On the morning of the 13th, Landen had planned to go to Roseburg with Gleia, but before they could set out, Jenny Gallop stopped him.
"My lord, the Elven Chamber of Commerce has received several new orders over the past few days. I'd like to ask you to look them over." Jenny had been waiting outside Landen's bedroom since early morning.
"These are all inquiries for Magic Pattern Cargo Containers?" Landen asked, looking at the orders Jenny handed him.
"Yes. They want to order containers that can withstand strong water pressure, can be heated, and, ideally, can absorb magic through their Magic Patterns and heat themselves." Jenny frowned. "But the strangest thing is who's buying them. They've passed through several hands and were ordered through Daddy Camel's Chamber of Commerce, but their final destination is the Southern Harbor Alliance—the pirates south of the Southeast Kingdom."
"Heh, so it really is them," Landen said with a laugh.
"Their offers aren't low. But more importantly, these inquiries clearly state that if they can't order an entire Magic Pattern Cabinet, they'd be willing to buy individual Magic Pattern Plates instead."
"Then they probably can't afford them either," Landen said with a laugh. "A single Magic Pattern Cabinet would have to be worth at least one High-Rank mermaid, wouldn't it?"
"But if you don't sell them, does that mean they can't buy them?" Jenny wasn't sure what Landen was getting at.
"Someone would certainly sell one for 2,000 Gold Coins, but so what? Do you think the Sea Monsters have more money than the Dragons? If the Sea God Clan spends a fortune buying these Magic Pattern Cabinets, some workshops will definitely abandon their old markets to switch production. That'll let us find out who's secretly colluding with the Sea Monsters."
"Oh!" Jenny nodded.