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Feudal Trader

What if an option trader from a South America country was transmigrated to a fantastical world? And if this period was ruled not by the political and military strong, but the most magical proficients? What if gods and goddess were not only worshiped but also provided gifts and blessings to their people, as well as curses? These questions baffled the mind of Rufus, our trader daydreamer, his nerd background and vast tabletop RPG experience always induced him into thinking of new worlds and how they could develop. However, this time, the conceptual world that inhabits his thoughts is his new home. “Should I be happy? Angry? Why was I chosen to do that?” Follow our trader into his new pavement job of introducing modern concepts to a fantastical feudal country.

LazyBarbarian · Fantasy
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57 Chs

Long day

The gods spent about an hour doing small talk and complimenting the people within the Mystral home. The nobles were making every servant hurry and serve their best possible meals in this small timeframe. The people were marveling at the very chance to meet the gods, personally, I couldn't understand why they decided to descend because I believe they could have postponed this action for later on.

One thing that was clear was that the merchant family, who joined us during after I opened the temples, will become a sponsor for the temples from now on. I have agreed to discuss with them eventually the precise details of this partnership and what they are going to provide for the temples.

"I never ever dreamed of meeting a god!" Lady Mystral remained beaming, marveling at the unprecedented event. Even the servants were dumbfounded and did not manage to accomplish everything that was requested of them. I feel sorry for making them work so hard.