The Loser Lord Who Kept Getting Sweet Revenge and Somehow Rose to the Top - Chapter 02: Is Revenge Freedom? If It’s Free, Then Anything Goes!

Chapter 02: Is Revenge Freedom? If It’s Free, Then Anything Goes!

After clearing her throat, Kiriko calmly continued:

“First, that sow-bitc—oh, excuse me, I mean Talia—isn’t actually from a noble family. She’s the daughter of the Retenable Trading Company, a massive merchant house. So why don’t we start by crushing that company?”

At the words “crush the company,” the three of us leaned forward in interest, ears pricked.

According to Kiriko, the Retenable Company’s wealth came from controlling the sole trade route for spices that couldn’t be obtained within this kingdom. Their entire fortune rested on that monopoly. …So, if we could somehow import spices faster, cheaper, and in larger quantities, their business would crumble overnight.

But then came the big question: how do we even get those spices? Normally, caravans had to trek across mountains and deserts into the southern neighboring country to bring them back.

Kiriko’s idea? Forget wagons pulled by horses—why not use Comet? Hitch a cargo platform behind him and have him fly back and forth through the skies. Safer, faster, and capable of hauling way more than any caravan ever could.

Of course, dragons were prideful creatures. Asking one to pull a cart was usually the kind of thing they’d refuse on the spot.

But when I glanced at Comet, he was already flapping his wings, eyes sparkling with excitement. His whole body radiated, “I’m in! Let’s do this! I’m gonna start right now!” so strongly I half-expected the words to appear glowing above his head.

With that much enthusiasm, he looked ready to leap out the window and soar into the skies that very second.

Since it was Kiriko’s idea, I figured—why not? Even if it didn’t work out, I had nothing to lose. So I asked the estate workers to spend a few days building a cargo platform. Then, for the test run, Comet and I flew across the border to the neighboring country and loaded the entire thing full of spices.

…And holy crap. We brought back an absurd amount for dirt cheap. Like, too good to be true levels. But nope—it was all real.

Shocked at how well it worked, Comet and I started making regular trips back and forth, partly for business and partly just for the fun of it. Since we could do the round trip in a single day, buying in bulk was easy as pie!

At first, the merchants at our supplier were freaked out—after all, a dragon suddenly swooping in and buying out an entire wagonload of stock wasn’t exactly everyday business. But after a few trades, they got used to it. Before long, they were even asking me to handle purchases from other neighboring countries on their behalf. The pay was solid, and really, building connections always started small. So every time someone asked, I flew here and there, hauling goods until I’d become one of their most trusted clients.

Then luck struck—an epidemic broke out in the neighboring country. So I flew to another nation that had medicine, bought it in bulk, and delivered it straight over. They were so grateful I even got an audience with their ministers and king. They promised to send a letter of gratitude to my own kingdom, but honestly, they didn’t need to. As far as I was concerned, saving lives was plenty.

“After all, that’s what being a dragon knight is all about—helping others!”

“You said it!”

After a fancy dinner with the big shots of the neighboring country—where they thanked us and promised to keep relations strong—I headed home with Linna, who had been acting as my attendant. The whole flight back, we traded playful banter, both of us practically glowing with smug satisfaction.

…By the way, the wholesale cost of the spices we bought directly abroad was about one-tenth of what they sold for inside our kingdom. Retenable’s profits came from piling on all the extra expenses—the week-long trek across mountains and deserts, wages for caravan staff, and the cost of guards to fend off bandits.

But with Comet? None of that applied. No guards, no long journeys—just a quick round trip in a single day. Fast, cheap, and top quality. Three wins in one.

Since transportation costs were basically zero, I could even afford to pay more than Retenable when buying, while still selling for less once back home. So, I started purchasing at three times Retenable’s buying price. The wholesalers were overjoyed and handed over stock in bulk.

The result? My family’s warehouse was now stacked to the ceiling with mountains of spices that were supposed to be rare and precious.

“Wait… doesn’t this mean that skank’s family business is gonna keel over instantly? And her old man, who backed her, is probably turning pale as a sheet right about now??”

Linna let out a dry laugh as the four of us—Kiriko, Linna, Comet, and I—stared at the ridiculous mountain of spices.

And honestly? I was thinking the exact same thing.

“They’re people whose deaths wouldn’t matter anyway, so isn’t it fine? As for the innocent employees, I’ll make sure they find work elsewhere.”

Fweeeew, our Kiriko’s so cool!

Well, she had a point. If they died, so what? Honestly—better that they just hurry up and die!

So, we dumped our mountain of cheaply imported spices into the market at about half the price Retenable was selling them for. The result? A spectacular price collapse.

But really, that wasn’t a bad thing at all. Up until now, Retenable had monopolized the trade and kept prices sky-high. With spices suddenly going for half that cost, even commoners could afford them—not just nobles. The entire kingdom was overjoyed, showering us with thanks.

On the flip side, Retenable got absolutely destroyed. Their monopoly was broken, and because I’d started buying at higher rates, the neighboring country stopped wholesaling to them at their old prices. They couldn’t secure stock anymore, and even if they did, I was undercutting them domestically by selling below their cost. It was the death of their business—plain and simple.

Of course, they came running to complain. But I brushed them off with a single line:

“Guess you just don’t have enough business sense.”

Watching them stomp off with faces red enough to explode, too furious to say another word, was beyond satisfying.

And so, Retenable’s precious monopoly was shattered to pieces. Spices now poured into the market cheaply, steadily, and in massive quantities—while that loose woman’s family lost the very product that made up nearly all their income. Now they were barely clinging to life. Serves them right!

From the royal palace to everyday households, spices became affordable and plentiful. Honestly, you could call it a revolution at the dinner table.

So what was the end result? Other than Talia’s family and her father taking massive losses and having their lives ruined… everyone else was happy. And me? I was happy too.

Aaaahhh, doing good things feels amazing!! This is the best mood I’ve ever been in!!!