I was reincarnated as the son of the worst villain

“Hey, hey, I want this. How much?”

Hm?”　It's ............ five gold coins and fifty silver coins!"

"4 gold coins!"

“That's not good enough!　I'll give you 5 gold pieces and 20 silver pieces!"

　If I buy at the price they say, they may be suspicious of me, so I dare to negotiate a discount that I don't need.

“...... then, 4 gold and 50 silver coins!”

“......, then I'll give you 5 gold and 10 silver as a special offer!”

'Ummm .......'

　Pretend to be worried.

“...... then 5 gold coins!”

"Okay, sold for 5 gold coins!"

"Yes, five gold coins then."

"Maido!"

　The shopkeeper's cheerful greeting sends me on my way.

　I bet that shopkeeper never imagined that this ring was a legendary item and that he had just lost 50 billion dollars.

　If he knew this fact, he might have a stroke.

　But I guess, ignorance is bliss.

Now I don't have to conquer dungeons anymore. ......

　I had to go to the dungeon to get this “ring of celebration of growth” and buy the magic potion, but now I don't need it in the near future.

"Well, that's okay. I wanted to have the high effect of the magic potion anyway, and I could get it at a reasonable price."

　I muttered to myself.

　With this, the necessary items for experience gain, “enchanting echo flute Kyoteki” and “growth celebration ring Shukan” are all in place.

　The goal is to become the King Metal, the King of Metal, the King Metal of Hoshikuzu, the highest experience gain by a single body.

　Defeating the King Metal is a task that will take another day, since I have to move around a lot.

　Walking along, I entered an area lined with food and drink stalls, and the smell of something was wafting from the stalls.

I decided to get a bite to eat and then head home. ......

　I started to look around for the food I was looking for, using my True Detective to determine what I wanted.

A few days later, the merchant con artist, Org, expressed his perspective.

“No, it can't be!　It can't be, check again!"

　Merchant's Org's screams echoed through the appraisal room.

　The clerks in the store gave Org a cold stare, wondering if he was at it again.

　The store was getting one counterfeit item a day.

No matter how many times he checked, it's the same. These two pieces of Soiseiseki are fake!

"That can't be true!　I got these from a young adventurer. Yes, that guy said he got it by accident in a dungeon ....... It wasn't something the merchant tricked me into grabbing, so it's definitely not a fake!”

　He desperately hung on to the appraiser.

""With all due respect, some adventurers do scam people, don't you know?　Age doesn't matter to scammers as long as they are adults. Incidentally, at least one out of ten of the high-grade ores brought in here are fakes. I'm sorry to hear that this time. ............"

“Too bad, Muukaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”

　I scream out as I get down on both knees on the floor.

'It's over,...... I'm finished,............"

　Org's eyes turned blank and he whispered to himself.

　With debts already in place, he used the profits from the sale of Soseiseki to purchase more.
　

　
In the merchant's credit transaction, if he could not pay his debts, he would be forced to fall into slavery through contract magic.

　If this happened, he would do to himself what he was now doing to his servant-slaves.

　There was nothing but despair in the future.

“I was sure that I would have signed a contract magic book if it was a transaction of two Soseiseki Soseiseki items.　Wasn't the collateral in money?”

“............?

　He cannot reply to that because he is committing fraud.

“............ you don't think that the merchant didn't sign a magic contract for the rare ore transaction?　If so, isn't it illegal to begin with ......?”

'Excuse me, I just had to ask for an unfair appraisal!　I'm sorry, I didn't realize that not only did you give me an unfair appraisal, but you also accused me of being the one to blame!"

　Org hurriedly packed his bags.

'What is the point of having a “wrongful appraisal” if you don't know what it is? We are obliged to report any illegal transactions to the authorities."

　The next thing he knew, he was surrounded by store clerks.

'Don't be silly!　I'm going home!'

"That's not how it works!"

"Stop it!　Don't touch me!"

　Org cries and storms out, but is quickly subdued by the clerks.

　If he violated the Commercial Transactions Law in addition to his breach of contract for credit transactions, he would not only fall into slavery, but he would also face the ultimate penalty.

　He could have been sentenced to the maximum penalty if he was not careful.

"Damn, that son of a bitch, I thought he was a good sucker!　He cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me, he cheated me. ！！！！"

　Finally, Org's final, desperate cry echoed through the store.