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Location- Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, Dungeon Highway, Barren Lands, Central Tower, Blood Rock Cave Gate Dungeon, Inter-Realm City, Sector DS0909, Central Area, Blight Brood Club
Right now, clearly out of spit for each other Mak Tul and Nim Tul had forgotten to control their emotions and their erect furs were the dead giveaway of that. The two were not only of the same race and grew up in the same tribe but they competing for the same job.
The odds of a tribe giving rise to two demon merchants were very slim but the Furry Stickman race's Tul tribe had beaten them. It should be a cause for celebration unfortunately because of the rivalry between the two, the tribe had now split into two. One half supported Mak Tul and the other half supported Nim Tul.
For a century and a half, Nim Tul was holding in his resentment seeing Mak Tul get the job that he deserved. And now seeing Mak Tul have the fortune to come across a Chaos Dwarf, Nim Tul lost it feeling that he should be the one recruiting the Chaos Dwarf. He thought that Mak Tul was stealing his fortune and luck.
Mak Tul had enough of Nim Tul's ungratefulness, he was the one who recommended Nim Tul to the Blight Brood when he lost all his belongings and was knee-deep in debt having failed trying to crack it as a demon merchant. Now this ungrateful b.a.s.t.a.r.d was trying to bite him on every opportunity he got. If not for one of the founding members of the Seven Prince of h.e.l.l faction supporting him, Mak Tul would have fired Nim Tul long ago.
"Nim Tul, I am warning you to back off," Mak Tul uttered staring into his tribe member's eyes. Forgetting the esteemed guest he was fighting for as he was too emotional right now.
Seeing Mak Tul show his ugly side, Nim Tul smiled however his Fur remained erect, it was puzzling considering the characteristic of their trait. Seeing this Mak Tul was also confused, only to find Nim Tul's fur suddenly collapsed and he said, "Manager Mak Tul, you seem to not be in the right mood to entertain the esteemed guest how about I take it from her while to fix your mood."
Having said that, Nim Tul ignored Mak Tul who appeared to be hyperventilating, and walked toward the Chaos Dwarf.
Knowing that he was tricked Mak Tul who was already angry was further angered, so much so that his usual technique for calming his emotions failed to control them. So he could only watch Nim Tul approach his client as he tried to calm his emotions down not wanting to show his ugly side to the esteemed guest, driving him right into Nim Tul's arms.
The more Mak Tul thought of Nim Tul the angrier he got so he decided to stop thinking about him and clear his mind such that he could regain control of his emotions before it was too late. By too late he meant Nim Tul undertaking the Chaos Dwarf's task. Since he had registered the Chaos Dwarf as his client he would get a share in the credit for Nim Tul's efforts in managing to keep the Chaos Dwarf as their satisfied client but also have him provide his service for their faction, even if it was just once it was enough for the club's publicity.
Imagining that everything that could have been his, slowly slipped out of his grip, no matter how hard Mak Tul tried to stop thinking and clear his mind to get his emotions in control as soon as possible, he failed to do so. He was too anxious and agitated to stop his brain from thinking the worst.
In desperation, Mak Tul no longer cared about showing his ugly side to the Chaos Dwarf and yelled, "I agree to your compensation."
Listening to Mak Tul, Wyatt's eyes shone bright. As for Nim Tul, with zero clue as to what was happening, he blurted in surprise "What?"
"Let us sign a contract right away," Mak Tul suggested impatiently as he would not be satisfied with a verbal deal he could only be a.s.sured with a contract.
Mak Tul's words only made Wyatt happier, so he immediately said, "I have drawn a contract as per what we have discussed earlier, signed it, and shared it with your merchant codex. Please go through it and sign it, so that we can proceed further."
Hearing the Chaos Dwarf, Nim Tul panicked and hurriedly suggested to the Dwarf, "Esteemed Guest, please do not be hasty. I think I can give a better deal than whatever you and Manager Mak Tul have agreed upon."
Mak Tul who was going through the contract that the Chaos Dwarf had drawn and shared with his merchant codex, could not help but frown and went through the contract in a hurry.
Finding the terms and conditions of the contract was simple and reasonable, he did go through them a second time but urgently signed the contract on behalf of the Blight Brood Club using the authority granted to him by the real owners of the Blight Brood Club.
"Done. Esteemed guest, I have shared a copy of the contract with your merchant codex, please check," With this Mak Tul's emotions finally changed for the better, and his fur returned to normal. Then he looked at Nim Tul proactively.
"Manager Mak Tul, you can now call me by my name now that we are partners in crime," Wyatt suggested to Mak Tul. He could not believe how everything went so smoothly.
"Yes, yes," Mak Tul agreed with the Chaos Dwarf and checked the contract for the Dwarf's name, "Master Ezra Foolhar, you took the words right out of my mouth."
"Ha ha," Wyatt laughed out aloud hearing Mak Tul call him Ezra.
Mak Tul ignored the dumbstruck Nim Tul and suggested, "Master Ezra, How about we discuss our deal further over a bottle of Island Spirit liquor?"