The Suddenly Appearing Demon (4)

In the end, the two sides signed a detailed trade contract: Ang would deliver one million fine steel swords and fine steel sabers to the lizardman tribe in batches over the course of a year, while the lizardmen chose to pay for all the Magic Crystals in a single installment.

The quantity of Magic Crystals was enormous. Level 4 Magic Crystals alone filled more than a dozen chests, turning Ang's camp into a temporary Magic Crystal warehouse for the next several days.

That morning, Ang sat in the reception hall.

Dana stood nearby, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Ang, are you really planning to sell such a huge batch of weapons to the lizardmen?" he asked in a low voice.

"Aren't you worried they'll use them to turn around and attack the Empire, or even other Imperial nobles?"

Ang casually flipped through the manifest left behind by the lizardman envoy, his expression calm. "If they use these weapons to rebel, I'll have a legitimate reason to skin them for another layer."

"I'm not selling them weapons to give them strength. I'm putting a noose around their necks."

Dana pondered for a long while, then smiled and shook his head. "A million fine steel blades... that's really a massive undertaking. I'd wager many nobles' weapon workshops haven't produced that many weapons in total since the day they were founded."

Ang neither confirmed nor denied it. He merely instructed a guard, "Invite the nobles in the Volgograd Northern Council who operate their own weapon workshops. Tell them I have business to discuss."

By noon, five nobles arrived at Ang's residence one after another.

They were all nobles from the Empire's northern borderlands. Though there was plenty of competition among them, before Ang, the First Councilor, they obediently restrained their arrogance.

"Count Ang, may