"Thank you for holding me in such high regard, Brother Velin." Count Kelt said gratefully, raising his wineglass in a toast to Velin.
"In three days, you can send people to take over those places. However, I'll be taking the Gray-skinned Goblin slaves with me. You'll need to handle the mining matters, since I'm short on manpower as well."
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it."
The three of them chatted freely as the banquet came to an end.
Velin's face was flushed, and he was clearly drunk.
Seeing this, the other two rose to bid farewell and left.
Kyle came out of the kitchen and looked at his drunken master with some helplessness. His alcohol tolerance was really rather poor.
"Gray, clean this place up."
"Yes."
Afterward, Kyle helped Velin back to his tent, washed him up, tucked him in, and left the tent.
"Sir, will Count Kelt Sedes believe what Master said?" Gray came to Kyle's side and asked quietly.
Kyle waved his hand, dismissing the nearby guards. He gestured for Gray to sit down and slowly explained.
"What Master brought out is highly tempting to him. The Sedes Family that Count Kelt belongs to only has two counts. Their overall strength is average, and the resources under their control are limited."
"Even if there are problems with what Master said, he will take the initiative to uphold it and will not let anyone else learn of it."
"As for Commander Rassel, Master did not speak with him beforehand, yet he defended Master so strongly. Do you know why?" Kyle turned and asked.
"For profit. No, it should be for long-term profit." Gray pondered for a moment before answering.
"Exactly. Although Master is only a viscount now, no one can overlook his background or the resources in his