Apocalypse After

Common Merchant

Without feeling it, time just passed. Winter is gone, spring and the new year is coming.

At the turn of the year, a wave of ferocious beasts returned. It was quite devastating, but due to everyone's careful preparation, those difficult times were successfully passed.

The 7th, the 1st month, the 401st year of the Black Moon Calendar.

After the situation subsided, everything returned on their respective paths. In Shelter 1, many people had been doing their daily activities as usual. Either the officers on patrol, the merchants peddling their wares, or the free hunters who started going back outside the shelter.

At night, something unusual happened in District 3. More precisely, in the wrong shop of the Ervens Family, one of the big families in Shelter 1.

In the special room where they usually received guests, there were three people.

Two people sat opposite each other, while the last one stood.

On one hand, there appeared a young man in his early twenties. He had wavy black hair and slightly pale skin. The parasites looked handsome, the kind of cold young master who looked quite dazzling.

Behind him, there appeared a thin middle-aged man. He wore clothes like a free hunter, two curved swords hanging on either side of his waist. However, the man had more disciplined behavior, even quite similar to a knight.

On the other hand, there was a mysterious figure in black clothes. Whether it was clothes, weapons, robes, even the mask was black. However, in that simple-looking mask there was only one hole to look at .. and a dark red iris watched the two men from behind the mask.

“Jadi ... Mr V, right? I was impressed with your courage. Not only did you barge into the Ervens Family place, but you also asked me to do something very inappropriate.” The man's eyes narrowed. “Are you not afraid of being arrested and imprisoned?”

Hearing the man's words, V suddenly pinched his chin. After a while, he said in a flat voice, but it was indistinguishable whether male or female.

“You won't do that, Mr. Damian. Moreover, even if doing so, with your strength .. stopping me is impossible.”

His voice was very flat, but how V spoke as if revealing facts made the man named Damian feel uncomfortable. He can't feel anything at all. Clearly, the cloaked figure was in front of him, but he could not sense the air of his existence.

‘At least level 3? Or maybe level 2 with special abilities?’

Some thoughts came into Damian's head. After a long sigh, he looked towards Alexander (V) then asked in a serious tone.

“Why did you choose me?”

Alexander who was pinching his chin did not immediately reply. After hanging up Damian's curiosity for a while, he spoke calmly again.

“Other families are not suitable to do this job. The Ervens were a family that handled civil affairs. With the ability of the family, falsifying identity and entering new data does not matter, right? After all, it was not the identity of a large or famous family.

I could have chosen someone else, but it was less efficient. Of the three patriarchal sons of the Ervens Family, you are the most suitable.

Your sister is a new adult and has no ability to do so. While your brother has more power, but I don't want to deal with such a person. Only you, Damian Ervens, the second son of the patriarch is fit to be chosen.”

When getting an honest answer from Alexander, Damian was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled while scorning himself.

“I've guessed. You picked me because I was the next unpopular family patriarch candidate. Even considered less promising than my silly sister. However, is there something I want to ask?” damian.

“Say,” Reply Alexander.

“Because I also want to see the light,” replied Alexander directly and firmly.

“You mean-“

“To live in a comfortable place, walk freely in front of everyone, or open my own business, I need that identity. Yes ... as simple as that.” Alexander propped up his chin. “I could have arranged for another family to do so. Only, they can only create the identity of ‘fake’ because it is not in the civil data archive. The Ervens are different. With your help, I can get the ‘asli’ identity I want.”

“Until require original identity ..” Damian's expression became increasingly serious. “What are you really after?”

“Really, nothing special.” Alexander shrugged his shoulders.

“You need a real identity, that means you want to get involved more deeply with Shelter 1 affairs. That fact is no longer undeniable!” Realizing that he was too emotional, Damian immediately calmed down. “Already, it has nothing to do with me. Right, right?”

“It's nice to talk to smart people like you. Take it easy, I won't try to do anything to the detriment of you or the Ervens. Allow me a price that is less high?” alexander said before glancing at the table before the two of them.

On the table, there were some neatly lined herbs. Although not a very rare herb, but this herb is still quite valuable. At least it is considered very profitable because it can get all that by just writing some documents and putting them into the archive.

Even so, Alexander was slightly amazed at the cautious Damian. Although it looks trivial and ordinary tasks, but the effect of the chain caused is unknown. So that caution is still very good.

“The price is obviously sincere. However, are you really trustworthy?” ask Damian with narrowed eyes.

Hearing Damian's words, Alexander immediately understood what the man meant.

Alexander instantly opened his hood, displaying a somewhat messy silver-colored hair that looked unique and easily recognizable. He then took off the black mask and put it on the table. Showing the face of a handsome man with pale complexion. A black blindfold covered his right eye, and an indifferent (somewhat cynical) smile hung over his lips.

The appearance of a handsome man, but like a b-son who likes to play the heart of women makes Damian surprised. Not because of his good looks, but Alexander's very young age. At least the same, even younger than him.

Feeling my eyes like rubies staring at him, Damian straightened his back.

“Good. Because you trust me so much, so I will accept this job. I try to trust you and keep your promise. So, please don't forget that promise,” Demian said.

“Understood,” reply Alexander ala perfumery.

“Last question,” Damian stared right into Alexander's eyes. “Who are you really?”

Hearing the question, Alexander stood up. He bent his body, having the pose of a noble who was introducing himself.

“Include, my name is Faust Vermillion.”

Alexander raised a little of his face, then smiled lightly.

“A regular trader.”

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