Arceus placed another pile of gold coins onto the counter without hesitation. The soft clink of metal against wood echoed inside the shop.
"Miss Kiara," Arceus added with a bright smile, "I am going to promote your store within our circle. When your weapons become popular, remember this favor. Whenever something new arrives, you should give me priority."
Kiara blinked, stunned for a heartbeat, before nodding rapidly. In truth, she briefly regretted not announcing a larger batch.
Within minutes, four hundred gold coins had changed hands.
Yet the system quietly calculated only forty gold coins as profit for the revolvers and one hundred bullets. The rest was temporarily considered personal holdings until delivery, reminding her that production costs would be deducted upon completion.
Three days passed swiftly.
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