Inside the room.
Rajos let Lam withdraw, and the two engaged in a lengthy conversation again. It wasn't until an hour later that Thor emerged from where Rajos was. His face couldn't help but reveal a touch of a smile.
This time, not only did he purchase a large quantity of Molten Fire Oil, but more importantly, he reached a cooperation with Rajos. As a member of the Assad Family, which is a family engaged in trade, even though Rajos Assad is not highly regarded, the resources he can mobilize are enormous.
With this path, it will be much easier for him to purchase some supplies in the future.
As for the issue of smuggling.
The Kingdom's laws have always punished smugglers but never the buyers.
After all, this is fundamentally a world of noble autocracy. In this world, the nobility, who are the lawmakers, naturally won't legislate to constrain themselves.
Smuggling is the same way.
After all, those who can purchase smuggled goods are basically nobility.
Ordinary people can't afford them.
As for why Rajos agreed.
The reason is quite simple.
The vision he drew was big enough.
If he can become a Baron within three years.
Rajos, who has established trade routes, will reap unimaginable rewards.
And even without considering these, simply wanting to solve his current predicament, Rajos would agree.
The previous hesitation was merely because he is from the Assad Family, whereas Thor is from the Dressrosa Family.
But this kind of struggle is insignificant in the face of immense temptation.
"Reine, later on, take the Gold Coins and thirty Knights over to the Maple Leaf Territory to bring the items back."
Thor spoke, instructing Reine beside him.
"Yes!"
Reine quickly nodded.
And after instructing Reine, Thor's figure also made its way to the Habbs Commerce Association.
The purpose of his visit this time, he hadn't forgotten. The Molten Fire Oil was just an unexpected delight, indeed allowing him to refine his plans further, but to ensure everything, he still needed to purchase some slaves.
His figure stepped forward.
Quickly entering the Habbs Commerce Association.
When a figure saw Thor from afar, he couldn't help but be pleased and quickly trotted over.
"Thor Dressrosa Knight, welcome to your arrival."
The attendant, somewhat out of breath, hastily spoke.
Internally, he couldn't help being a little excited.
The previous time this gentleman spent as much as one hundred and twenty Gold Coins; such a big client, he would certainly remember.
Even if he had been promoted one level, it was the same.
"Oh, what a coincidence."
"This time, I came to buy some more peasant slaves. I wonder how many you have here?"
Thor laughed as he spoke, with his figure following the attendant forward.
"Thor Dressrosa Knight, of course, we have slaves here. How many would you like to purchase this time?"
The attendant smiled as he spoke.
Then led Thor down below once more.
The crystal lights up.
Rows of slaves reappeared.
"This time, I need some stronger slaves. My Goddess of Life, the slaves you sold last time were too weak; they couldn't even defeat a small green goblin, and nearly all of the five hundred died."
Thor sighed as he spoke, his expression helpless.
And hearing his words, the attendant's mouth twitched, even cursing him as a vampire under his breath.
"Well, Thor Dressrosa Knight, those were already quite robust, but as you are a distinguished guest, your request, we at the Habbs Commerce Association will certainly fulfill. We have just received a new batch of peasant slaves, stronger ones. They can survive on some buckwheat every day. While they may not be able to fight green goblins, battling timid goblins is not a big problem. It's just the price..."
The attendant spoke, then waved his hand.
Quickly, a figure swiftly ran out.
Moments later, a new group of slaves was brought over.
Compared to the previous slaves, who were emaciated, this batch was noticeably more robust.
"Not bad, how much do they cost?"
Thor nodded in satisfaction, then asked.
"Thirty Silver Coins each; if you need more, we can give a discount."
The attendant spoke with caution.
"How much cheaper can it be? You see, a group of damned green goblins has invaded my territory, and there are so many of them that I need to clear them out, which requires quite a few peasant slaves."
Thor spoke with a tone of outrage, then sighed.
Hearing that, the attendant couldn't help but feel pleased internally.
"If you purchase five hundred, how about twenty-eight Silver Coins each?"
The attendant thought for a moment before quickly responding.
"No, no, you may not have understood me properly. Those damned green goblins belong to a large Goblin Tribe. I don't need five hundred or one thousand; I need three thousand."
Thor shook his head, sighing lightly as he spoke.
His words made the attendant's pupils suddenly widen, even causing his breathing to become heavier.
"How many do you need?"
The attendant stuttered in response.
"How about twenty Silver Coins each, and I'll directly purchase three thousand, no need for further discounts."
Thor, watching the stuttering figure, couldn't help but smile inwardly and spoke after hesitating with a biting tone.
"Please, please wait! I need to report this."
The attendant finally realized and quickly said.
Then hastened away.
You're joking, twenty Silver Coins each for three thousand people, that's six hundred Gold Coins. Even for the entire Habbs Commerce Association, it's not a small transaction.
The figure quickly found the Habbs Commerce Association's steward.
The news was reported upwards.
When the attendant reported, even the Habbs Commerce Association's steward was alarmed.
The figure quickly ran over.
"Honorable Thor Dressrosa Knight, your request, we at the Habbs Commerce Association have agreed to."
"Since you are our distinguished guest, the discount will still be given to you."
"For three thousand high-grade slaves, you only need to pay five hundred and forty Gold Coins."
The Habbs Commerce Association's steward spoke respectfully.
"That's really appreciated!"
Thor smiled and nodded, not refusing.
Saving some money is naturally good.
The price of these slaves was already ten times higher.
"You are too kind!"
"Do you have any other needs?"
The Habbs Commerce Association's steward spoke earnestly.
"Not for the moment, I'll come again next time if there's a need."
Thor smiled, shaking his head.
"Oh, by the way, esteemed Thor Dressrosa Knight, there will be an auction in Loren City three months from now. Precious Life Potions will be auctioned there, and if you have time, you may want to come."
The Habbs Commerce Association's steward smiled and nodded, then seemed to recall something, hurriedly speaking.
"An auction!"
"Three months from now?"
"Thank you very much for the reminder, if I'm free then, I will definitely attend."
Thor smiled and nodded.
He did not refuse the invitation.
After all, with a daily intelligence system, events like auctions might lead to unexpected gains.