"Sir, won’t this thod be too simple? The area around the rcenary Association is full of weapon shops, no one would run so far... We have tried it in other trades."
"Simple? Who told you that you can just tell others openly like that? Find a few actors, let them cause a conflict in the tavern, one of them wearing armor, others wearing leather armor or ordinary armor."
"Have a bloody fight to highlight the traits of the armor, like how it can resist sword cuts and withstand fire... Make those in leather armor look like clowns getting humiliated."
"After winning, accidentally let slip that the armor was bought from the White Crow Comrce Association."
"Do you think that will attract those rcenaries who lick blood off the blade?"
"Sir, those guys will definitely co! Performing tasks in the wilderness is a gamble with their life, a good set of armor is like a second life!"
"No one would miss such an opportunity."
"Good, then go arrange it later, rember to pick people who do clean work, avoid problems halfway."
"Yes! Rest assured, I have the channels for this, I t a lot of people in the black market who do this kind of work..."
After this topic ended, Lear suddenly thought of sothing and asked.
"Is there a place in Lorand City that sells books?"
Blando’s expression was a bit strange.
"Sir, only those noble lords and the sects possess large collections of books... In Lorand City, privately selling books is against the Empire’s law."
"If discovered, the lightest punishnt is more than ten years of imprisonnt, the heaviest is direct execution."
Knowledge monopoly is not an empty phrase, the nobility and sects even forcefully made laws for it.
It’s almost impossible for commoners to learn high-tier knowledge on their own.
Even commoners privately spreading books is against the law.
Lear felt the shock of the feudal slave society.
These guys play really tough.
Accustod to looking up all kinds of professional knowledge online easily, even nuclear bomb manufacturing techniques, and rocket design drawings in modern tis, suddenly coming to such a knowledge-monopolized environnt.
One can more greatly feel the strong restraint and oppression brought by the sects and the nobility.
They just want to completely cut off the upward path of ordinary people and always maintain their class rule.
To climb up, one can only beco their dog.
And it seems that the nobility and sects have reached a strong consensus and ford an alliance...
This matter, it seems only Firina can be sought out.
Lear lost the mood to talk.
With silence along the way, by noon, the group returned to the White Crow Comrce Association.
Just as he got down from the back of the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King, out of the corner of his eye, he saw several figures who had been waiting for a long ti approaching from the flanks.
Blando noticed several people approaching, pausing his steps, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Chairman Raul, is there sothing?"
He had no goodwill towards Raul, the president of the Rhino Comrce Association, who wanted to intimidate and entice him to give up the armor channel yesterday.
Although soone was sent afterwards to inform him that the debt would be forgiven, he clearly felt the malice.
Don’t be fooled by how good they speak, as soon as you fall into a crisis, they would be the first to hit you when you’re down.
He believes that doing business is the sa as being a person, both need to have a bottom line, maybe having no bottom line can earn more money, but it will also definitely bite back one day.
Raul, with a big belly, a fat face, and beady shrewd eyes, showed a few apologetic smiles.
"President Blando, yesterday was purely a misunderstanding, please don’t take to heart what was said to you... Our debts are written off, all as a compensation for our rudeness."
Saying that, his gaze cautiously turned to Lear.
"This gentleman is so impressive and extraordinary, he must be the new owner of the White Crow Comrce Association."
"Allow to introduce, this is the eldest son of Count Henry, Master Reel Henry..."
"The Rhino Comrce Association is a vassal of Master Raven."
"We co personally, mainly to apologize to you."
The Henry clan descendant in his thirties, dressed in luxurious clothing, imdiately bowed humbly.
"Yes, sir, Raven apologizes for yesterday’s rudeness..."
Just as he finished speaking, Lear suddenly sensed sothing, turning his head to look to the other side.
In his view, a carriage draped with bougainvilleas slowly ca, with green plants seeming to root on the carriage, full of life.
Nine pure white unicorns stepped on the stone slab, making crisp clattering sounds, with a unique rhythm.
Raven Henry, the heir to the Count, also detected sothing amiss, instinctively turned to look.
The mont he saw the carriage, he instantly held his breath, heart pounding wildly.
A bad feeling rose from the heart.
This, this is...
Chairman Raul of the Rhino Comrce Association, his pupils narrowed, instinctively taking a few steps back, both legs trembling.
The unique carriage slowly arrived at the entrance of the White Crow Comrce Association, stopping at their side.
The carriage door opened.
A slim figure in a green long dress stepped down, stood steadily on the ground.
Sweeping the gaze around, finally stopping on Lear, a smile appeared on the face, with right hand on the chest, bending in greeting.
"Good day, Lord Lear."
"His Highness instructed yesterday to have a custom plaque made for your comrce association."
"It was expedited overnight and completed."
"Please take a look..."
As the words fell, the maid driving the carriage retrieved a plaque of natural wood color from the carriage.
A length of over two ters, with the na ’White Crow Comrce Association’ written in common language on it.
And the illiterate staff, when concentrating and looking, would imdiately have the na of the comrce association appear in their minds.
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