The King of Merchant... Number Two

The group of merchants that approached me was quite large. But according to the average merchant group in this world, their group was small. There was one large carriage followed by three smaller ones.

When the night came, we didn't talk much.

We slept in our respective tents.

I acted as if I was wary of them because I was alone. Meanwhile, they were probably curious why I was traveling alone. So there wasn't much exchange of words.

Now the sun had been rising again, signaling a new day to start new things.

As soon as I stepped out of the tent, I saw the activity of the porters who were busy running around. Some were feeding the horses, and others were starting to summarize the tents.

The person I guessed to be the leader of the group sat down while eating dried meat. Seeing me come out of the tent, he came over to me.

"Did you sleep well?"

He asked me with a friendly smile.