System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 712 - 245: Kill Every Last One of You (10,000 Words)

Chapter 712: Chapter 245: Kill Every Last One of You (10,000 Words)

This was only for the construction of special buildings in the territory.

If there were more magic ores,

he could have Flint forge a batch of empowered heavy armor and horse armor for the soldiers and warhorses,

creating a truly elite armored cavalry!

The pity was,

until now, apart from the single magic ore a little girl found,

and the magic ores sent by Zod before him,

he had never seen or heard of any.

Listening to Lynn’s words, Zod, without any hesitation, said, "Master Lynn, I still need fine salt!"

"Fill my carriage with fifty thousand pounds of fine salt, and exchange the rest for gold pounds."

In order to transport forty thousand pounds of leather, he brought ten carriages.

He couldn’t possibly return with empty carriages after selling the goods to Lynn.

By exchanging for low-cost fine salt at Master Lynn’s place, transporting it to high-demand areas,

he could make another big profit!

Lynn nodded, "Of course."

"After the exchange, you can receive seven hundred and ninety-three gold pounds and fifty thousand pounds of fine salt."

"How does Mr. Zod feel about that?"

After a brief consideration, Zod smiled and said, "Let’s go with what Master Lynn said."

With a little calculation, he would know.

Master Lynn exchanged his goods at a rate of five pence per pound of fine salt.

Even rounding off for better calculation,

compared to the extremely low price of fine salt, everything else was insignificant.

Lynn nodded slightly, his gaze shifted to George waiting not far away.

George instantly understood, bowed slightly, and stepped back to leave.

Master Lynn was engaged in trade negotiations with the merchant, and as the butler merchant, he naturally had to listen in.

Thus he could understand the contents and process of the trade,

and then, when Master Lynn needed him, accurately take corresponding actions to complete subsequent transactions.

With the transaction confirmed, Lynn moved his hand, picked up the glazed bottle from the table, and poured a glass of gin for Zod.

After clinking glasses lightly, they both drank the liquid.

Putting down the glass, Lynn said, "Mr. Zod, if you come across more magic ores in the future, you can deliver them all to my territory."

"As long as you bring them, I can purchase them all!"

"Of course, if there are special races, like succubi and dwarves..."

"As long as they have unique abilities, I can purchase them fully!"

With a hint of redness on his cheeks, Zod raised his eyebrows.

"Master Lynn, that would be wonderful!"

"Though entering the Forest of Oblivion this time cost me dearly."

"I spent a massive amount of gold pounds to hire that medium-sized mercenary corps."

"But unexpectedly, the entire group was wiped out by the elf tribe!"

"Luckily, I still brought back ten pieces of magic ore, or I would be at a total loss."

Lynn nodded slightly, continuing to pour gin for Zod.

Zod continued his tale: "To be honest, Master Lynn, you’re not the first lord to whom I sold magic ores."

"Before reaching your territory, I inquired with at least five other lords who were interested in magic ores."

"But they were unwilling to spend gold pounds on their interest."

"Master Lynn, I also know the price of magic ores is somewhat steep."

"But there’s no other way, to amass a lot of gold pounds and hire more mercenary corps, I had to sell at a high price."

"Fortunately, you, Master Lynn, were generous and never once haggled with me."

"I will always remember this kindness, Zod will forever remember it."

"Rest assured, Master Lynn, as long as I conquer the elf tribe and seize that magic ore vein,"

"you will always be my primary partner in the magic ore trade."

"Just as you exchanged fine salt for me at a low price, I will also exchange magic ores for you at a low price."

"This is my promise to you, Master Lynn!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Lynn smiled and raised his glass, saying, "Then, thank you in advance, Mr. Zod."

Zod also picked up his glass, and the two clinked glasses again.

With a crisp sound,

Lynn and Zod both drank all the gin in their glasses.

Time moved swiftly forward.

Two hours later, George returned to the tavern and approached Lynn.

He bowed slightly and reported, "Master, Mr. George’s leather on the carriage has been completely unloaded."

"And the fifty thousand pounds of fine salt have been loaded onto his carriage."

"Additionally, three hundred pounds of gin have also been loaded onto the carriage."

Zod, satisfied with his drink, naturally heard George’s words.

Supporting himself on the table with his right hand, looking a bit dazed, he slowly stood up.

Zod hiccupped, his voice slightly muddled, saying, "It seems... the transaction is completed now..."

"Master Lynn, I’ll... take my leave now..."

Lynn also stood up, looking at Zod and asked, "Mr. Zod, you seem to have drunk a bit too much."

"If you don’t mind, you could rest a while at my commercial guild before leaving."

Zod waved his hand, responding, "No... no, Master Lynn."

"I must leave, there’s still a gold mountain waiting for me to dig!"

As he spoke, Zod was already walking away from the table, heading out of the tavern.

Suddenly, he stumbled and was about to fall.

The Guard Captain Snape, seeing this, quickly stretched out his hands to support him.

Under the watchful eyes of Lynn, Red, and George, he walked out of the tavern towards the carriage convoy in Lord’s Square.