One Night After the Battle

Mulin had the clerks place all the account books on the table. They did not need to wait in the tent.

The clerks still had to head to the plaza to inventory the supplies that had just arrived, so they all left the tent. In the blink of an eye, the tent became quiet and deserted, leaving only two Elven Guards standing watch at the entrance.

Roy leaned back in his chair and replied to Mulin, "I plan to have them stay and repair the seawall."

"You're going to make those Imperial Merchants dig rocks by the shore?"

Mulin stared at Roy with wide eyes.

Roy nodded without offering much explanation, then said to Mulin:

"As for those Gray Dwarf prisoners, send them all to Plateau City. Put the capable ones in the Forging Workshop, and send the incapable ones down the mines. You'll be returning there in a few days anyway, so you can take them back with you."

"So all of this is being dumped on me too!"

Mulin said with some dissatisfaction. Then she braced both hands against the table and asked Roy, "Won't doing this scare off the other Imperial Merchants from trading with you?"

Roy hesitated for a moment before replying calmly, "It might have some effect, but it won't stop every Imperial Merchant from trading with us. The Magic Herbs market is currently a seller's market. Besides, I don't want to do business with those Slave Traders. Later, I may contact the Naga Sea Clan of the Nozahak Tribe and work with them to crack down on Slave Ships in these waters. I want to wipe out all the Slave Traders operating around Kui Island."

Mulin was not surprised in the slightest by Roy's firm determination to crack down on Slave Traders.

He had