The Lizardman merchant seemed a little flustered because the pouch was so small.

“Can I take a look inside?”

“Of course.”

As the Elf merchant confidently replied, the Lizardman merchant hoped he would see where the confidence stemmed from inside the pouch. However, there was only a lone piece of iron.

“...Hm. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’ll be able to accept the trade if this is your offer.”

“...Really? How much iron do you want?”

“At least eight times more than what you have here.”

“What?”

The Elf merchant asked as if they thought that was ridiculous, “Are you saying silk that’s just used to make clothes is worth that much?”

The Lizardman merchant didn’t think silk was worth so little. Clothes made of good silk were very comfortable and lasted a long time. And overall, the silk with its smooth texture was beautiful. Clothes a good tailor made with silk could make the wearer look very regal. Those with a high status thus dressed in good quality silk so that they wouldn’t have to repeatedly prove their status.

However, the Lizardman merchant didn’t explain all that to the Elf merchant. Some Lizardmen weren’t very personable. And when they met foolish individuals, they would just leave the fools be.

The Lizardman calmly said to the Elf merchant, “It is worth that much...