He estimated that Baron Devor would at most add two or three tis the cost to make a "decent quick profit" and would be satisfied, using this opportunity to climb the connections of the Colin Family.
And for Prince Colin, this may not be a bad thing.
Acquiring land from nobles is far easier than purchasing bit by bit from countless scattered farrs. And rural nobles like Baron Devor are most adept at handling those complex relationships rich with rustic flavors.
They can use their titles and influence to quickly complete land rgers, and efficiently resolve any subsequent issues... as long as there are enough benefits motivating them to do so.
Thinking of this, Huck's previously tense heart completely relaxed, even feeling a bit fervent.
He wiped his sweat, pondered for a mont, and exchanged a glance with Baron Ralph, carrying a subtle hint as he spoke.
"Baron, you are far-sighted, I... In principle, I certainly agree to your loan application. It's just... uh, with your land turning over, you could make quite a profit in passing. You might not be aware, but the Royal Bank doesn't really like doing these 'bridge' transactions, we can't earn much on the interest."
For Mr. Dantes' business, he sought career advancent. As for Baron Devor, since the loan wouldn't help him secure progress in the Royal Bank, he naturally had to seek sothing else.
After all, he wouldn't be here for much longer.
Ralph, being extrely shrewd, clearly understood that greedy look.
The smile on his face grew deeper, gently raising his glass to gesture politely to Mr. Huck: "Naturally. Manager Alton's help today is a tily assistance that the Devor family will keep in mind."
He paused for a mont, his voice lowered a few notches, but carried unquestionable sincerity, "After the deal is done, naturally there'll be no lack of profit for you as well."
"Oh, Baron, you're too kind! Serving the nobles and contributing to the Imperial cause is indeed our duty at the Royal Bank!"
Huck Alton was overjoyed at these words, the wrinkles on his face blossod into a smile, he quickly raised his glass and stood up, his expression solemn as he spoke.
"It's my honor to lend a hand to Baron's grand plan! Rest assured, a re seventy thousand gold coins is quite simple for !"
"Hahaha, Mr. Alton, you're too polite!" Ralph also stood up,
The two glasses gently clinked together in the air, making a clear ringing sound.
The atmosphere in the parlor instantly beca extrely warm and harmonious, like the roaring firewood in the waiting room's fireplace.
The two families chatted and laughed, as intimate as one family.
Little Dewor, crouching by the door, felt his heart pounding intensely, his cheeks flushed with blush, as he tiptoed away from the doorway.
Prince Colin is investing in the White Dew District!
In front of the venerated prince of the Gana Continent, not to ntion a re two square kiloters of land, even the fifteen square kiloters originally held by his family seed to pale in comparison!
Happiness ca so suddenly.
Rounding it up a bit, he himself could be considered part of the prince's entourage in the future!
Thinking that this parlor would soon welco a highly esteed gentleman, Little Dewor's heart filled with excitent.
Becoming a "true noble" was his lifelong dream, and the gentleman sitting next to Marshal undoubtedly fulfilled all his fantasies.
He suddenly felt the na "Holy Temple Knight Order" didn't seem so rustic after all.
Perhaps he could even try to get in and beco a knight...
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