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Chapter 271 - 271 271 The Cursed Artist

271: Chapter 271 The Cursed Artist 271: Chapter 271 The Cursed Artist “Why so few, Brother Zhao Guang?

We still don’t have enough weapons.”

Kapas looked at the goods Zhao Guang had brought over.

The number of weapons was exceedingly sparse compared to previous deliveries, which had always included plenty of weapons.

Although there were more spices this time, it wasn’t enough to compensate for the lack of weapons.

However, having more spices seemed like it would allow him to enjoy himself more, Kapas didn’t harbor any other thoughts.

Seeing the expressions of the Beastmen, Zhao Guang could only spread his hands helplessly.

“I wanted to give you more, but recently the inspections have become stricter, so there’s nothing I can do.”

“Why?

Has our trading been noticed by the Human Camp?” Aleya furrowed her brows slightly, presenting such a pitiful look that Zhao Guang almost spilled the beans.

It couldn’t be helped.

Recently, it seemed like his resistance was getting weaker.

Wasn’t resistance supposed to strengthen over time?

It seemed like only his resistance to Xi Fei was improving.

Zhao Guang was somewhat speechless inside; if they weren’t so familiar with each other, he would have thought Aleya was using her Charming Technique on him.

“What else could it be?

It’s because the Beastmen have performed exceptionally well on the battlefield recently.”

Everyone remembered, in the south, a large portion of the weapons Zhao Guang sold them had been distributed to the southern army.

When fighting against the Klein Empire, they had shown remarkable ferocity.

Although the battle hadn’t lasted long, with powerful weapons, they had still inflicted extensive damage on the Klein Empire.

Such significant changes made suspicion and investigation inevitable.

Just from that battle, if it weren’t for the Klein Empire’s strong defensive lines and reinforcements,

it’s likely the Beastmen could have seized a large swath of their territory.

Even so, in the later stages, the troops of the Chirali Empire had stopped and merely faced off against the enemy.

It was due to such circumstances that the Klein Empire managed to hold on during those toughest times.

Who could have predicted that the original attackers would end up almost collapsing under passive defense?

Zhao Guang waved a hand, releasing a large amount of iron ingots: “The inspection over there has simply been too rigorous recently, and I couldn’t acquire any weapons.

But, since we are brothers, I made an excuse and managed to bring a lot of iron ingots.”

Seeing these iron ingots, the Beastmen’s eyes lit up.

Although their forging skills weren’t sophisticated, the quality of these iron ingots was very good.

With just a bit of forging, they could be turned into very decent weapons.

Indeed, very decent for the Beastmen.

“That’s wonderful, you really are our good brother.

Come on, let’s have a feast,”

Kapas stepped forward and gave Zhao Guang a hug.

The Beastman’s hug was so intense, Zhao Guang rolled his eyes.

Honestly, it seemed he was still far inferior in strength compared to these muscular beasts.

Just as they were talking, suddenly an explosion sounded, and Zhao Guang saw a familiar scene before him.

“Um, I’ve got something else today.

I’ll wait here until the trade is completed, then I’ll leave.”

This familiar explosion was definitely another septic tank blowing up.

What was it with these Beastmen?

Couldn’t they control themselves?

Or, did they intentionally cause the explosion just to enjoy the blast of the hot water?

Aleya turned her head to look back, her expression very strange, her cheeks even blushing slightly.

How did it happen that the moment she stopped watching, someone went and ignited the septic tank again, and with such force too?

“Well, we have some internal matters to deal with too.

Kapas, bring over the items, and let’s conclude this deal,”

Kapas spread his hands, genuinely confused.

It was just a septic tank, after all.

Why the aversion?

He quite liked it himself.

Soon, Zhao Guang, carrying the items, sprinted all the way back to his home.

He wondered if the Beastman’s gold mine had increased its output, as there were more gold ingots now, but less for his own Holy Spring.

This couldn’t be good; he had to find something to trade for the Holy Spring.

As for the telescope, Zhao Guang hadn’t prepared it for the Beastman.

After returning the items, Zhao Guang immediately took another batch of goods and headed to the Human Camp.

Of course, since they had just made a trade, there was nothing very important, mostly just everyday items.

After all, if some items were too frequent and in large quantities, it would also impact the prices.

After sending Yars off, Zhao Guang hurried to find Ocoro.

“Why have you become so serious lately?” Zhao Guang looked at Ocoro, still in his usual attire.

Ocoro’s face was blank, a mix of confusion and despair, “Who can blame me?

It’s a special period, and I want to, but I can’t do anything about it.

That damned waste, someone actually put a curse on me.”

“A curse?

What kind of curse?” He couldn’t see it himself.

“That waste, I don’t know where he found a Magician from.

The curse he put on me is that whenever I dare to draw something on my naked body, I break out in rashes all over.

That’s not art at all.”

“You’re really pitiful, then how long will it last?”

Zhao Guang felt a schadenfreude pleasure, wouldn’t being a bit more normal be better?

“At least a month, that damned waste, I’ll definitely make him pay.”

“Only a month?

That’s not very long,” Zhao Guang figured, feeling it wasn’t much.

“How can it be possible?

The Harvest Festival is coming soon, and by then I’ll definitely still have to dress like this.”

Zhao Guang was somewhat confused, “Harvest Festival?

What’s that?”

Ocoro was somewhat patient with this, “The Harvest Festival is the last day of autumn.

All the crops will have been harvested.

It’s the most important festival of the year, during which Priests from all the great temples come out to bless the people.”

No wonder then.

During that time, if you present yourself in an artistic fashion, you’re likely to be treated as a demon or ghost, aren’t you?

Zhao Guang could now imagine a scene of a group of naked men covered in various birds.

From afar, they looked like a flock of birds; up close, it was simply eye-watering, unbearable to behold.

If those temple Priests saw this scene, would they perform a purification on the spot?

Or, thinking they were possessed by demons, might they detain them for questioning first?

“Alright, alright, let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s discuss serious matters,”

The reason he had come a second time so quickly was because there was a problem with the five pigs.

But there was no choice; without a Mage’s help, he couldn’t solve it, and they were waiting on the other side.

If he really couldn’t solve the problem, his pig farming enterprise was going to face issues.

“Serious matters?

Have you brought some different forms of art?

It wouldn’t be bad to change the style since you can’t do body art now,” Ocoro suggested.