On the first day of May, Ryan summoned the soldiers who belonged to Viscount Landa and told them they could return.
Over the past two months, Ryan had gradually put Brandt in charge of overseeing the orc slave quarters. With the Imperial Merchant Guild's grain shipments arriving, Ryan had also generously granted them a favor during the handover, allowing them to eat two meals a day.
This would ensure that the orcs would not rebel for a time. By the time those unrepentantly savage orcs had any ideas, they would no longer have enough strength to resist the Frozen Earth Territory.
A few days later, Irina of the Blade Rose Merchant Guild came to the Frozen Earth Territory again. She had come to bid Ryan farewell.
"Every spring from now on, our merchant guild will come to Northwind Province. When that time comes, Lord Ryan, don't forget to sell that Iron Ore to me."
Irina moved closer to Ryan seductively, and Ryan unceremoniously reached out with his predatory hand.
Pushing her away in one motion, Ryan said with a smile,
"I will. The Blade Rose Merchant Guild is my friend. Remember to pass on my regards to the Earl."
"I'm not qualified to meet the Earl, but I'll deliver your words for you."
When Irina mentioned that Countess, her eyes filled with little stars. Then she looked at Ryan with some resentment.
She had wanted to strengthen her relationship with Baron Ryan before leaving, lest the Frozen Earth Territory's goods be sold to someone else.
Ryan ignored Irina's gaze. His blood and Chi had been boiling lately—not his hot blood. By his own observation, it would not be long before he became a Bronze Knight, and he would break through without needing to consume any Life Potions.
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