Buying Serfs, Returning to the Territory

Inside the room.

Lajos dismissed Ram, and the two spoke again for quite some time. It was not until an hour later that Thor emerged from Lajos's room, a smile appearing on his face.

This time, he had not only purchased a large quantity of Blazing Oil, but more importantly, he had reached a partnership with Lajos. As a member of the Assad Family—a family engaged in trade—even though Lajos Assad was not highly valued, the resources he could mobilize were still immense.

With this channel in place, purchasing supplies in the future would become much easier for him.

As for smuggling.

The kingdom's laws had always punished only smugglers, never the buyers.

After all, this was ultimately a world ruled by nobles. In this world, the nobles who made the laws naturally would not create laws that restricted themselves.

The same applied to smuggling.

After all, those who could purchase smuggled goods were basically nobles.

Ordinary people could not afford them.

As for why Lajos had agreed.

The reason was simple.

The prospects Thor had laid out were tempting enough.

If he could become a baron within three years.

Then Lajos, who had established the trade route, would reap unimaginable rewards.

And even without considering that, Lajos would agree simply to resolve his current predicament.

His earlier hesitation had merely been because he belonged to the Assad Family, while Thor belonged to the Dreyrosa Family.

But before such enormous temptation, that hesitation was no longer worth mentioning.

"Ryan, later, take the gold coins and thirty knights to Maple Leaf Territory and bring the goods back."

Thor spoke as he gave the order to Ryan beside him.

"Yes!"

Ryan quickly nodded.

After giving Ryan his instructions, Thor headed toward the Habs Merchant Guild.

He had not forgotten the purpose of his visit. The Blazing Oil had merely been an unexpected delight, and while it did indeed make his plans more complete, he still needed to buy some slaves to be safe.

He strode forward.

Soon, he entered the Habs Merchant Guild.

When a figure spotted Thor from afar, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over at a jog.

"Knight Thor Dressrosa, welcome."

The attendant was slightly out of breath, but he quickly spoke nonetheless.

Inside, he could not help feeling excited.

The last time, this man had spent a full one hundred and twenty gold coins. He would not forget such a major customer.

Even though he had already been promoted one rank, it was still the same.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

"I came this time to purchase more serfs. How many do you still have here?"

Thor smiled as he spoke, following the attendant forward.

"Knight Thor Dressrosa, we naturally have slaves here. How many would you like to purchase this time?"

The attendant asked with a smile.

He then led Thor underground once more.

Crystals lit up.

Rows upon rows of slaves appeared again.

"This time, I need sturdier slaves. Goddess of Life, the slaves you sold last time were far too scrawny. They could not even defeat small Green Goblins. Nearly all five hundred of them died."

Thor sighed, his expression filled with helplessness.

Hearing his words, the attendant's mouth twitched, and he even cursed him as a vampire in his heart.

"Well, Knight Thor Dressrosa, those were already extremely sturdy. But you are a valued customer, and the Habs Merchant Guild will certainly meet your requirements. We happen to have received a new batch of serfs. They are stronger, and they only need some buckwheat each day to survive. While they may not be able to fight Green Goblins, dealing with Timid Goblins should not be much of a problem. It is just that the price..."

The attendant spoke, then waved his hand.

A figure quickly ran off.

A moment later, brand-new slaves were brought over one after another.

Unlike the sallow and emaciated slaves from last time, these slaves were visibly much stronger.

"Not bad. How much?"

Thor nodded in satisfaction and asked.

"Thirty silver coins each. If you need more, we can offer a lower price."

The attendant answered cautiously.

"How much lower? You don't know this, but a group of damned Green Goblins has appeared in my territory. There are simply too many of them. I need to clear them out, but I will need quite a few serfs."

Thor spoke indignantly, then sighed.

But upon hearing this, the attendant's eyes immediately lit up.

"If you purchase five hundred, how about twenty-eight silver coins each?"

After thinking for a moment, the attendant hurriedly replied.

"No, no, perhaps you did not understand me. Those damned Green Goblins are a large Goblin Tribe. I do not need five hundred, or one thousand. I need three thousand."

Thor shook his head and spoke with a sigh.

His words instantly made the attendant's eyes widen, his breathing growing heavy.

"Y-you, how many did you say?"

The attendant stammered.

"How about twenty silver coins each? I will purchase three thousand outright, and there will be no need for any further discounts."

Looking at the stammering attendant, Thor smiled inwardly. He hesitated briefly before speaking as though gritting his teeth.

"P-please wait!"

"I need to report this."

The attendant finally came to his senses and hurriedly spoke.

Then he rushed away.

What a joke. Twenty silver coins each for three thousand people meant six hundred gold coins. Even for the entire Habs Merchant Guild, this was no small transaction.

He quickly found the manager of the Habs Merchant Guild.

He reported the news.

Once the attendant had made his report, the Habs Merchant Guild's manager was also alarmed.

He hurried over.

"Honored Knight Thor Dressrosa, the Habs Merchant Guild accepts your request."

"How about this? You are our valued customer, so we will still offer you a discount."

"For three thousand high-grade slaves, you need only pay a total of five hundred and forty gold coins."

The Habs Merchant Guild's manager spoke respectfully.

"Thank you very much!"

Thor smiled and nodded without refusing.

Saving some money was naturally a good thing.

The price of these slaves had already been inflated tenfold.

"You are too courteous!"

"Do you have any other needs?"

The Habs Merchant Guild's manager asked earnestly.

"Not for now. If I need anything next time, I will come again."

Thor smiled and shook his head.

"Oh, right, honored Knight Thor Dressrosa. There will be an auction in Loren City three months from now. A precious Life Potion will be auctioned there. If you have time, you may wish to attend."

The Habs Merchant Guild's manager smiled and nodded. Then, as though recalling something, he quickly added.

"An auction!"

"Three months from now?"

"Thank you very much for the reminder. If I have time, I will certainly attend."

Thor smiled and nodded.

He did not refuse the invitation.

After all, with the Daily Intelligence System, there was a chance he might find a bargain at an auction.