After settling the price with Mark.
Imp-level bloodline potions were worthless, so he discarded that business outright.
A Lesser Demon-level potion was worth around twenty thousand Magic Stones to Mark.
In Isata, that price could be raised considerably, reaching forty or fifty thousand.
But how to transport them back was a major problem.
Some money was meant for those merchants to earn, and Charles had no suitable transportation channel.
Intermediate Demon potions were more expensive. Even with Mark, they could sell for over two hundred thousand Magic Stones.
This business was worth doing. Greater Demon bloodline potions were even more expensive,
but also more difficult to obtain.
Charles would have to personally capture Greater Demons before extracting their bloodlines.
There was little point in doing such business in Isata.
Luring a demon into a trap was not easy, and there were costs involved.
But in this Abyssal world, the supply was simply inexhaustible.
Whatever kind of demon he wanted, he could have as many as he wanted.
Charles simply began recruiting, taking in Intermediate Demons in large numbers as his subordinates.
Near the demon hunting grounds, a huge boulder had been placed there.
Written upon it in flame runes was a notice recruiting Intermediate Demons as warriors under his command.
Charles personally oversaw the recruitment site, promising, "All demons who join my command will be able to eat fresh flesh every day."
"Fresh souls will be delivered every month. Just think of how those souls taste—don't you want a change of flavor?"
"There will be battles every day. I will lead you into bloody war and capture every demon that refuses to obey my commands."
"Demons who distinguish themselves in battle, I will help them advance to Greater Demons in the future."
At the scene, Charles had also laid out