Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

True to their plan, The Black Company did not linger for much in the Qoven Empire. Although their leader was not a coward but that did not mean that he was delusional about his strength.

Sword Master Zak knew that he wouldn't even last a single trick against that bloodthirsty pig, much less against the master who commanded such a monster.

Thus, the last of their kind left the shores of this continent after less than 2 months since their call for departure.

Their harvest had netted them 90 million souls and that was more than enough to give them a big payday upon their return to Tehora.

"Have the products arrived safely?" Sword Master Zak asked his assistant. There were only two of them who had yet to leave this place.

At their backs was a giant portal that took the guise of a vertical black hole.

"Yes, master." The assistant replied meekly.

"Then it's time for us to go home." Sword Master Zak took a deep breath and turned around to walk through that giant hole in the background.

His assistant followed him quickly and before long, the last portal slowly vanished in the place.

"DING!" Two figures materialized on a huge platform. From here, they could see an ocean of people in metal chains.

This was of course the harvest that the Black Company had earned for themselves.

"What are you going to do to us?!"

"Where is this place?!"

"Please let us go!"

"I want to go home!"

"PLEASE!" The captured people of the Qoven Empire cried and pleaded but alas, all their laments fell on deaf ears.

Not a few around them even looked at their demise with grins and mocking eyes. It did not need telling that some had taken joy in other's misfortune.

"Take care of our goods and feed them well. We don't want any of them to get sick before they are delivered. Also, do another head count. I shall see you again once I come back."

Sword Master Zak said to his assistant.

"Consider it done, master!" The assistant bowed in understanding. He continued to take this pose until he could not anymore see the armored figure of Sword Master Zak.

"Master should have been happy with this rich harvest but why doesn't he appear to be so?" The assistant muttered.

Nevertheless, he did not linger to sate this curiosity since he had many things to do today.

* * *

Inside Sword Master Zak's study, he was carefully writing a letter. It read:

"A native magical being found."

"Power – Unknown but believed to be stronger than a full armored warrior."

"This native magical being could easily slaughter a thousand semi armored warriors."

"Complete portal imprints are available."

"Price – 100,000,000 Blood Stones."

Sword Master Zak reviewed his writing three times and edited them at the same number until he was satisfied with the outcome.

He priced the information at 10 million bloodstones first then 50 million and lastly stopped at the hefty amount of 100 million blood stones. This was only his asking price.

There was no doubt in his mind that those interested parties would come and bid for lower prices that the original. Thus, it was good to overprice it at first.

After that, Sword Master Zak sent a fast rider to deliver this letter towards the city of Pale.

"Now I got that out of the way, it's time for me to count my blessings!" Sword Master Zak finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been many years since he got home in Black Company City. He planned to be lazy for several years before he would take another job of that kind.

Three days later, Sword Master Zak was seen checking a thick stack of documents on his table.

From the more than 90 million people he sold to the warlock who ordered the job, he was given 10 blood stones for each item.

This has earned him and his men more than 900,000,000 blood stones! Although this was a huge gain in paper but the reality was very much different.

One should know that all this income would not solely land on Sword Master's big hands alone. He got a myriad of mouths to feed after all.

First and foremost, the warriors who had come with him in the journey.

Thus, Sword Master Zak got busy with allotting the money to where they rightly belonged and was lost in this tedious work of income management.

Because of his extreme focus, he did not even notice that a bright corner of his study had become shadowed all of a sudden. The uninvited visitor did not move for quite some time.

This one was a patient predator it seemed.

"Finally done!" Sword Master Zak exclaimed and stretched his back on his chair. He might have taken at least 6 hours in dividing this epic loot alone.

"I can see that you have gained quite a lot in your recent expedition, Sword Master. I congratulate you and your men."

At this time, the uninvited guest finally made his presence known. It took 3 steps closer and its figure was shrouded in an indecipherable cloak. Only the visitor's bony hands could be seen.

"BANG!" The chair dropped in a striking sound as Sword Master Zak suddenly stood up to greet his honored guest.

"This humble sword master greets you, enlightened one!" Zak bowed low. This person was either a shaman or warlock but their distinction did not matter.

All he knew was that he would die if he was a little bit disrespectful today.

"I hear that you have had a very nice adventure as of late. Tell me all about it. Sit." The enlightened one said and motioned a finger thereafter.

"BANG!" The fallen chair rose up in order to arrange itself once more behind the sword master. The latter could of course not disobey.

Sword Master Zak sat and began his tale. He did not omit one word of truth in his telling.

* * *

Two hours later, Sword Master Zak found himself swimming in countless bags of blood stones. The enlightened one chose to reward him for his information.

This was 100,000,000 blood stones! But since the greed of man was bottomless, Zak could not help but think at this time.

"Should I have priced it much higher?" It took a long long time for Sword Master Zak to decide whether he had taken a loss in the exchange.