, you’re a summoned person, right?”


“You’re a summoned person, too, right?”


“Yes, and I’m a merchant like you. I’ve somehow managed to survive thanks to my ability to deal with black market merchants. I can get anything from weapons and ammunition to trailers, tanks, and rocket launchers.”


I tried to blow my own trumpet, but Mead’s face didn’t show any surprise. That’s right, Simon said. His father’s generation also dealt with clients who were summoned to the afterlife. The client died after being eaten by a monster, and the final deal was to send the body back to his hometown in exchange for all his possessions. I have no proof or context for this, but I ask Mead.


“Could it be that… you are the former business partner who was attacked and killed by the monster?”


Chapter 374 – Dance Your Dreams


“I think it was me. My carriage was attacked by an earth dragon, and I gave him all the money I had at the time and asked him to bury me in the soil of my hometown.”


As I thought. It was just a hunch, but I had a strange feeling. For example, the generosity with which he gave away the “medicine for the epidemic” that no one in this world had ever heard of, or the way he parted with his money, the way he was when he retired, the style of the house, the design of the furniture and furnishings that I hadn’t seen anywhere else in the world. But that was just an afterthought. I had no real reason to be convinced. He wasn’t Japanese but didn’t seem to be from this world either. If I had to say, he looked Hispanic?


“You mean the previous owner, Misha, right?”


“Sorry, I don’t know his name. I’ve never met him. This Misha isn’t a woman, is he?”


It sounds feminine, but I don’t know the gender of foreign names. He was named after a bear cub, but I can’t remember if he was male or female. [T/n: I don’t really understand this one.]


“He was a man. He let his close friends call him Misha, but his real name was Mikhail. He’s a big guy with a beard, a bald head, and a big belly.”


Hmm. If Simon’s father were like that, maybe Simon would be bald in the future.


“The guy I’m dealing with is called Simon, and he’s about thirty years old. I don’t know how many years have passed in the other world since you died.


When asked to describe Simon’s physical appearance, Mead thinks for a moment and tilts his head.


“I don’t remember seeing him, but I think Misha had a son. He looked like his mother, with thin features… I see, Misha’s shop was taken over. Did he die?”


“I haven’t heard, but I think so.”


Anyway, back to the main topic. Yeld, who had been lying on the floor, began to tremble. His face was completely white, and his lips were purple. His eyes were unfocused. He looked mentally unstable, but his body was at its limit.


“Finish what you came for first. If you have something to say to Yeld or Lui, I’ll relay it for you.”


“I have no money or treasure left and no regrets or grudges against anyone. Will you tell them to be happy?”


“Huh?”


Well, if he wants me to tell them, I’ll tell them. But if there is no treasure, then it doesn’t matter. But…


“Then why did you come out?”


“I didn’t come out, brother. I just couldn’t go anywhere else.”


“What? But… you know, you sent your body over there.”


“Yeah, that’s right. And I thought that would be the end of it. But my soul or spirit or whatever is still here, and it’s just the same. I don’t know what to do.”


“I don’t know.”


If he wants to be at peace, maybe we could do something like a cleansing spell or something? But the old man said he had no regrets or grudges.


“Don’t you want to do something about Heibern’s family problems?”


“I told my daughter and son to live as they please. I gave them a reasonable amount of money before I died. I don’t know what happened after that, but I’m sure they’ll be fine.”


It seems that the son is not well, but I’m not sure if I should tell him that.


“What about your granddaughter? I heard she was trying to revive the Heibern family and had taken over as head of the family?”


Mead laughed with a troubled expression and shook his head.


“That’s the way she wants to live. I won’t force her and don’t want to stop her. But I’m grateful that you stopped that idiot over there. It’s no wonder that Agania’s daughter has such terrible taste in men.”


“Agania?”


“My wife. She was eaten by the earth dragon along with me. I feel bad about it, but I haven’t seen her since, so I think she made it safely to heaven.”


There was no reaction beyond, “Is that so? He was a strange old man, somehow aloof and elusive.


“As for Surz, I helped them because it was an opportunity. I don’t want them to feel indebted to me, so it’s okay if they forget about it. Forget me and live well…”


After saying that, Mead thought for a moment and tilted his head.


“What’s wrong?”


“Sorry, but can you lend me some money?”


What’s that? I’ve never seen a ghost ask for money before. Well, actually, this is the first time I’ve ever seen a ghost.


“Sure, but what are you going to do with it?”


“That’s for me to know. No, that’s not what I mean. The Surz people I saw were living in terrible conditions on the frontier. They were being trampled and robbed by both the Empire and the Kingdom, and it was fate that made me want to do something about it.”


I thought he was going to say something like, “I saved them from the epidemic, didn’t I?” I’ve never been there, so I only have a vague picture of it, like an Indian reservation.


“I only helped halfway, and then I died in the middle, so I thought they might be in trouble.”


“I don’t know the details, but they were used as decoys in the battle against the Imperial Army, so I guess they were probably treated no differently.”


“Well then, brother, you should help them out. There’s money buried in the basement of this mansion, in the north wall, so you can have it in exchange.”


There is treasure, isn’t there? It must have shown on his face. Mead laughed.


“It’s dollars. Only you can use them.”


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