Ross spoke with profound sincerity.
But Charles felt that something was off.
Was Kurto Shatterskull's threat great?
Was it?
Charles had not felt it. Or rather, this level of threat should have been nothing much to the Crimson Caravan Alliance.
Compared to the threat of Kurto Shatterskull letting his soldiers run wild and plunder.
Wouldn't it be an even greater threat if Charles himself unified the territory currently occupied by Kurto Shatterskull?
With more land, Charles's military strength would grow stronger as well, making it easier for him to wield crushing power over the other factions.
At that point, Charles would be even more uncontrollable.
Charles did not believe that Ross before him had failed to consider this.
Even if Ross had not thought of it, could it be that no one in the entire Crimson Caravan Alliance had?
Charles quietly watched Ross before finally saying slowly, "What exactly are you thinking?"
Ross said, "Compared to the present chaos, we would rather return to elven rule."
"Under the elves' rule, restoring the glory of the past is what we hope for."
Charles asked, "Is that so? But as I recall, many of your merchants deal in weapons, equipment, and slave trading."
"Chaos is the foundation of your profits. If there is no more chaos, how will you make money?"
Ross did not dare underestimate Charles either. He had thought Charles was a proud Sun Elf who would be drawn in by the future he had painted.
But now, he discovered that Charles did not seem attracted by such a future at all.
Ross gathered his thoughts and said, "We rely on slave trading for income now because this place is not stable enough, and other businesses cannot operate."
"If this territory becomes stable, it will become an enormous market, and