John had no idea that Fritz had misunderstood Cain and was now considering how to match him with Britney.
After finishing his conversation with Cain and giving the Hohenheim Family a chance to weigh their options, he returned straight to the Governor's Office and spent the night studying his weapons-dumping plan for the Warrior Hunting Season three months away.
The next day, he contacted William and shared the proposal with him.
At first, when William heard that John intended to dump weapons on the Beastfolk market, he found it rather unbelievable. The idea seemed far too risky, and his instinct was to reject it.
But after hearing John's entire plan, along with the fact that this round of weapons sales could generate nearly ten million D in net profit at the very least...
His Majesty William, who was so poor his underwear was practically full of holes and who spent every day fretting over equipment upgrades for Dormammu's newly organized Third Air Force Army, immediately agreed, his eyes blazing red.
He even thumped his chest during the call and assured John that, when the time came, Faoken could simply sell off its obsolete weapons. He would handle the trade permits and everything involving the Old Guard Party.
"My dear John, rest assured. Just fleece those fat sheep in the Saga Kingdom for all they're worth. You needn't worry about anything else. If something really does go wrong, I'll take the blame for you."
"With me stepping in, even that old bastard Wolf won't dare keep making an issue of it. At most, he'll find some way to squeeze a few benefits out of us."
"Of course, I believe that, with your business acumen and the talented people under you, if Faoken wanted to cook the
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