Arms Race (Part 1)

Keosius, now in human form, casually waved his hand.

With the fluctuations of the Weave, the solid space that even the legendary mage Kassand could not break through was torn apart, and a portal appeared.

Keosius, sitting on the throne, smiled and said:

"Give my regards to His Majesty Otis. Although the Empire has remained neutral in the war, I support him as the rightful heir to the Fadlan."

"Go ahead, and as long as you pay enough Gold Coin, you will get what you want."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Naven was visibly moved and bowed repeatedly in thanks before stepping into the portal.

This emperor had a very good impression of Kassand!

He even personally expressed his support! Navin Bessarius thought to himself with delight at receiving the emperor's greetings, but he didn't know that Keosius was simply fond of the Kassand Kingdom's abundant treasury and the Fadlan Legacy it had received.

Outside the portal, the Battlefield Wheelchair Man had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the newcomer, he smiled broadly, first giving a standard Fadlan bow, and then warmly welcoming him.

"You must be Lord Navin. I've heard so much about you."

"I am Battlefield Wheelchair Man and the product consultant for this transaction. Please follow me."

"Okay, thank you."

"Not at all, it's what I should do. Our Klaubert Group has always treated customers as... well, VIPs."

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Naven felt a little uncomfortable with the man's enthusiasm, but he still nodded repeatedly to show his politeness.

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man- Navin Bessarius, the secret envoy of the Kassand Kingdom.

This is a rare find – a real bargain! No, a major client!

Since his successful sales pitch to the Thrace Kingdom and the high commission he received, he seems to have opened the door to a new world, and since then he has been unstoppable.

Today, he has become a top product consultant for the Klaubo Wu Military Industrial Group, with outstanding performance and a consecutive sales champion title. He is striving for the position of group sales manager.

"Erezege" is so real and rich.

Combat and adventure are not the only ways to play; every player can find their place within them.

For those Battlefield Wheelchair Man, since they lack the talent for the battlefield, they'll enter the workforce! "Bang! Bang!"

Loud explosions echoed in the distance, but the people around them were already used to it. The Battlefield Wheelchair Man led the way with a calm expression, while only Naven looked around with great curiosity.

Located on the outskirts of Istaria, this place offers views of a large altar perched on a cliff in the distance.

The air was thick with the Gunsmoke smell of gunpowder. In the distance, on the open field, there were rows of neat human-shaped standees and targets, and further on, there were dense shell craters on the ground.

On that wide road, squads of Hobgoblin, guns at their sides.

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man explained, "This is the Imperial Army firing range, not only a training ground for infantry, but also a testing ground for our Klaubert Group's new products."

"Come this way, I'll take you to the dedicated area for product testing."

"Good."

Naven gazed thoughtfully at the Hobgoblin training in the distance.

The weapons they carried appeared to be quite different from those carried by the Thrace Kingdom soldiers.

However, he didn't think much of it and followed the Battlefield Wheelchair Man onto a side road, arriving at another location.

"Alright, this is the place."

"Slap! Slap!"

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man clapped his hands.

"Show our group's products to our new clients!"

Upon hearing this, a group of Hobgoblin immediately came up carrying wooden boxes, while several Ogre approached from a distance carrying cannons.

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man turned his head and stared intently at Naven: "Lord Navin, what kind of product do you wish to purchase after traveling such a long distance?"

"Please rest assured that the quality of the products from the Klaubert Group is unparalleled in the entire Feanso Continent, and will absolutely meet your needs."

Naven pondered for a moment and said, "I have faith in the quality of your weapons."

"After all, our Kassand Kingdom has suffered quite a bit because of the weapons you sold to the Thrace Kingdom."

"I need weapons and equipment that can arm mortals, at least enough to make them comparable to the Thrace army. I wonder if you can provide any?"

"Hey!"

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man clapped his hands dramatically.

"Then you've come just in time!"

He gave a wink, Hobgoblin behind him opened the wooden box in his hand, revealing an oiled spear inside.

Naven quickly stepped forward.

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man pressed his advantage, saying, "You may not know this, but the weapons the Thrace Kingdom acquired were the [Enemy Breaker Fire -III]. Our army has already phased them out, and our production line is preparing to stop producing that outdated product."

"To put it bluntly, it's just the garbage we've piled up in the warehouse."

"But the one in front of you is different."

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man approached mysteriously and whispered, "This is our latest product—the [Wyvern Flame-I], the king of the battlefield in the New Era!"

He took out a long gun from the wooden box, skillfully loaded it with ammunition, and aimed it at the distant target.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a hole appeared between the eyebrows of the human-shaped target.

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man didn't look at the target; he simply turned around gracefully, patted the rifle in his hand, and began to introduce the subject with great interest.

"This is the Empire's most advanced infantry weapon, a pioneering product in a new series— the Wyvern Flame-I."

"Compared to the previous series, this product creatively uses smokeless ammunition, which has significantly improved in range, accuracy and power, and has won high praise in the Imperial Army."

"Even a five-star general—no, an Imperial Marshal Dolo— made this assessment: 'If a soldier doesn't have a Wyvern Flame-I in his hand, then he is not a qualified Imperial Fighter.'"

"This, this is..."

Upon hearing this, Naven was first startled, then overjoyed.

It turns out that the Thrace Kingdom only received the worst and lowest quality weapons! He, on the other hand, can bring back the most advanced and highly regarded equipment of the Embers of the Burned Empire to the Kassand Kingdom, giving Kassand a weapon advantage over the Thrace Kingdom! It should be noted that the current army of the Kassand Kingdom is roughly equal in strength to the combined forces of Thrace and Seleucia, and any change could tip the balance of power.

This could even turn the tide of the battle!

The Battlefield Wheelchair Man continued speaking, and Naven suppressed his elation, listening intently to every word he uttered—despite it being a jumble of useless platitudes.