The half-elf merchant left.
But he did not leave empty-handed.
Charles wrote out a list of supplies he needed to purchase, putting everything he required onto it.
He told the half-elf merchant, "This is an opportunity for you to make money."
"Lend me the money, and not only will you earn interest, but you'll also make a profit from the things I purchase."
"Better yet, you can gain the friendship of a Sun Elf lord."
"The situation in the Land of Chaos is not truly suited to commercial development. In my mind, even after I establish my territory, I will still have many kinds of business cooperation with your Crimson Caravan Alliance."
"Do your best. I hope that when you come next time, you'll be able to bring me what I need."
The half-elf merchant left Charles's territory. After walking some distance, he turned back to look at the bustling military camp beyond the town.
The vibrant life here was something he had never seen in many other places.
He even saw more than a dozen particularly formidable cavalrymen. Though they were some distance away, the half-elf merchant could still sense the ferocious aura emanating from them.
The half-elf merchant muttered, "Didn't they say Lord Imril only had ordinary soldiers and cavalry under his command?"
"What is going on with these powerful cavalrymen?"
The half-elf merchant gave those cavalrymen a deep look, then temporarily buried his doubts in his heart.
Charles's list of supplies included many things.
Armor components not yet imbued with runes, weapons, gray-scaled warhorses, food, and healing medicine.
The sorcery materials needed to modify Blood Ring Knights and magic cavalry,
And even materials required to construct an interplanar portal.
However, Charles did not demand much of the merchants when it came to the portal materials. They only