Chapter 796: A Critical Moment
In truth, Troc had made the situation sound more dire than it was.
After all, Napoleon had already captured Milan and was deploying defenses along the Po River to sever the connection between Melas and Austria proper.
In terms of overall strategy, France still held the initiative.
But these were matters the shipowners so far away in Greece could not possibly know. To them, France's Army of Italy was indeed hanging by a thread.
The room fell silent for several seconds. Then a bearded middle-aged man seated by the window rose, straightened his lapels, and said, "Mr. Troc is right. I still need to do business in the Mediterranean Sea, so I must do something."
He looked at Styler. "Baron of Memac, if you are willing to pay forty percent interest, I would not mind sending a ship to Genoa."
Styler seemed to struggle for a moment before finally nodding. "All right, Mr. Borey. Forty percent it is. Thank you for your help."
He was employing a bit of business acumen, making it seem as though the interest was so high that it pained him.
In truth, he had already decided to use the Eastern Mediterranean Trading Company shares in his hands as bargaining chips in exchange for these shipowners' vessels.
He believed that the Crown Prince would certainly permit him to do so.
Compared with the outcome of a war, money was always secondary. Whether it was spent on logistics or weapons, it was far better than using it to pay War Reparations.
Then someone else called out, "Count me in. It is time to settle the score for the Englishman seizing my goods in North America eight years ago."
Ferry glanced at his old friend, sighed, and raised his right hand. "Since Leon