Craftsman Cheat System
Chapter 43 - Not As Planned

Clay smiled happily at the look on the faces of the frowning merchants filled with regret.

"Why are you guys quiet? Do I need to ask Trumb to count this money?"

The slave traders finally approached and immediately took the 5,000 Gold bag.

"No... Not necessary. Let us count the numbers ourselves." Said one of the slave traders.

"But-but... Where did this money come from? What was that blue light?" Guess one of the other slave traders.

"Really... I used the storage ring." Clay answered, pointing out his index finger, who was now wearing a ring.

The ring Clay is currently using is an ordinary ring he got from Vargus' fortune, but Clay admits it is a storage ring to trick everyone.

Finally, the slave traders counted the amount of Gold that Clay had given and it turned out that the number was indeed 5,000 Gold.

"Really... This is a total of 5,000 Gold." Said one of the slave traders.

At the same time as the wrong speech of the merchant, it now seemed that everyone other than Guild members were astonished by Clay's wealth.

They had all never seen that someone would dare to spend this much money to buy slaves.

Although for the people of the upper class of 5,000 Gold this was quite a lot, but they had never spent that much money for the sake of buying slaves.

The upper class people in this Grandle kingdom, usually only bought 1-5 slaves and the price was not up to 500 Gold. But now the merchants are shocked by Clay, a teenage boy who spent 5,000 Gold just to buy slaves.

Everyone was surprised because basically 5,000 Gold could be used to buy a mansion that was very large and spacious.

Or it can also be used to survive by living simply for 25-30 years.

After the slave traders finished ascertaining the amount of money, Clay said. "Then leave them to me."

"Good, sir. But what's your name?" Now the slave traders who were originally arbitrary to Clay, now they also began to be polite and respectful to Clay.

"Hm, why do you want to know my name? Just leave it up what's the trouble?" Answer Clay who began to be uncomfortable with the change in the attitude of the trader.

"It's not so, sir... If I don't know your name, how can I give up and transfer the property of the slaves?"

Clay was surprised. "Huh!? How mean? Have you made them all slaves?"

"Really, sir. If we hadn't made them slaves in the first place... They're all gonna kill themselves."

Clay was speechless, his eyes looking like they were daydreaming, his palms clenched tightly, while speaking inwardly. "Damn!! Damnit damnit!! Damnit damnit!! I didn't know they made them slaves first... Though my intention, to buy them all, then release them in order to reunite with his family!! If so, it's the same... They will forever remain bound by the shackles of slaves! I thought they were just caught and tied up, waiting for a buyer and then just doing a slave master contract... But it turns out I was wrong!"

Clay does not know the system of buying and selling slave traders in this world, because before he had never bought slaves at all and this is the first time Clay bought slaves.

After seeing Clay speechless for a few seconds, the slave trader again said to Clay as he waved his palm at Clay's gaze. "Master... Signore... Are you okay?"

Clay was again surprised, now he realized and refocused. "Ah, yes. I'm fine."

"Who's your name, sir?" Ask the slave merchant once more.

"Clay's... Clay Valonia's." Clay was silent for a moment after mentioning his name, then he said again. "But I want to make them family slaves... Not a private slave! Remember that! family slave."

"family boy? Alright... Means over mom Valonia? Aren't we?"

"Yes right."

"All right, Mr. Clay... We'll transfer the rights to the slave contract on behalf of the Valonians." Said one of the slave traders.

"Maybe we should do the transfer of this slave contract simultaneously to make it faster and not take much time." Said one of the other slave traders.

"Yes. Faster is better." Answer Clay who is now feeling weak because his plan to free the Demi-human race has failed.

"All right then... We'll start the process."

The transfer process is exactly the same as Clay did with Vargus.

Black fog, the pain suffered by the slaves and the change of the tattoo symbol on the chests of the slaves was also exactly the same.

It's just that what makes it different is just a spell that previously called the name Clay, now in change to the Valonia family.

During the process, many of the slaves were unable to endure the pain and eventually fell unconscious.

A few minutes passed, the process of transferring 90 slaves was completed.

Now the 90 slaves of the Demi-human race are fully owned by the Valonians.

The emblem tattoo of a slave on their left chest had now changed to Valonia, just like the members of the Black Dragon Guild.

After everything was finished, now the five slave traders said goodbye to leave the inn immediately.

"Mr Clay... We don't have any more business here... We're clearance from here."

"Yes, okay. Thank ye... If you have any more slaves or have any acquaintances selling slaves, you can find me or the Black Dragon Guild... I'll definitely buy them."

"Good, sir."

Eventually the slave traders left the inn.

After they all left, Clay took 50 Gold and gave it to Trumb in exchange for the work they had previously agreed upon.

[Successfully withdrawing as much as 50 Gold.]

[Right now your money balance is 7,950 Gold 0 Silver 0 Copper.]

"Trumbs... Here's your pay." Said Clay while giving away the 50 Gold.

Trumb received a bag of money Clay gave him with both hands shaking, he did not expect that he would get paid as much as 50 Gold.

"But sir... Is this not too much? This... 50 Gold's... This much money, is like my salary as a city guard for 10 years."

"Is that less?" Ask Clay with a friendly smile.

"Ti-no sir... Even this is too much. Thank you, Mr. Clay... Thank you." Thank you." Trumb replied as he lowered his body towards Clay as a sign of his gratitude.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, I also permit your farewell sir."

"Yes go."

Finally, the slave merchant and the city guards left the inn.

While with Clay, he was now approaching the members of the Black Dragon Guild.

"From now on, they're all your family."

Those Clay was referring to were the 90 slaves he had just obtained.

"Okay, young master."

Again Clay took out as much as 50 Gold and gave it to the Guild members.

"For now, I want you to take good care of them... Buy them some clothes and some food with this money."

"Good, sir."