Northern Tower.
When she heard a very rhythmic knock outside the door, the Eye of the North slowly raised her head. With a faint magic aura, the Wizard's Hand put all the documents and files on the Duga behind her. Inside the Duga were volumes of documents, on the side were notes recorded by many witches, and at the back were books kept by the council. The knowledge stored here was quite precious. Their value may even surpass all the wealth of a kingdom. Therefore, this room was covered with fireproof and dust-proof magic circles. At the same time, it was directly included in the protection of a huge magic lock.
"Come in."
As the voice of the Eye of the North sounded, a middle-aged witch with a serious face came in. She bowed slightly to express her respect for the Eye of the North, then put a thick document on the desk and said slowly, "Your Excellency, the Eye of the North! This is the transaction record with the south coast for half a year, including weapons procurement, trade cooperation, and construction of fortifications. "
"Our profit in the first half of the year was about 300,000 Kindler, the largest of which was the sale of extraordinary weapons to the city of Mordor."
The Eye of the North took the document and glanced at it, then nodded and said, "Very good."
The Witch Council was quite rich.
But they were also very short of money because it took too many resources to cultivate a witch. The internal application of the Witch Council to transfer resources to build a low-level wizard tower had been filled in 30 years. Although they had a large amount of land in the north, the finances of the Witch Council had always been tight because of the high consumption of internal research. Now the profit of trading with the city of Mordor was comparable to most of the territory's income, which made the Eye of the North feel satisfied with her wise decision.
As long as this trade line could be maintained, the Witch Council would have more and more funds. They would be able to cultivate more talented juniors and build one or two new wizard towers.
"Your Excellency."
The middle-aged witch with a serious face took out another document and said in a deep voice, "This is the purchase list of the city of Mordor for the second half of the year. It feels a little strange, so I brought it over for you to have a look."
Strange?
Eye of the North immediately took it and looked at it. At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything strange, but when she compared it with the purchase list of the first half of the year, she quickly found something strange.
There was a problem with the weapons purchase order!
The Northern Witch Council had the ability to mass-produce + 1 rare grade weapons, which was the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years. The Mordor City had always had a large number of weapons orders from the Witch Council. These mass-produced + 1 rare grade weapons were sold to the Mordor City at a relatively cheap price, and the number had always been quite large. It could be said that it was the largest arms trade in the entire material plane, and it often exceeded the trading limit of 100,000 Kindler.
Sometimes, because the transaction amount was too large, Mordor City directly used unminted gold to pay.
The elite troops of Mordor City had been replacing them with + 1 rare grade weapons in batches, and the northern witches had long known about this. However, since they had a good relationship with each other and the Parliament could earn quite a bit of profit, no one cared too much about it.
The problem was with the weapons order.
According to the preliminary statistics of the northern witches, the weapons purchased by Mordor City were enough to arm most of the elites. According to common sense, the demand for weapons purchase in the second half of the year should be reduced. But in fact, the weapons purchase orders of Mordor City in the second half of the year did not decrease, but nearly doubled compared to the previous year, and there were even signs of further orders.
This was not strange enough!
What was even more strange was that most of the weapons ordered by Mordor City in the first half of the year were one-handed weapons and small and medium-sized weapons, but the weapons ordered in the second half of the year were all medium-sized and above, including a large number of heavy weapons, such as two-handed swords, beheading swords, two-handed axes, two-handed greatswords, heavy warhammers, large polearms, and so on. Such weapons seemed to be rarely popular in the army, and even adventurers did not use them much. However, some races with natural divine power liked to use such heavy weapons.
There was obviously something fishy about this!
However, the Eye of the North did not want to delve into it. Anyway, it was just a + 1 rare weapon. As long as the Witch Council could make enough profit, it would be fine. After all, if this batch of weapons continued, their profits in the second half of the year might directly double! She guessed that Søren was planning to resell weapons. As for who he was selling to, she could not guess. It might be a force in the outer islands, or it might be some other race. Anyway, Mordor City could not directly consume such a large number of orders.
"No problem!"
The Eye of the North raised her hand and handed back the orders for the second half of the year. She slowly said, "Let the factories below speed up their work. Some of the low-grade witches also assign some enchantment tasks to them, and a part of the profits can be distributed to them. In the second half of this year, the Witch Council will mobilize funds to build three more beginner wizard towers, so there must be no problems with this trade line. "
The middle-aged witch immediately nodded and said, "Understood. I'll arrange it now. "
The Witch Council was originally a neutral organization.
For any neutral organization, their own interests were always the most important. The rise of the Witch Council had inherited some dirty things. In their eyes, good and evil were far less important than the pursuit of arcane truth.
"By the way."
Before the middle-aged witch left, she turned and said, "The messenger of Mordor City came today to ask when you are going to attend the ceremony. They need to prepare in advance."
The Eye of the North glanced up and said slowly, "I will arrive a day earlier."
"I haven't seen Gloria for a long time. I don't know how she has progressed. This girl is stubborn. I hope her choice is not wrong."
Sigh.
As a powerful legendary spellcaster, she had felt the fluctuations of fate.
Some kind of uneasiness made her aware, and it was getting more and more obvious. She was afraid that it would be a terrible disaster. Even she sometimes felt powerless.
The stars were getting dimmer and dimmer.
The avatars of the gods had begun to appear in the mortal world. When the gods could not be high above, then all the order in the mortal world would be strongly impacted!
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Mordor City.
Since teams of soldiers were in formation, the whole barracks was brewing a dignified atmosphere. Even an idiot could feel the coming of war. Mordor City was about to launch an expansion war.
Many people who were lurking near Mordor City were aware of this, but what worried them was that they did not know where Mordor City would attack.
And when they learned that Mordor City was only dealing with the nearby indigenous tribes, many nervous forces finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They didn't know when!
Mordor City had become a force that scared them!
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