The next day.
William was woken up by three bears licking him on his bed…
That was why he waved his hand and threw them away, multi-kill!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The three bear cubs were thrown back into their beds by him with familiarity. However, the bear cubs had an extremely strong sense of dependence, so the three cubs were angry for a while before they climbed back onto his bed, growling softly.
"Someone come and feed them." William rolled his eyes and got up. The sun had just risen, making it extremely infuriating for having been awakened from his bed.
Just as he was putting his clothes on, the door opened, three maids were already waiting outside for him.
"My Lord, the cubs are growing really quickly. They will be able to eat meat in two weeks." One of the maids said.
"Do tell me if there are any expenses. Let's feed them now." William nodded and walked out of the room.
He glanced at the workers who got up early and were already busily building. His lips broke into a bright vampire smile, feeling good.
"My Lord!"
"Good morning, my Lord!"
"May the Gods' honor always shine on your Honor!" William bumped into many newcomers that greeted him politely, all of which were people of the Iron nation and Black Lava nation.
They came to work here and wanted to settle down here permanently. Thus, they would definitely suck up to William when they bumped into him. Even if they couldn't get the Lord to remember what he looked like, it would be fine as long as they could say something to William.
To this, William nodded lightly with friendliness.
However, just him nodding made many people grateful. The nobilities in the human nations were all too arrogant with their head stuck high up in the skies and saw peasants and slaves as ants, so why would they react to their greeting?
They also heard that the town Lord was an Elf that was very friendly and kind, that was why they had dared to greet him. These newcomers felt that the Border Town was even better than the two nations already.
The expanding mission continued.
William didn't need to do anything. He didn't take any of his men on his territory missions either.
As time passed, the sun shone brightly, William stood by the cliff and finally saw a large army on the plains.
"Why are there so many people?" Lautner was a little confused. They agreed on 3000 normal slaves and 500 professional slaves. However, the number now was not less than five thousand people. He even found out that there were 500 soldiers guarding this big group!
Or he could say, they were to prevent the slaves from running away…
"Curry is quite capable." William raised an eyebrow. Slave trade was legal in many human nations!
However, in the countries, only the slave-trading within the country was legal and it was illegal for people to leave the country.
However, no one disliked gold coins. Although the countries might not like slaves to be traded out of the country, the policies weren't enough to stop everything from happening.
The nobilities within the nations always had different ways of doing things.
Now, William also believed that Curry wasn't the providing merchant. He was merely a middle-man and these slaves were probably provided by a certain great noble.
The mountainous route wasn't an easy climb, but it was the only way, so the group of people had no choice but to climb up the steep cliff with sad expressions.
William didn't have the plans to fix the roads yet. In fact, he thought that the harder it was to climb this route, the better it was for the safety of the territory.
As Curry arrived at the town with a large group of people behind him, he waved his hand to get those five hundred soldiers to go down the cliff while the town's soldiers went forward to naturally receive the slaves.
Curry glanced at the slightly confused William. He didn't explain first, instead, laughing loudly and heartily, "My most respectful Lord, I brought you the men you wanted. What do you think about the quality?"
"Pretty good. They're all strong men and women. However, aren't there too many?" William wasn't too happy, furrowing his eyebrows a little. Was Curry planning to force an unwanted transaction?
However, with just the five hundred soldiers he brought, wasn't he being too confident?
Curry seemed to be able to tell William's confusion. After all, it wasn't a surprise for transactions to have small gifts, but this was too much.
That was why he invited William towards a more secluded corner and said straightforwardly, "Your Honor, the extra 2000 normal slaves, and 200 professional slaves are a gift to you!"
William broke into a bright smile, patting his shoulder. "Younger brother!"
"Feel free to say everything you want! As an older brother, I'll try to settle it to my best ability!
The corners of Curry's lips twitched. Was this real?
Also, was William really older than him?
However, although Curry's level was high, he didn't really dare to call William brother. He glanced around him, saying carefully, "Your Honor, I do have something to ask of you!"
William nodded immediately, gesturing for him to continue.
"I'm a viscount in the Black Lava nation. My father is a Duke, but I'm my Father's second son…
"My Father fought in wars for at least a decade in his younger days. As he got older, all of his injuries and body aches came back. Now, his days are limited, but I want to earn the inheritance of his Duke title!"
Curry's words were very direct.
After all, he could tell that this Lord William was a more straightforward Elf.
Although this was slightly different from the impression of Elves he had, these types of Elves were easier to communicate with.
"You want me to kill your older brother?" William raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. My older brother will come to hunt in the Blackleaf Forest in three days' time. This is my own chance and my last chance.
"If I cannot grasp this chance properly, once my Father passes away, your Honor would probably not see me again…" Because of his merchant team, Curry knew a lot of nobilities.
However, the scheming and vampire-like greediness amongst nobilities were extremely hard to describe. He wouldn't dare to get help from the other nobilities.
Even if a great nobility helped him, he would ultimately become a puppet.
"This isn't really a good…" William didn't agree to the request immediately. He felt that the plan would work, but he was an Elf after all and his image could not fall apart right now. He could not act too greedily.
Curry's heart tightened and he immediately said, "5000 normal slaves and 600 professional slaves. This is my gift to Your Honor after I inherit the title."
"That's not right…" William sucked in a deep breath, feeling as though this deal had come too easily.
"6000 normal slaves and 700 professional slaves. This is the maximum limit I can promise now. Your Honor doesn't have to be afraid of being targeted by the Black Lava nation if you accept them, I'll manage that.
"The most important thing is, even if I inherit the title, the merchant team will still exist and we will give the best discounts to Your Honor during our deals." Curry had to say, he would rather believe in an Elf than get an assassin.
After all, honesty and ability to keep their promises were a known fact of the Elves across the world.
William's expression was serious as he caressed his chin, saying in confusion, "What if I killed him and you didn't give me the slaves?"
"Your Honor is laughing. I'm willing to swear to the Gods and make a Gods' contract!" Curry's smile was very sincere, though laced with a hint of ruthlessness.
"Which God?" William suddenly asked.
"…"
Curry's smile slowly disappeared, as the corners of his lips twitched. "The Light God."
William immediately laughed. "Haha, don't worry. Just let me settle the rest.
"Brother Curry, you just have to tell me the time and place your older brother is hunting. Nothing will be a problem.
"After all, as a righteous and kind Elf, I really hate that the older brother who is about to inherit the Duke title is actually such a heartless and discourteous person."
"I'll depend on Your Honor then." Curry's heart ached a little, though he still nodded. After all, slaves were a lot cheaper than gold coins in his eyes.
The benefits of the slave trade were hard to imagine.
The source of slaves was so simple it was hard to believe…