Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 108 Mark Transport Merchants Association

"Five Fire Core Crystals, 100 pounds of Molten Steel, 100 pounds of Volcanic Flower..."

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As Connors listed one item after another, Elder Crimson Dragon's expression gradually darkened.

Every resource he proposed was extremely rare, even for the Crimson Dragon tribe. However, what bothered him was that although the quantity of these resources was large, it was just within his means, leaving him in a dilemma and feeling very uncomfortable.

The Grand Elder glanced at Ophelia, who was sitting calmly at the table drinking tea, with a gloomy face, thinking to himself that this Grand Duke's sense of propriety was so perfect that it was terrifying.

"These are what we need. What do you think, Elder?" Connors asked with a smile.

He and Ophelia agreed to split the resources they obtained equally.

These are all items that cannot be purchased in the Steel Dragon Kingdom, so they can be taken back to the forge for Grant and his team to study and see if they can spark new ideas.

Standing behind him, Vivian thought to herself, "Lord Connors looks like he's about to trick someone again."

The elder clenched his fist silently for a moment, then helplessly relaxed it.

"I have no problem. These things will be delivered to the northern fortress soon."

Ophelia nodded and ordered the soldiers to bring up the three dragon prisoners.

As the sound of chains was heard, the Grand Elder quickly looked toward the door, and a moment later, the door was pushed open.

Xavier, Lan, and Bairiel were brought up in a sorry state by the knights Connors had encountered at the military camp that day.

"Father..." Xavier called out to the First Elder with a hint of grievance.

Lan and Bailier also looked over, their eyes filled with hope.

The elder was still holding back his anger, but upon hearing the word "father," his anger vanished instantly, and his nose stung with tears.

Xavier was a spoiled child. Although his talent was good within the Red Dragon tribe, it was not top-tier. If it weren't for the Grand Elder's support and resources, his combat strength would be far inferior to Lan and Bairiel, who were undoubtedly the chosen ones.

After being freed from their shackles, the three rushed to the Grand Elder's side, glaring at Connors with hostility.

The Grand Elder stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "Now that everything is settled, Your Excellency, I will take the three children and return home."

Ophelia nodded slightly. "Alright."

Connors looked at Ophelia with a strange expression. Wasn't she afraid that the Great Elder of the Crimson Dragon Tribe would change his mind later?

Xavier then moved closer to his father and lowered his voice urgently, "Father, we can't leave. Doesn't the Silver Duchy want the White Tiger race? We have them right here."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone cast strange glances at him.

Xavier overlooked one point: none of the people here were ordinary people who couldn't even kill a chicken; his lowered voice was no different from playing it on speakerphone.

The elder's lips twitched, wishing he could piss in Xavier's face right now to wake him up. He grabbed Xavier and quickened his pace to leave, with Lan and Bailier following closely behind.

"So this is why they attacked us," Connors thought to himself.

After they left, Ophelia put down her exquisite teacup and said to him, "You must be careful. The monarch of the Silver Duchy is a man who acts without considering the consequences. Normally, such people don't go far, but he has the means to act recklessly. He has a dragon."

"The Templars..." Connors said solemnly.

The Templars are currently someone he can't afford to offend, even with his duke father standing behind him, well, unless the king also stands behind him.

Once outside the city, in the carriage, the elder repeatedly slapped Xavier on the head, saying, "I've spoiled you too much, making you so arrogant."

Xavier cowered, howling in pain, "Father, Father, stop hitting me!"

As an Earth Knight, Xavier was in excruciating pain from the Elder's slaps, each one leaving a deep dent. Even with the physique of a Guardian Knight, the pain was unbearable for Xavier.

"And you too!" The elder turned his head, Ziguang staring at Lan and Bailier with disappointment: "I sent you to stay by his side so that he wouldn't go astray at crucial moments. Did you do that? Not only did the tribe lose a batch of resources, but you also made yourselves a laughing stock in front of the Steel Dragons..."

Lan and Bailier lowered their heads, feeling aggrieved.

