As a minor noble who had chosen sides for the second time back then, he had undoubtedly backed the right horse and stood with the right faction.
After two years, he received his first order.
Standing by the window, Clever watched his wife practicing swordsmanship below and muttered to himself, "Disguise myself as a merchant, enter the Kube Kingdom, sell a batch of supplies, and take ten percent of the profits as payment for my trouble."
According to the secret letter, this batch consisted entirely of healing Magic Potions. The quantity was not large: one thousand bottles of Punos Magic Potion, three thousand bottles of Harmonia Magic Potion, two thousand five hundred bottles of Virtus Magic Potion, and two thousand portions of Nomitao Ointment. Yet their value was immense. At normal prices, they were worth twenty million gold coins.
As for the cost, His Majesty the King had told him it was two million gold coins.
In other words, ten percent of everything above two million gold coins would be his income.
If he sold them for forty million gold coins, the net profit would be thirty-eight million gold coins. Ten percent of that—his share—would amount to 3.8 million gold coins, equal to his territory's total income for two years.
And these supplies had already been secretly transported to Baru Town, Enkar County, Sahle Province, half a month ago, waiting for him to receive them.
"So the news was false."
Clever watched his wife wave at him and returned her smile, but inwardly, he began to speculate which country or faction His Majesty the King intended to wage war against. Would it be the west, or the north?
"This batch of supplies probably isn't the first."
"And this money is clearly military funding, meant to expand my army, earn more