Wandering Caravan

In the modern 21. century, capitalistic behaviour was seen among the whole of humanity. Some suffered, while others bloomed with it. All of them knew one thing for sure - the fight for wealth was unending. Lien was one of those that benefitted from the capitalism. He was cruel and cold, doing all kinds of trades. Trading various resources, weapons and food alike. He even once traded with human life, which wasn't to his taste, but the experience was worth it. Yet among all those that he knew, and he knew a lot, he was the poorest. From the single wealthy people to families, clans and whole organisations, he was the poorest. It wasn't like his earnings were low - no, he didn't want them. The reason he traded was for the trading itself, not for some material benefit. At the beginning of his journey, he might have tried his best to amass his wealth, but later on, he understood something. Material things can be bought and sold all the time - even his life could be bought. There was one thing that truly was his - his soul and the joy he felt when he succeed in an exciting trade. As his joy was the only thing he focused on, there wasn't any speck of empathy or the like. Still, even as a person that was called the Devil in disguise, not a single person attacked him. Being uninterested in wealth was something that made any and all wealthy people happy - for they could at least give him the bit trust they could give someone. And so, he was a middle-man with contacts to all the wealth and upper echelons, dined with them and spend time in luxury, which wasn't really interesting. The trade was Lien's lifelong joy, and at the last speck of his life, he saw a chance to continue it! ... See my other Novel, Imperial Eunuch: https://www.webnovel.com/book/imperial-eunuch_28406768100502105 Artwork and other things can be seen in the discord: https://discord.gg/Bae26hAtgb