Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son-Novel

After putting all the items, Aldred went to the upper floor and bought everything there. He literally cleaned every floor of their items which shocked the seller and the customers.

He paid them all with Bajaragon scales. Which shocked them even more as Aldred shoved piles after piles of scales to them.

Where the hell did this guy find such a large amount of scales? Did he have a Bajaragon farm back home?

“Aldred, is it okay for you spend so much on us?” Mary asked.

“Even if I am poor, I will spend all the money I have for you guys. But since we have a lot of money, don’t worry about it. Buy anything you want. I will buy some for the soldiers as well.”

Mira, Mary, Mareona, Sophia, and Ivette felt their heart thumped harder than before.

After cleaning the upper floor, Aldred went to the ground floor and bought everything there.

“Rich! So fucking rich!”

“He didn’t even look at the items before buying them.”

The customers were disappointed as all the items were sold. Meanwhile, the sellers were all trembling in excitement. Bajaragon scales! If they created armor from this material, they would make a far larger fortune!_-.

Aldred walked back to the camp with his women, and then poured all the treasures for his soldiers.

“What are these?” Bartrem asked.

“All the items from the Dragon Traveling Merchant.”

“Did he just say all the items?” Maverick asked as he drank blood from the magic sac.

“Yeah, I bought everything in there.”

“Why did you do that?” Bartrem asked.

“Who knows you guys might find something useful in there. Take a look and pick some items.”

Bartrem called for the soldiers to look at the pile of treasures.

“Anyway, it’s really weird. Why did a merchant group climb this mountain?”

“They are the Dragon Traveling Merchant, known to always selling their wares in the most dangerous spots of this continent. They are always there when you explore a dungeon, a ruin, a tomb, a cave, and very much everything else.”

“Why not sell them below just like that Golden River Adventure group?”

“I don’t know the exact reason, but I heard they send out some adventurers first to the dangerous areas to find information of the items people might need. Sometimes they pay random adventurers that return from the dungeon for information.”

“So everything they sell is designed to help adventurers survive in certain places?”

“Yes. And they are quite pricey.”

“People will still buy them though since they are desperate.”

“That’s the point of their business.”

The soldiers picked some treasures and walked away with a satisfied smile. Apparently the items were to their liking. That was good. At least, it was money well spent. More like Bajaragon scales well spent.

Suddenly, Aldred heard something falling from above. Everything above was covered by white mist, preventing him from seeing what was beyond there. He did not think much about it, but the sound got stronger and stronger, until something landed with a plop.

It was a large blob of sticky honey.

The nearby adventurer approached it with a stick and poked it a bunch of times with a shield on their left arm.

They were all scared of what that honey might do to them. After confirming the honey was not a threat, a man was brave enough to lick the honey.

“It tasted… sweet.”

They were relieved that it wasn’t poisonous. But then suddenly, a gigantic wasp flew down and grabbed the man.

“Ahh! Help me!” The man punched and kicked, but the wasp was resilient. The wasp flew above the mist, disappearing from view.

The adventurer below looked at this with mouth agape.

Aldred activated his godly eyes and saw through the thick cloud of mist. In his sight, he saw thousands of large wasp tending their nest and making honey.

“I thought wasps couldn’t make honey. Maybe it’s different in this world, or that they are a special type of wasp.”

Considering they had gigantic body; five times larger than the average human, then yes, these wasp might be special.

But Aldred saw the wasp did not kill the man or trap him, it brought the man to the next cliff.

“Eating that honey is a good thing. The wasp did not kill the man, it brought the man to the next stage,” Aldred said.

Some people with their wonderful treasures saw through this and quickly ate the honey. They let themselves be picked up by the wasp while the others were shocked.

The fallen honey eventually ran out, as the last man licked the floor for it.

One man frowned and realized something. “The next stage is above the mist. We have to climb the wall!”

Everyone has been waiting for long enough. Each day they spent waiting here was another resource and treasures being consumed to stay alive. That was why they had to climb to the next stage as fast as they could if they didn’t want to run out of resources such as water, food, supplies, and necessary treasures that kept them alive.

This was the mesosphere after all. Without all the magical items and spells, humans would never be able to reach this place.

They all climbed the wall using their magic items.

“Should we follow them?” Bartrem asked.

“Wait. Let me see how this play out.”

When the adventurers climbed above the thick mist, he saw the wasps fly at them and stabbed their back with gigantic needles on their butt. Their abdomen shook and injected some sort of poison through the needles.

“Ahh! Fucking wasp! Get out of here!”

One after another they were injected with venom, but before they could down a glass of healing potion, their skin rotted, and their teeth decayed.

The skin on their face cracked and some parts fell as their eyes turned gray. Yet, they are still alive, and not alive at the same time.

The injected victim looked at their comrades before biting them.

“Fuck! You fool what are you doing!”

The victims did not hear his their comrades and kept on attacking.

They had been turned into zombies!