Hello there. Mind if I ask
who your connection is?

What, we can't buy things from
you without an introduction?

I'm afraid not. I'm not
quite like the other
merchants, you see.

You mean you're different from
the people in Fortune's Market?

Yes, yes, most correct. I
am Mercedes Dunkel, black
marketeer extraordinaire.

Black marketeer?

A salesman for Leviathan's Claw.
I travel the wide world, selling my
weapons wherever I set up shop.

Leviathan's Claw... So you're
one of Yeager's henchmen...?!

Ah hah hah. Henchman has such
a villainous ring to it.

What sort of things
do you have in stock?

Jeez, Judith. Go ahead
and make friends,
why don't ya.

I beg your pardon, but when did knowing
one's enemy become a bad thing?

Hah hah, I suppose I could show such
an honest young lady my wares.
I can't sell you anything, though.

Here. This is a hoplon blastia
that can spray a target with
flames up to 100 meters away.

It's actually an antique from quite
a ways back, but I've kept it in
top shape so it still works fine.

Hey...this. There's a
name written on it...

Yeah, must belong to whoever
dug it out of the ground.

Hey, those guys from Ruins' Gate in
the Shaikos Ruins were writing their
names on the stuff they'd found.

What's worse, this thing's got
that idiot's name on it, too.

Oopsie... Looks like that's solid proof
of a connection between the two...

You know something
don't you, old man?!

Well, the Don's got this little hunch
ya see, that Yeager and Regaey
are one and the same person.

No way. You don't really think
they're both one guy...?

That doesn't change the fact that
Leviathan's Claw and Ruins' Gate're
two different guilds, though.

But imperial law forbids the
trafficking of blastia.

That's got nothin' ta do with the Union.

Fortune's Market's about the only
guild that follows the Empire's laws.
Business and all, ya' see...

...Oh, well now.
You're Brave Vesperia,
aren't you?

We have been making a bit of a
name for ourselves, I guess.

A man in black, a princess-like young
lady, a mage, a man from the Union, a
young boy, a femme fatale, and a dog.

I received word from Yeager to treat you
with extreme caution should we meet.

And with that I'll be bringing our little
business engagement to a close.

What do you think, should
we get rid of him?

H-hold on, now, do you enjoy threatening
poor, defenseless merchants?

Oh stop, you have all these
weapons don't you?

These blastia are my inventory.
I can't just use them whenever I like.

He's not worth the trouble.
Taking care of this guy won't put
a stop to their blastia smuggling.

Well, if it gets ta be a problem for
the Union, they'll be sure ta lay down
the law. Ya know, like with Barbos.

Just like the man says. So if it's
all right with you, I'm going to get
back to earning a living, here.

I am seriously looking into
this whole Ruins' Gate thing
when I get back to Aspio.

Depending on Yeager's next move,
we might be forced into action
ourselves, before too long.