They were just guards, and Xavier wasn't going to listen to them.

"Father, what should we do with the white tiger?" Xavier asked cautiously.

The elder snorted coldly: "This is the only decent thing you've accomplished this time."

After a pause, he said as if deep in thought, "After returning, send this intelligence directly to the Silver Duchy and let the Silver Monarch decide on it."

"This... it's not really appropriate to contact the Silver Duchy directly without reporting to the clan leader..." Xavier said hesitantly.

The elder shook his head: "While you were away from the tribe on your inspection tour, the chieftain has already entered the fire core. He has one foot in the Sky Knight realm."

The Fire Core is the heart of the volcano, containing a vast amount of fiery magic, making it an excellent training ground for both elves and knights.

Upon hearing this, the three people's eyes lit up, but then immediately dimmed again. Lan said somewhat dejectedly, "It would be better for the clan leader not to step into the Sky Knight realm, otherwise he will be purged sooner or later."

In order to maintain control over the Chaotic Lands, the nations secretly reached an agreement: if any Sky Knights were to emerge from the orcs of the Chaotic Lands, they would unite to eliminate them and restore the land to its former state.

This is also why the Chaotic Lands remain chaotic.

"This time is different," the elder said. "The chieftains of the Dark Wolves and Thunderbirds are also attempting to become Sky Knights."

The three of them were stunned.

"What does the Dark Wolf Clan and Thunderbird Clan's attack on the Sky Knights have to do with us?" Xavier asked, voicing the question that the three of them shared.

Xavier didn't speak, a flash of memory crossing his eyes.

Some time ago, the three clan leaders secretly met at the Crimson Dragon Tribe meeting. They held a meeting with only the three clan leaders present, and no one else was there. No one knows what they discussed at that meeting.

All the elder knew was that shortly after that meeting, the three clan leaders began their respective attempts to become Sky Knights.

Northern Fortress.

Connors and Vivian walked through the city. Vivian held a string of local snacks in her hand and kept licking them with her tender red tongue.

He looked around. Although there were people coming and going on the street, there was always a desolate atmosphere. He wondered if it was because this was the front line of the war.

Moreover, through his observations, he discovered that daily necessities were extremely scarce, the variety of food was limited and lacked novelty, and people's lives seemed to revolve around the war, reflecting a very strong pragmatism.

While strolling around, the two unknowingly arrived in front of a chamber of commerce.

Mark Transport Association.

After consulting with them, I learned that this is a chamber of commerce that specializes in transporting goods from various places. They handle many of the lists for the northern fortresses, transporting war supplies from various cities in the north to the fortresses. They are very reliable.

However, the business association did not have a large flow of people, and the number of people coming and going at the entrance was very small, giving the impression that it was about to go out of business.

The two entered the Chamber of Commerce, and as they stepped through the threshold, the scene inside immediately astonished him.

The chamber of commerce has a very spacious hall, which is like a huge warehouse. Large quantities of goods are neatly arranged on the floor, and business specialists are standing next to them, communicating with customers. There is a stacking area between every two load-bearing columns.

On the other side, there were exquisite leather sofas and a water bar, with maids dressed in sexy black and white maid outfits serving customers.

Connors looked around in surprise, surveying the world within.

The scene reminded him of a seafood market; he had seen videos of it online before.

At the island nation's largest seafood market, the market is bustling with activity every day before dawn. Huge quantities of seafood are transported in from the port, and many gourmets, restaurant and hotel buyers arrive early to snap up the best quality seafood.

That kind of busyness is very similar to what's happening here.

Connors was seeing this business model for the first time in the world, and couldn't help but feel a sense of novelty.

At this moment, a female sales representative in a uniform, with a good figure and delicate features, stepped forward, clasped her hands on her lower abdomen, and said respectfully, "Sir, I am a sales representative from the Mark Transport Chamber of Commerce. You can call me Xiao Ai. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Connors, intrigued, asked, "What services do you offer here?"

