I Became A Black Merchant In Another World
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In the Middle Ages, when it came to gathering information, the go-to spot was always the tavern.

You’d walk into an inn or pub, buy a round of drinks, ask if anyone knew anything, and from there, start collecting information in a way that would make dominoes jealous.

Especially in harbor cities, where pirates openly drank and reveled, such places were hotspots for whispers and rumors.

So naturally, I headed to one of the taverns frequented by the local pirate crew.

To catch a tiger, you’ve got to venture into the tiger’s den, after all…

Besides, pirates generally know better …

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