The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 51: Merchant Diplomacy ☆

Chapter 51: Merchant Diplomacy ☆

(MC POV)

(With my products selling this well, it’s only natural to renegotiate the guild’s fees.)

As Marcus Gray, I, the great one, sat across from Herbert Coinsmith, the guild master, in the commercial guild’s lavish meeting room.

On the table, sales reports from my Gray Trading Company were stacked, their staggering figures drawing Coinsmith’s frequent glances.

Marcus Gray—a merchant from the dwarven Mountain Kingdom, by design.

I had transformed into a lean, handsome man with sharp eyes, brown hair, and green eyes.

My toned arms and the distinct aura of a technician forged through dealings with dwarves defined me.

Above all, Marcus Gray’s athletic build starkly contrasted Prince Victor’s obese frame.

“Lord Gray, your absorbent product’s success is remarkable. From infants to the elderly, even the military and adventurers’ guild rely on it, but…”

Old Coinsmith hesitated.

His thick rings glinted, catching my eye.

I sneered inwardly.

For this old fool, changing the guild’s established rules could be fatal.

But my economic power already surpasses them.

“You understand that standard guild regulations can’t handle transactions of this scale.”

I smiled gently, tapping the table with the thick, calloused fingers of a dwarven craftsman.

I had magically added faint burn scars to my fingers for this role—a mark of a technician’s struggles in the mines.

“How about a special category? As a ‘Kingdom Patent Product’?”

Coinsmith frowned.

“There’s no precedent…”

“Then make one.”

I sipped from a glass, savoring the fine wine’s aroma, continuing.

As Marcus Gray, I maintained coarse, forceful gestures even when drinking, embodying a man risen from a dwarven-influenced mining technician.

“A sustainable product using slime waste. It boosts the kingdom’s economy and benefits agriculture. Lower the fee to 3%, and I’ll reinvest the savings into the kingdom.”

Coinsmith, perplexed, scanned the documents.

His thoughts were transparent.

As a member of Earl Silver’s faction—unaware that I am Earl Silver—he faced a dilemma.

“By the way, Lord Coinsmith.”

I changed the topic.

Marcus Gray’s voice, a rough, low tone, mimicked one who’d inhaled ore dust in dwarven mines.

“Rumor has it you fervently support Prince Victor.”

Coinsmith nodded tensely.

“Yes… Earl Silver believes the second prince is fit to be king.”

“I see.”

I gave a slight smile.

My sharp, white teeth gleamed.

Marcus Gray’s smile, wild and beastly, was a calculated part of my act.

“But my company plans to support Prince Lucius.”

Coinsmith’s eyes widened in shock.

“Prince Lucius? But the first prince lacks Earl Silver’s backing.”

“That’s the point.”

I sipped the wine, setting the glass down.

As Marcus, my thick fingers handled the delicate glass awkwardly yet with charm.

“Think about it. Prince Victor already has Earl Silver. If he becomes king, would a company like mine be valued? With such a powerful backer, he doesn’t need new allies.”

Coinsmith, stroking his mustache, pondered deeply.

“On the other hand, the first prince seeks economic supporters. Approaching him now secures influence over a future king. It’s basic business.”

My words shifted Coinsmith’s expression.

He was being swayed.

“And above all.”

I continued.

“I’ve seen it in the Mountain Kingdom—how vital the harmony of technology and art is. Prince Lucius understands art. Under him, dwarven technology and kingdom artistry could birth a new industry.”

I deftly used Marcus Gray’s backstory, tying his supposed dwarven forging and mining expertise to Lucius’s artistic leanings.

Of course, it’s all a lie.

Lucius is merely a weak prince, a stepping stone in my plan.

“I see… there’s merit to that. But won’t Earl Silver be angry?”

“Earl Silver is a businessman. He acts on profit, not emotion.”

I stood, walking to the window.

My steps were light yet powerful, befitting a man hardened by mine labor.

I gazed at the city, continuing.

“The commercial guild would be wise to balance its bets. Putting all eggs in one basket is risky. Supporting both the first and second prince factions ensures stability, no matter who takes the throne.”

The window’s light illuminated my tanned skin.

As Marcus Gray, my skin—unlike Prince Victor’s soft white or Earl Silver’s noble pallor—was that of a mining technician, weathered by sun, fire, and stone.

