The moment the contract was finalized, even the air in the conference room seemed to grow sweeter.
All three parties wore bright, heartfelt smiles.
This was undoubtedly an epic win-win for everyone.
Each side felt it had made a fortune and taken the others for suckers.
High Archbishop Kael thought pricing things based on the cost of grain was a stroke of genius. Even the Holy Light was praising his wisdom.
Elder Muyu secretly rejoiced. The Elves' cost of growing grain with magic was even lower, and they held a near monopoly on Magic Crystal mining. This time, he felt he was the true winner, quietly raking in a fortune.
As for Great Xia... the corners of Zhao Gang's mouth had never dropped. Lin Mo strongly suspected those two staff officers had come up with the idea behind the scenes.
"Here's to a successful partnership." Zhao Gang took the initiative to extend his hand, his manner sincere.
High Archbishop Kael rose and shook it, his face glowing:
"May the Holy Light bear witness to our friendship! To the complete destruction of those heretics of the Demon Clan!"
Elder Muyu also bowed slightly, his bearing elegant:
"We will prepare all the goods on the list immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kael gave an order to the Templar Knight waiting behind him.
The knight acknowledged the order and strode swiftly out of the conference room.
With a ringing neigh, a Pegasus spread its gleaming wings and streaked away in a trail of light.
The Elves acted just as swiftly.
At Elder Muyu's instruction, an Elf Guard blew a specially made Bone Whistle.
Soon, a mighty Griffin descended from the sky and carried a messenger speeding toward the Elf Kingdom.
Watching the departing figures of the two peoples, Zhao Gang finally