The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

Although Aarons had decided to abandon his previous life's name, his life experiences and values ​​before the time travel were not so easy to erase.

"Tsk, it looks a bit pitiful."

The foreign woman, who had almost used up all her strength to breathe, would probably die in a foreign land soon.

The guess that the merchant just made, whose truth or falsity is unclear, was probably just a pretext he made up in order to sell the goods that were about to expire in time.

"Haha, you seem to be very interested in this product."

"I don't deny it, but I can't believe the idea of ​​upgrading people."

"I really can't guarantee the truth of that statement, but since it's a possibility, you shouldn't let it go, right?"

This merchant had probably heard the rumors about the Marquisate, and guessed that Aarons might be desperate and try any possible means, so he deliberately found an excuse to sell this "goods" that was about to lose its value.

"Hey, if you really buy this foreign woman back, it will be a win-win situation for both of us. Even if you don't have the heart to kill her, it will be considered a good deed, and I can recover some of my losses and have one less burden to carry on my journey."

Dealing with such unscrupulous businessmen really made Aarons feel sick from the bottom of his heart.

Even if he bought the woman, she might not live long, but it was better than dying in the slave trader's truck.

"Hey...how much is it? Name your price."

"That's great. Master, you are a man who can do great things. The product is in this state now, and I don't want to make any more money from you. So, can you take out three gold coins and let me make up for the loss of food and medical care?"

"One gold coin at most. If you don't want to sell it, you can leave."

Aarons didn't want to bargain seriously with such a person at all, and he really didn't have three gold coins in his hand.

Even if he only spent one gold coin, he would lose most of the assets he had just found.

"Oh, I can't accept your bargaining like this."

"You can sell it if you want. I won't lose anything if I don't buy it."

"Really? How can you, a young marquis with great wealth, act like a poor man who can barely afford a few coins?"

Hearing this half-sarcastic remark, Aarons simply rolled his eyes, turned around and walked towards the gate of the yard.

"Hey, wait a minute... Why are you so anxious? I didn't say the price can't be negotiated."

"I have things to do. Ninety-five silver coins. If you want to sell it, I'll pay you."

"Haha, you are such a budget-conscious person. How about you just pay a gold coin and I will give you some medicine and nutritional supplements?"

Aarons turned around and sneered a few times. Finally, he took out his only gold coin and waved it in front of the merchant.

"Apply some medicine to her first, and then find her a thicker cushion. The money will be yours."

"I don't make a penny doing business with you."

"Next time you dare to bring this kind of stuff here, I will ask the city hall to arrest you."

Although he knew that he must have lost a lot, when Aarons saw the disabled and dying wolf woman being carried down on a cushion, he still felt as if his heart was tightened by something.

As he watched the gloomy merchant who had received the gold coins command his convoy to slowly leave, Aarons, who was holding the magic contract, felt an unknown resentment rising in his chest.

Such cruel things are probably just part of common sense in this world.

"Old man, go back and find a bed to clean up. If you don't have one, use the one I stayed in before."

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Should I move her back first?"

Aarons had grabbed a corner of the mat and was about to drag the foreign woman into the yard, but unexpectedly, the old gardener questioned his behavior.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Didn't that person just say that if you kill her with your own hands, you might be able to improve your strength?"

"Wait, what do you mean by that?"

"I will fetch you a knife now, and you can do the job outside."

Hearing this, Aarons' expression immediately became distorted.

The old gardener didn't think about so many complicated issues. He completely believed the words of the unscrupulous businessman and just wanted Aarons, who was called a waste, to improve his strength as soon as possible.

However, even though this alien woman was only half alive, Aarons had never thought of taking her life in order to become stronger.

"I won't kill anyone, old man, please stop wasting time."

"How can this be possible? Young Master, you are the heir to the Marquisate, how can you give up the opportunity to become stronger? If you don't have the strength, the Marquisate will really fall!"

The old man has a very simple mind, but this simplicity is actually a kind of cruelty.

The world may have condoned humans' behavior of harming others in order to become stronger, but Aarons does not want to give up his values ​​and bottom line in his previous life.

"If you are poor, you should take care of yourself... I also have my own principles."

Even though he couldn't change this reality, Aarons was unwilling to go with the flow.

"Even if the title of Marquis doesn't end up falling on my head, I won't kill anyone for selfish desires."

"Alas, alas...how come you are still so kind! When the Marquis started out, he was a man of ruthless killing. Why didn't you inherit his virtues?"

"If you keep comparing me to others, you can just pack up and go home to retire."

——At this moment, Aarons himself did not realize that his voice was as cold as frost in the cold night.

"The strong have their own rules, and the weak have their own way of living. If you can't agree with my ideas, don't waste your time here."

"Young Master, you... I dare not say that! I will never say anything more!"

Seeing the hunchbacked old man bowing and apologizing in fear, Aarons' mood slowly returned to normal.

"I'll move her to the bedroom first and then go to the study to see if I can find a way to prolong her life. Old man, pack up the medicine and find a place to put it, then go and have some rest."

"Yes, yes... I will obey you, young master."

Looking at the slowly leaving back of the only old man still loyal to the Marquis's family, Aarons actually felt a little guilty.

I am indeed an incompetent weakling. Even if I have the knowledge and life experience of two lifetimes, I may not be able to change my fate.

"It will be even more difficult next time."

However, what Aarons didn't notice at all was that the wolf woman who was lying on the mat at his feet, already dying, was staring at him with her only remaining brown eye from beginning to end.