The muscle lines etched into it spoke of surviving harsh mines.

Coinsmith sat in silent thought.

I relished manipulating him.

This greedy old man, unknowingly aiding my plan, was my pawn.

“Very well.”

Coinsmith finally spoke.

“We’ll consider a special fee reduction. And… the guild won’t block an approach to the first prince.”

I turned, smiling calmly without triumph, blending the strength of a dwarven miner with a new merchant’s refinement.

“A wise decision. We’ll discuss details later. Keep this discreet.”

I shook hands with Coinsmith, my grip firm, imprinting my presence.

Leaving the meeting room, a cold smile curled my lips.

“Fool. You’re just another of my pawns.”

I muttered, striding down the corridor with Marcus Gray’s confident gait.

My mind buzzed with the next strategy.

As Marcus Gray, I’d support Lucius; as Earl Silver, I’d back Victor—myself.

Thus, I manipulate the kingdom’s factions, pulling all strings.

Next, I’d request an audience with my brother.

Step by step, I climb to the throne.

After finishing at Gray Trading Company, I slipped through the capital’s back alleys, heading to my detached palace as Prince Victor.

Undoing my disguise and moving unnoticed was routine. Transforming from Marcus Gray’s tanned, toned body to Victor’s pale, fat frame required careful steps.

Entering the palace through a secret door, Iris and Mia awaited.

They alone know my multiple faces—Prince Victor, Earl Silver, Marcus Gray, and Hugo Black.

“Welcome back, Master.”

They greeted in unison, their eyes gleaming with respect and submission.

“Well done.”

I shed my coat, entering the prince’s luxurious room.

Iris took my disguise potion, storing it carefully in a dedicated box.

With them, I could drop my mask, a rare moment.

“The guild meeting went well.”

I began my report.

“Coinsmith resisted but agreed to lower fees. I also secured approval to approach the first prince.”

“Impressive, Master.”

Iris’s voice rose in awe, her mad eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Coinsmith, known for greed, folded so easily before you.”

“Your strategies are always flawless, Master.”

Mia, with her youthful appearance, added praise.

“No one imagines the fat, incompetent prince building a commercial empire.”

“The commercial guild is under my thumb.”

I said with satisfaction.

“Earl Silver supports the second prince—me—while Gray Trading backs the first prince. A perfect charade.”

I sank into an ornate chair.

“What of the first prince’s thoughts?”

Iris asked.

“My brother thinks me a lazy, useless fool.”

I scoffed.

“As Gray, I’ll get close, gather intel, and destroy his faction from within. Then, Gray will betray Lucius, voting for Victor—me. That’s the plan.”

“And Your Highness will be king…”

Mia’s eyes shone.

Seated elegantly, she exuded the grace of a noble’s daughter, her con artist past serving her well.

“Exactly.”

I gazed at the royal castle from the window.

The grand white structure glowed in the sunset.

“I will be king.”

“The latest business updates.”

Mia shifted topics, pulling out documents.

Her refined movements reflected her merchant’s daughter upbringing.

“First, Gray Trading’s diaper business is booming, far exceeding projections.”

“Details.”

“Yes.”

Mia continued.

“The slime-based absorbent, used not just for infants but noblewomen, the elderly, military, and adventurers, is seeing overwhelming orders, outpacing production.”

Iris added.

“Especially the newly developed soundproof, high-absorbency diapers are well-received. We had Lady Eleanor test a prototype, and it boasts three times the absorbency and complete soundproofing. As you know, it was designed for customers with special needs, but it could also be marketed for general use, such as for those in long-hour labor.”

Her eyes gleamed with a mage’s characteristic madness.

Once a brilliant researcher at the Royal Magic Academy, Iris was expelled for her extreme experimental methods.

Sold into slavery afterward, she came into my hands.

Now, her expertise in magical pharmacology greatly contributes to my business and training.

“Let’s start selling them at the adult toy shop.”

I, the great one, decided.

“As essentials for special situations.”

Both understood my intent and nodded.

The irony: a product born as a byproduct of slave training becoming a market hit.

“Agricultural results are also significant.”

Iris continued.

“Used diapers fully biodegrade, enriching the soil, leading to a 32% harvest increase in eastern farms. Nearby farmers are clamoring to adopt it.”

