Prologue

In a small village, there lived a boy with his grandfather. Living in a simple bamboo hut roofed with a palm roof which is located a little far from the settlement, the atmosphere is fresh because the hut is next to a shady teak tree.

That morning, a clear sky of a gentle breeze hit the tiny hut, from there it was seen a stretch of hills and beaches at the far end, as well as the settlement of the village not far from the hut.

"Yuji, let's finish your breakfast. We have to get going."

"Yes, gwempa..."

In the hut lived a 2-year-old boy named Yuji, and his grandfather Gerard.

Gerard the grandfather, was a merchant and blacksmith who was well known among adventurers on the south coast. Large and bushy-bearded and gray hair, large arms because of the habit of blacksmithing, but the leg is limp and the left face there is a scar so that his left eye is blind. While Yuji is small and adorable, black-haired and brown-eyed, although only 2 years old, he is always followed his grandfather to peddle, both in the city during festivals or trade regularly from dungeons to other dungeons.

The items they sell are various types of potions, mÄna stones, custom armor, and weapons, especially swords made by the grandfather.

It seems trivial, but the results are decent and grandpa can already save for Yuji's future.

This world is not like the Isekai world in the novel, which when conquering the boss monsters then drop weapons or artifacts and magic weapons. All tools, weapons, and armor must be made by artisans and handled by experts before becoming a mainstay item.

In the past, the merchants only existed in the village or city because of security factors, but 50 years ago appeared someone who started selling around the vicinity of the dungeon. And my grandfather was one of the people who followed in his footsteps, it's been 20 years since my grandfather became a merchant and two years ago he found me and took care of me until now.

Why is grandpa still poor? Uncle Hopkins once told me that my grandfather Gerard was a successful merchant, but the incident 15 years ago he lost everything after the dungeon break that killed his son and wife, while he lost his left eye and limp leg as a result of fighting monsters. Because of this, he was frustrated and bankrupt then traveled from place to place to trade and forget his past.

Oh, I forgot! Uncle Hopkins is the mayor of Sambir, a town located south of our village, Kidang village. He was a very assertive but kind man, he was also my grandfather's best friend.

In this world, people who do not have the ability or money are sometimes considered trivial and difficult to develop. Even though I was a kid, I was forward-thinking, probably because of the nature of a merchant, and I wanted to be a wealthy ruler.

Wish me luck!