"We mainly provide transportation services, which are divided into three categories: transportation within the fortress, intercity transportation, and cross-border transportation. Which one would you like to choose?" The sales representative introduced each category with a sweet smile, speaking concisely and efficiently, which immediately made a good impression.

Connors thought for a moment and asked, "Could you give me an introduction to cross-border transportation?"

The pretty saleswoman's eyes lit up immediately, and she became even more enthusiastic: "Come, please sit here."

She ushered Connors and Vivian to the reception area, brought them a drink from the bar, and patiently explained, "Our cross-border shipping is calculated based on distance and weight. For distances under 500 miles and under 1000 pounds, we charge 1 copper coin per mile + 1 copper coin per pound. For distances under 1000 miles and under 2000 pounds, we charge 2 copper coins per mile + 2 copper coins per pound. For distances over 1000 miles and 2000 pounds, we charge 3 copper coins per mile + 3 copper coins per pound."

Which one would you like to choose?

Connors asked curiously, "How was this business model developed?"

"Well..." Salesperson Xiao Ai shook her head: "I'm not too sure either. This is the price set by the chairman."

"Could you please call your president for me?" Connors asked with a gentle smile.

Xiao Ai hesitated for a moment: "I'm very sorry, sir, our president is currently dealing with some matters and doesn't have time. If you would like to see the president, you can schedule an appointment, and I will submit the application for you."

This time, Connors was completely impressed; even the staff's professionalism had been trained to be so high. Logically, if an unknown person suddenly requested to see the president, she should have shown disdain in her eyes, but Connors saw none of that in Xiao Ai.

Connors took a document out of the levitating bracelet and handed it to Xiao Ai: "Take a look at this."

Where did he get this from? Xiao Ai took it with a puzzled look, glanced at it, and her hand trembled so much that she almost dropped the document.

He stared in shock at the Duke's seal on the document. This document did not grant Connors any great power within the fortress; it merely indicated that the Grand Duke was behind him.

"Can you call your president over now?" Connors asked with a smile.

"Just a moment, please wait." Xiao Ai stood up with trepidation and quickly ran into the depths.

"Lord Connors, why didn't you show the documents from the beginning?" Vivian asked, tilting her head as she sat to the side.

Connors tapped her on the head and held up a finger, saying, "This is called market research. What if you get ripped off if you don't know anything about this chamber of commerce?"

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After waiting for a while, the two suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from afar.

They looked in the direction of the voice and saw a burly man, his upper body muscles straining against his clothes, stride over with a broad smile: "Sir, I am Mark Saipan, the president of this chamber of commerce. May I ask your name?"

Connors took the outstretched hand and smiled, "My name is Connors Jon."

The two sat down on the sofa.

"When I saw this chamber of commerce from the outside, I thought Duke Ophelia had misspoke. I never imagined it would be so wonderful inside," Connors exclaimed in admiration.

Duke Ophelia... Marc gleaned something from Connors's words and laughed, saying, "Not at all, just a little cleverness, nothing to mention."

"I don't know what kind of help Mr. Connors needs from me, but please feel free to ask. I will do my best to help him if it is within my power."

Connors pondered, "I need you to go to the Blue Ox tribe in the Chaos Lands and transport some goods from there to Lily Town in the South. This is a long-term business, and I need you to transport the goods to their destination quickly and efficiently."

Mark hesitated, "Sir, it's not that I don't want to do this business, but normally the north gate is closed, and I can't leave the fortress to go to the Chaos Lands."

He waved his hand: "You don't need to worry about that. I have reached an agreement with Duke Ophelia. You can enter and exit the North Gate normally, but only for transporting goods."

Mark was surprised and curious about who Connors was that the duke would give him the green light.

"If that's the case, then there's no problem, but..." Mark still had some reservations.

This chaotic land is far from peaceful...

Connors noticed his concerns and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the Duke has already sent troops to garrison the Blue Ox tribe, it's safe there."

Mark's eyes widened in shock, speechless with astonishment.

"Who exactly is he? Why does the Duke value him so highly?"