“The military sent a letter of gratitude.”

Mia reported.

“Soldiers’ hygiene during marches has improved, significantly reducing disease rates, especially in prolonged combat missions.”

“The adventurers’ guild is also talking about an award.”

Iris added.

“Gray Trading Company is set to be honored at next month’s ceremony.”

“Connections with the adventurers’ guild are crucial.”

I said.

“They’re a demographic Earl Silver can’t reach.”

Gray Trading, Silver Innovation, and Black’s slave trade.

Each business targets different groups, building distinct intelligence networks.

Thus, information from all kingdom strata flows to me.

“Earl Silver’s magical device business is thriving.”

Mia reported.

“Refrigerators and air conditioners are wildly popular among nobles. Despite their high cost, demand shows no sign of slowing.”

“The slave trade under Black is also doing well.”

Iris said in a low voice.

“Treating defective slaves with magical drugs to enhance their abilities for resale is particularly profitable.”

Her potions transform ordinary slaves into high-performance “products,” multiplying their value.

My slave trade has grown to the kingdom’s largest scale.

“But what surprises me most is how profitable the daily goods business is.”

I said, impressed.

“To think regular business outshines slave trading.”

“Thanks to your keen insight, Master.”

Mia said with respect.

“You saw market needs no one else did.”

“Within the company, we’re envied.”

Mia continued.

“As beautiful, capable businesswomen… and rumored to be Your Highness’s mistresses.”

“Don’t mind it.”

I laughed.

“You’re freed from slavery by the power of gold. Rumors don’t change your worth.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Both bowed. Though formally freed, their hearts and bodies are wholly mine.

“Now, one more important report.”

Iris’s expression turned serious.

“Your audience request with the first prince was accepted. It’s next week, in the afternoon.”

“It’s finally moving.”

I sneered.

“He’s curious about Gray Trading’s growth.”

“But it’s all according to your plan, Master.”

Mia smiled.

“Indeed.”

I nodded.

“My brother will fall into the trap. As Gray, I’ll get close, gather intel, and betray him. All to make me king.”

“And amusingly.”

I turned.

“My engagement to Eleanor is gradually changing my reputation as a prince. Ironic.”

In fact, Eleanor, as my fiancée, will continue to shine in high society.

The Ice Beauty, my pawn, will gather noble intelligence.

That’s my plan.

“How will you proceed?”

Mia asked curiously.

“As Victor, I’ll start showing ‘growth.’”

I smiled.

“To prepare for the contest with my brother, I need to solidify support as a prince.”

I once played the fat, incompetent prince, but now I’ll reveal a wiser side.

My engagement to Eleanor has shifted noble perceptions.

Now is the perfect time to show change.

“A wise decision.”

Iris nodded.

“Now, let’s review tomorrow’s schedule.”

I approached them.

“And afterward…”

I cast a suggestive glance.

They exchanged looks and smiled.

“It’ll be a long night, Master.”

Mia said in a sweet voice.

Iris took out a flask of potion.

“Shall we test the new adult toys and aphrodisiacs?”

Her eyes mixed madness and anticipation.

“Go to the bedroom first. I’ll join soon.”

Time with these two, the only ones who know my multiple faces, was invaluable.

They guard my secrets and support my ambitions as key pawns.

*

Entering the bedroom, Iris and Mia were already waiting on the bed, naked, fondling their breasts with lascivious smiles.

“Master, we’ve been waiting. What games shall we play tonight?”

Mia’s voice, sweet and sticky, echoed in my ears.

Iris, in a white coat and glasses, prepared potions and toys on the table, her intellectual air amplifying her lewdness.

“Master, the new aphrodisiac and dildo are ready. Enjoy their effects fully.”

She twirled a thick dildo, its surface studded with bumps, dripping with applied aphrodisiac from its tip.

“Let’s start with Mia’s training.”

I dropped my pants in one motion.

My robust cock already stood erect.

Iris gazed at it, catching her breath.

“Wonderful… Master’s cock is big and hard tonight.”

She lovingly stroked my shaft.

Mia activated the thick dildo, showing its rotating tip.

The toy, massive with bumps and ridges, promised intense pleasure.

