At the banquet, Netherland Wilson invited Landen into a small room, where Landen saw a leopardman roughly his own height.
She was Hoyerwa Cloud Leopard. From head to toe, she looked entirely like a beast. Other than walking upright, there was not the slightest trace of humanity left in her.
"My lord, thanks to Chief Hoyerwa leading several nearby tribes in helping us hunt down the Ratmen, we were able to gain so much," Netherland Wilson introduced her cautiously.
That afternoon, Hoyerwa had delivered some intermediate Magic Beast bones, hoping to test whether she could trade them for Magic Beast Meat. Her move had given Netherland quite a headache. After all, he had agreed to it just last night and could not refuse her. Yet he had not had time during the day to explain the matter fully to Landen, so he did not know Landen's attitude.
"My lord, these are some beast bones left over from our tribe. I heard you have use for them?" Hoyerwa directly pulled out a beast-hide sack from behind her, filled with all kinds of intermediate-grade bones.
"Excellent. I truly do need these. How does Chief Hoyerwa intend to trade for them?" One look into the leopardess's eyes told Landen what she was hoping for, so he decided to speak plainly.
"My lord, we hope to conduct regular trade with your territory. We also hope to exchange these beast bones for Magic Beast Meat and Magic Potions." Hoyerwa lowered herself and spoke with a smile.
"Of course. We can also settle on an exchange rate and make this a long-term arrangement." Landen deliberately stressed the words "long-term," and the leopardess nodded in response, indicating that she was willing to visit other tribes for him and purchase beast bones.
Naturally, Landen could not personally trade