I Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble and Want to Enjoy a Laid-Back Harem Life – I Have No Intention of Getting Involved in the Main Story, Just Want to Live Comfortably with My Female Slaves, but Everyone Around Me Keeps Treating Me Like a Hero

And so, we arrived at the royal capital.

“Fresh produce! Get your vegetables here—cheap and fresh!”

“Someone, please! Won’t anyone buy my magic tools? I won’t even have food for tomorrow!”

“Step right up! Behold, the legendary Dragon’s Jewel—truly one of a kind!”

The capital city of Arcantia, within the Twilight Kingdom—the land of my birth in this life—was one of the greatest metropolises in the world.

Naturally, its population was enormous, and so was the number of merchants operating here.

“Wow… we’re really here.”

I had donned a light disguise and was now walking through the bustling city streets, with only Bohater in tow.

“Yeah, we’re here. So? What exactly do you plan to do? Your father wanted you to focus on etiquette training, remember? But instead, you’ve just ignored all that and rushed into the streets. Are you just here to sightsee?”

“Making money. What else?”

In a place like this, there had to be some way to make a quick profit.

“Making money, huh…? And you think you can actually pull that off?”

“Of course.”

I understood the basic principles of business—supply and demand.

If there was demand, all I had to do was supply.

Simple.

“I really doubt this.”

“Just watch.”

I casually scanned my surroundings, observing the people walking through the city.

Soon, my eyes landed on a woman who looked slightly lost and troubled.

“Excuse me, miss.”

Without hesitation, I approached her.

“…Huh? Me?”

“Yes, you. You’re a tourist, aren’t you?”

“Eh!? How did you know!?”

She looked exactly like a tourist.

From her luggage to her uncertain gait—everything screamed “I don’t know my way around.”

“Heh. That’s why I have something to sell you.”

I pulled out a bundle of papers.

“This is a travel guide to the royal capital. With this, your sightseeing experience will be flawless!”

“…A guide?”

“Yep. It even comes with a map.”

“A map!?”

Initially, she wasn’t too interested.

But the moment I mentioned “map,” her eyes widened in shock.

Well, of course.

In my past life, maps were easily accessible, but in this world, that wasn’t the case.

Maps were valuable.

They were considered important military information.

“H-How did you even make this?”

“I walked around and mapped it out myself. Obviously, there are gaps—I couldn’t enter noble districts or certain facilities—but for a tourist, this should be more than enough.”

I had carefully created the map to just avoid any legal trouble.

Its value was undeniable.

“I see… Can I take a look?”

“Of course.”

I handed her the guide.

“…Wait, this is legit. It’s really well made.”

“Told you.”

Of course, it was.

I had used an actual noble’s map as a reference while making it.

As a noble myself, I had access to such resources.

“So? Want to buy it?”

“How much?”

“One silver coin.”

“…Isn’t that a bit expensive?”

“But it includes a map. Wouldn’t you rather have a smooth, enjoyable trip? This city is a maze. It’s crowded, full of con artists, and easy to get lost in. A reliable guide is well worth the price. I may be young, but I’ve lived here my whole life. I grew up in an orphanage, running through these streets—I know this city better than anyone. I swear on the gods, I would never scam anyone.”

With a straight face, I lied through my teeth.

“Well… I suppose I do need this. Fine. I’ll pay your price.”

“Pleasure doing business with you!”

I accepted the money and handed her a freshly conjured guide.

“Thanks!”

“No problem.”

As expected, a tourist had plenty of cash to spare.

She looked strong too—probably an adventurer.

Easy money.

“Y-You’re ruthless.”

Bohater, who had been watching from the side, muttered in disbelief.

“Oh, don’t make me sound like a villain. She didn’t lose out in this deal. A noble made this guide—it’s quality work.”

For the record, while making these guides, I had also gone around to various stores, striking deals to feature them in the guide in exchange for payment.

So, every time I sold a guide, I earned extra money from the featured businesses.

A perfect business model.

What? You’re asking if this is just advertising disguised as a travel guide?

Who cares?

“Alright, let’s keep selling!”

This was the royal capital—a world-famous city.

There were plenty of tourists.

I had no shortage of customers.

With enthusiasm, I threw myself into my business.

After some time—

I had been making steady sales, accumulating money, and navigating through the city when—

“…Huh?”

“What’s up?”

“There’s someone suspicious over there.”

In a city this big, it was only natural that I’d eventually spot someone off.

“Time for phase two of my money-making scheme…”

Catching criminals—

That was also a very profitable venture.

Let’s see just how much we can make off this.