“Use this to make us greedy sows. Make us crave your cock…”

“First, let’s apply the aphrodisiac to your pussy. The potion should make it burn.”

Iris opened a vial, scooping the milky liquid with her fingers.

Spreading Mia’s legs wide on the bed, she traced her slit.

“Ah…! It’s hot… incredible… so good, I might come already!”

“You’re feeling it already, just from a touch? Shall we give you stronger stimulation?”

Iris pressed the dildo’s tip against Mia’s private parts.

“Ah, ahh!! It’s going in…! The bumps are dancing inside my vagina…! I’m coming, coming, coming!!”

Mia arched her back, crying out.

Sensitive from just a touch, the thick dildo’s intense stimulation was overwhelming.

“No need to hold back. Surrender to the pleasure.”

I said, pinching Mia’s nipples and rolling them.

As Iris moved the dildo, wet, lascivious sounds filled the room.

“Ah… ahh…! Oh… feels so good… thrust harder, spin it more! Iris, make it rougher! I’m coming too much! I can’t breathe…!”

Mia gripped the sheets tightly.

Her face showed a mix of pleasure and pain.

Iris, with practiced motions, continued manipulating the dildo.

“I’ll push it deeper, like Master’s penis…”

She thrust it to the base.

“Hiii!! So deep…! Iris’s skill is too much…! I’m coming~~♡”

Mia, sweating, trembled all over.

Her twitching pussy showed intense pleasure.

“Iris, service my cock with your mouth.”

I ordered.

“Of course. I’ll savor Master’s robust cock…”

Iris took my shaft into her mouth.

Her tongue traced the urethra as she moved her head back and forth.

“Mmm… slurp… lick lick… Master’s cock tastes divine.”

“Ugh…! Iris, your oral skills are masterful…!”

I can only admire such skill.

Grabbing Iris’s head, I, the great one, began thrusting.

“Mmm… ngh…! Master, does my mouth please you…? Ngh…! Could you stimulate my ass too…!?”

Iris, still sucking my cock, looked up pleadingly.

“Then I’ll put a finger in your back hole. Feel me with your mouth and ass!”

I coated my finger with potent aphrodisiac lotion.

Then, I thrust my middle finger into Iris’s anus.

“Ah…! My ass…! Master’s finger is digging into my insides…!”

Her eyes rolled back from anal sensation as she desperately sucked my penis.

Meanwhile, Mia was being ravaged by Iris with two dildos, one in her vagina and one in her anus, her limbs spread-eagled and bound, unable to move.

“Ah… ahh!! Iris, Master…! It’s driving me crazy…! Hii… ah… ahh!! Feels so good!! I’m feeling it in my ass too!! My ass and pussy are too much…! I’m coming! Over and over!!”

She pleaded with teary eyes.

But her voice was clearly drowning in pleasure.

“Iris, ravage Mia’s vagina and ass at the same time! And don’t forget your oral service!”

I ordered, thrusting my hips.

The intense pistoning echoed through the room.

“Ah… ahh!! Iris, Master…! My pussy’s melting…! I’m coming~~♡”

Mia cried out, tears streaming.

The bumpy dildo, tearing into her vagina and anus, made her writhe repeatedly.

Iris continued serving my penis diligently.

With two fingers in her anus, she seemed overwhelmed by the strange mix of pain and pleasure.

“Mmm… ngh!! My ass hole is clenching Master’s fingers…! I’m sucking your penis at the same time…! Iris is your pleasure tool…!”

Drool mixed with semen dripped from her mouth.

Like a bitch in heat, the sight alone heightened my arousal.

“Iris!! Mia!! Your bodies are mine! I’ll train you as I please…!!”

With that shout, I guided Iris’s hand, slamming the two dildos deep into Mia.

“Hiiii!! Master…! My pussy’s tearing…! My ass too…! Fghuuu!!”

Mia arched her back, letting out a shrill cry.

It was the voice of reaching the peak of pleasure.

And I, too, delivered the final blow.

“Ugh…! Iris, I’m coming! In your mouth…!”

I thrust my cock deep into her throat, releasing fully.

The white fluid poured into her stomach.

“Mmm… buh!! …Gulp… gulp! Ngh… mmm… gulp… gulp! Iris gladly accepts Master’s seed…! Thank you, Master.”

