A whole chest of natural magic stones—converted into Blue Star units, it was worth at least three or four hundred magic stones.
They were truly rich!
And besides the magic stones, there were quite a few low-grade magical medicines here. Those were valuable too.
The Hemostatic Herb the War Lizardfolk had just bought contained magical medicine as an ingredient. Otherwise, it would not have sold for such a high price.
After the War Lizardfolk left, the goblin assistant, having finished her work, could not help asking, "Lord Shaman, the Redtooth Clan clearly never came to us to buy herbs or totems. Why did you deceive the War Lizardfolk?"
"Good child, you are still young. It is normal that you do not understand these things."
The goblin shaman Malo kindly stroked the head of the assistant before him. This assistant was a descendant of his grandson's generation, and also the only goblin in the tribe discovered to possess the aptitude for spellcasting.
This goblin had received Malo's teachings since childhood, all so that after his death, she could inherit the position of shaman.
"Tell me, if the War Lizardfolk bought enough herbs and totems from us, what would happen when they fought the Redtooth Clan?" Malo asked.
The goblin assistant scratched her head and said, "The War Lizardfolk were already stronger than the Redtooth Clan. If they bought enough herbs and totems from us, they should be able to thoroughly defeat the Redtooth Clan."
"Hahaha, good child. You are right, but not entirely right."
Malo smiled, then his expression changed. "The War Lizardfolk would thoroughly defeat the Redtooth Clan, kill every kobold who dared resist, and turn the remaining kobolds into slaves. The children and grandchildren of those kobolds would labor for the War Lizardfolk."
"If that happened, there would be