Inside the central tent of the beastmen camp, the human possessed by the legendary Fox Clan member Surus sat with his eyes closed, a smug smile on his face as he said:
"The Beaver Clan recently spent 5,000 Gold Coins to purchase seventy-five Magic Pattern Cargo Containers from the Human Race."
The human called Surus did not open his eyes, merely speaking leisurely. "These containers can float across water. They can even dive to an appropriate depth and transport goods directly beneath the surface. Do you know whose product they are?"
"Uh..."
"Night-Kirin City's!" Surus said with a grin. "That's right, just as you guessed. That Lord of Night-Kirin City sent troops to intercept the human slaves, then colluded with the local Chambers of Commerce, causing the Royal Court's plan to essentially fall through."
"They? The Human Race is cooperating with the local beastmen?" Olmert asked in disbelief.
The man nodded. "Yes. Now, not only have the various Chambers of Commerce recovered their impounded goods, they have also received loans from the local Dulciz family."
"How did you find out?"
"Hmph, our Fox Clan has assisted Beast Kings for so many generations. We must have some tricks up our sleeves, no?" This human with his eyes tightly shut was in fact being inhabited by the Fox Clan Legend named Surus Fox.
Ever since the Fox Clan had heard last year that a Barbarian force called Gallop had emerged on the Gallop Plains, they had gradually begun infiltrating Hindukush. They set up a small trading house in every local city, using trade between those establishments to test the speed of cargo circulation and the scarcity of goods.
Last month, he had instructed the trading houses in every region to order small quantities of local specialties from other cities. Such goods were