Her eyes teared up as she smiled happily, swallowing the semen with audible gulps.

Meanwhile, Mia trembled, basking in the afterglow of climax.

The dildo pulled from her anus dripped with intestinal fluid.

“Master… Iris…! You both made me come…!!”

Covering her mouth, she sobbed.

Joyful tears overflowed from her eyes.

I gently touched Mia’s cheek.

Then, I pressed my lips to hers.

“Master…! Me too…! Kiss me like Mia…!!”

Iris looked at me with pleading eyes.

Her expression showed not just her body but her heart was mine.

“Yes… I’m grateful for you both. You’re the finest women.”

I said, kissing Iris.

Sucking her tongue, I caressed Mia’s nipples and inner thighs.

“Ah… mm…! Master…! Iris…! Love me more…!!”

Mia writhed, letting out sweet moans.

The lascivious scent from her body filled the room.

Savoring the pleasant exhaustion post-ejaculation, I moved to the next act.

“Tonight’s star is Iris. Get on all fours.”

She obeyed, placing her hands and knees on the floor.

Her buttocks twitched.

“I want Master’s cock… Scratch my flesh with it!!”

Iris begged.

Coated with aphrodisiac lotion, her anus was dominated by primal instincts.

I positioned myself behind her, pressing my erect penis against her private parts.

“Be grateful… I’ll make this prime female hole mine.”

With that, I thrust in fully.

Iris let out a scream-like moan.

The sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed, creaking the floorboards.

“Ah… ah… ahh!! So thick… I feel it with your cock!!”

Iris reacted to my vigorous thrusts, her white buttocks rippling.

Mia watched from the side.

“Iris looks so pleased, it makes me happy. My ass is throbbing too.”

She toyed with her own anus.

Her face was flush with lust.

“Then you’re next, Mia. Harden my cock with your mouth.”

I pulled out, rubbing the juice-soaked shaft on her lips.

Mia eagerly began fellatio, her tongue and lips caressing the shaft.

“Mmm… slurp… Master’s cock tastes like Iris’s pussy… mmm… lick lick… It’s getting even bigger.”

She spoke with a lascivious gaze.

Meanwhile, Iris indulged in self-pleasure.

She inserted a rotating, lotion-coated dildo into her vagina, teasing her clitoris.

“Ah… ahh… Feels so good!! More… make me feel more!!”

She pleaded with teary eyes, the aphrodisiac’s effects intensifying.

Satisfied with Mia’s oral service, I grabbed Iris’s buttocks.

“Next, Mia’s ass. I’ll fill it with semen.”

Pulling out from her mouth, I entered her anus.

The hole, loosened by the dildo, accepted my cock without pain.

“Ah… ahh… Master’s cock… I feel it in my ass!! More… thrust harder!!”

Mia arched her back, moaning.

The intense pleasure from anal sex numbed her nerves.

I ravaged her buttocks with fierce thrusts.

Her tight rectal lining enveloped my penis comfortably.

“Iris, come here. Sit on Mia’s face.”

I pulled Iris closer.

Her anus touched Mia’s face.

“Ah… ahh… Iris’s cute ass hole… lick lick! Kiss kiss!! Mmm… lick… mmm… Iris’s poop hole is delicious!!”

“Nhaaa! Mia, licking so much…! Ahhh!!”

Mia moaned in ecstasy.

“Be grateful. I’ll fill you up tonight.”

I pushed for the final sprint, releasing semen into Mia’s rectum.

“Ah… ahh… I’m coming!! Coming!! Ngh ngh ngh!! Nggghhh!!”

Spurt!! Gush gush!!

A flood of white fluid poured into her.

Hearing the sound, Iris, aroused, pressed her toy harder.

“Aahh, too intense! My insides are rubbed… the rotation stirs my sensitive spots…! I’m coming too, Master! Coming coming coming~~♡”

Our moans and lascivious sounds intertwined.

The room was filled with the scent of male and female mating.

I kept my penis in Mia’s anus post-ejaculation.

*

Lying naked on the bed, Mia and Iris.

I looked out the window.

The capital’s lights competed with the starry night sky.

The audience with the first prince in two days would advance my path to the throne.

Just a bit more.

All to make me king.

And to claim this world.