The Useless 8th Prince

Businesslike

After Ciel spent time with Ariana, sitting back and looking at the stars, the two returned to the Northern Palace. The young man thought that all the guests had returned because they all also had villa properties located in the Royal Capital.

But Ciel was wrong. There was still a figure waiting for him to return. If it was his family, he wouldn't be surprised. The problem is, that person is not his family at all. Let alone family, Ciel didn't even know him.

The handsome man had bluish-black hair, his irises were sky blue. The man looked handsome, roughly 17 to 18 years old. Approaching Ciel, he bowed politely.

Behind him was a tall girl with an athletic body. Even Ciel lost high and the young man in front of him was also only as tall as the girl's shoulder. The skin is dark brown, has the same hair color and iris. Perhaps more like the appearance of the Amazoness in the legends of Ciel's previous life. Only, here they are not legends.

The girl was from the Barbarian Abyssal Race. An inland tribe consisting of women in its tribe. Stranger thing, all Abyssal Barbarians are women. They marry men of other races to have offspring. Totally similar to the Amazoness legend from Ciel's previous life.

Ciel's eyes narrowed when he saw the two. The man who looked like a noble was a level 2 demon. While the dark-skinned woman behind him was acting like a bodyguard .. a level 4 (early) demon.

It also seems to have not been up to level for long. Maybe ... Her strength is on par with Elena's.

“Include, my name is Savian Raevern. My bodyguard is named Arla. Nice to meet you, Prince Luciel.”

“Happy to meet you. Raevern ... Southern Duke family?” ask Ciel.

“True.” Savian nodded while smiling slightly. “I am the 3rd son of Duke Raevern.”

“Ah! I almost forgot. Please sit,” said Ciel let the two people in front of him sit.

They were both in the living room. Ciel who sat on the sofa then looked towards Ariana. “You go back and rest first.”

“Good, Dear.”

Staring at Ariana who left the room, Ciel then turned his head towards Savian.

“Then ... what does Duke Raevern's 3rd son look for from someone like me?” Ciel raised the corner of his lips.

“I know Prince Luciel doesn't like pleasantries. Moreover, it's already so night. I'm sorry if I insist on visiting at a time like this.

My goal to come here is ... to do business.”

“Business? With someone like me?” Ciel chuckles.

“Actually ... I originally came here just for formality. But after seeing the gift you gave to Prince Alexander.

I was planning to open a business. But I am also confused because I do not have many unique products. While the product is good, I find it difficult to get a cheaper supply.

When I saw you, I remembered that now you are the owner of a region that is famous for being fertile and rich. I don't think you've opened your own business either. So ... I am trying to offer this proposal.”

“Making business together, huh?” ask Ciel.

“True.” Savian nodded firmly. But Ciel realized that the young man in front of him was nervous.

“Open a joint trading company. If I may know ... how many shares will I receive in that company?”

“As long as you supply enough, 25% .. no, you can get 30% shares of the company. All profits will be shared at the end of each season.”

“Interesting .. but I think you're less sincere. Also, your plan is still a lot of loopholes.”

“You mean?” Savian looked confused.

“It ..”

“I'll give you advice as well as a price,” said Ciel with a smile on his lips. He then raised his hand and showed five fingers. “I want 50% shares. Instead, all the products that we will sell .. I will give stock. Of course not free, but I will sell cheaper than when selling to other traders.”

“Isn't that excessive, Prince Luciel? Suppose you sold an item for 10 gold coins, and I managed to sell it for 15 gold coins. After deducting the miscellaneous cost of 1 gold coin, the remaining profit of 4 gold.

You still got 2 gold, while I also got 2. That is if I don't sell any more shares. I think ... it's a bit excessive and only benefits you.”

“Hehehe .. turns out you are smart and not afraid.” Ciel nodded. He then showed four fingers. “I want 40% ... This is already the lowest price.”

“But-”

“In addition to the need for better quality food and large quantities. I will also start selling potion.”

Savian's expression suddenly changed. Potion is one of the important needs. Many markets and goods are more in demand. Not only were nobles in need, commoners or mercenaries were also in dire need of such a thing to practice.

Many nobles tried to raise aspiring Alchemists, but the cost was expensive and many failures. So ... Unless the one with the strong determination and the thick wallet, they chose to give up. After all, not everyone like Ciel.

“Of course it is only a low level potion, Although the quality is good, it can only be used up to level 2 demons. Middle class demons do not need to buy it.” Ciel added.

“Every month or ... every season you will sell?” ask Savian.

“I will sell every 4 weeks or one month. I make sure it's good quality. While the number ... minimum 600 bottles. Of course, it is sold per batch. The ones containing 50 bottles per batch totaled six. Which contains 100 bottles per batch totaling 3.”

“Such things ...can only be purchased large organizations or nobles, right?” Savian was doubtful.

“Yes. That was my target. I said a minimum of 600, but it could be more. For the rest, you can sell them in retail.

Potion business brings many advantages. Hows it? Are you interested?”

Ciel displayed a sly smile. Really like a predator watching its prey.

“Honest. I made a deal with my friend. I'll give him 25% shares. If give you 40% ... only 35% left for me.” Savian smiled bitterly.

Quality goods from Ciel, capital money from his best friend. While Savian ... he is only responsible for marketing and shipping. That's quite a lot, but as an owner, he still doesn't want if the shareholder owns a larger stake than he does.

“Actually ... I also want to lower the shares I acquired. But can't. The problem ...the money from the sale of the territory product will be used for the region.

So, what goes into my personal pocket is the sales profit money. That's only a 5% share difference, you really don't want to give it up?”

Savian looked at Ciel with an expression of disbelief. Most nobles, even his own father .. did not use 100% of the territory's money for the territory. They will keep some of it and use it to taste. But facing the shrewd and petty Ciel, the young man let out a long sigh.

“Business is a business .. rather than not starting at all, I will bet! Fine, Prince Luciel, I agree with you!”

At that moment, Ciel felt relieved in his heart for already having a place to sell his increased territory products as well as potions. He smiled kindly and shook Savian's outstretched hand.

“Happy working with you, Savian!”

>> Connect.