After falling asleep, Valerius woke up to find himself transmigrated into the world of [The Great Conquerer], a novel he had been avidly following. He woke up in the body of a character whose life was endangered. There are assassins around the corner and extraterrestrial threats beyond that. Will he be able to outlive all that and realize his dream? Read on to find out!
"You can have a look." Valerius seemingly pulled out a staff and a bunch of claws out of thin air before placing them on the counter in front of the merchant.
Seeing him pulling things out of thin air, the merchant, who hadn't bothered to determine Valerius's identity so far, came to an understanding that he was rich and most likely from an influential family.
'He might not be someone I can rip off,' thought the merchant before he decided to confirm whether he could rip him off or not.
He took a good look at Valerius to confirm what family he belonged to.
Depending on the answer, he might or might not play tricks during this trade.
'Khaleji?!'
As his eyes landed on the symbol etched on the black clothes Valerius was wearing, the merchant became acutely aware of his identity. Valerius was from the famous Khaleji family, he realized.
'He is not someone I can rip off. I better behave.'