After the meeting ended, Powell took the results to his lord, Marquis Victor, and gave him a detailed report.
"My Lord Marquis, there should be no issues with the newly formulated annual plan.
"But the territory is currently facing financial difficulties, and Baron Weber truly cannot come up with that much money. What should we do if the subsequent payments hold us up?"
Powell was worried that Victor would be angry. After all, the Marquis placed great importance on this batch of slaves.
However, Victor was not angry. He said calmly, "The payment of these one hundred thousand gold coins must be completed as soon as possible. It has already been two months since the war ended.
"Now, only our Golden Sunflower Family's money has not yet been paid. If we cannot make the payments to the various noble families in time,
"then the gratitude I received from them before will fade with time and turn into resentment instead. This must be handled quickly.
"How about this? Have Weber find a way to squeeze fifty thousand gold coins out of the territory's fiscal budget. I will figure out the rest."
After hearing Victor's words, Powell breathed a sigh of relief. Fifty thousand gold coins was half of what had been required before; Weber should be able to manage that.
As for how the Marquis would raise the remaining fifty thousand gold coins, Powell had no desire to ask.
However, in his judgment, even his lord's private treasury would have difficulty producing fifty thousand gold coins.
After all, before this campaign, the Marquis had spent lavishly investing in the territory's Research Institute for the sake of those terrifying weapons.
At that thought, Powell could not help shuddering. It was only natural for weapons capable of destroying heaven and earth to cost