"You're saying that Owen is in contact with your subordinates? He wants you to work for him? " Suhlen was holding an iron skewer and roasting a sturgeon over the bonfire. The delicious sturgeon was smeared with Suhlen's special seasoning and emitted an enticing aroma as it roasted over the fire.
Johnson swallowed his saliva and forced himself to look away from the fragrant sturgeon that was roasted to a crisp on the outside. "Yes, when we were with his caravan earlier, he asked us to work for him, but I refused."
"Well done." Suhlen blew on the grilled fish and took a bite of the juiciest part of the fish. The special seasoning mixed with the sweet and smooth fish flesh brought the taste buds the best enjoyment.
"Gulp." The sound of someone swallowing came from the side.
"Here's the seasoning, go roast it yourself. Don't be an eyesore here." Suhlen took out a small bottle of seasoning from his pocket and casually tossed it to Johnson.
"Thanks, boss!" Johnson caught the small bottle in a panic and carefully sniffed it. He then grinned at Suhlen and left excitedly.
Suhlen finished the grilled fish in his hand in a few bites and rubbed his belly with satisfaction. He picked up the ale beside him and drank a few mouthfuls before letting out a comfortable burp.
After dinner, Suhlen asked Johnson to gather the barbarian warriors for a short meeting. After that, he wandered back to sleep and completely ignored Owen's little actions.
Owen had been worried that Suhlen would come looking for him, so he had specially prepared a set of excuses. However, he was surprised that Suhlen didn't respond. This made Owen a little uncertain, but he still didn't give up on recruiting the barbarians. After learning about the rewards that Suhlen had given to the barbarians, he increased the rewards by several times and continued to lobby. He didn't mention any other titles or fiefs at all.
Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded this time. The barbarians that had ignored him yesterday actually agreed to his recruitment. However, although they agreed to the recruitment, he still needed Suhlen's approval to take these barbarian warriors away. However, Owen didn't think that it was a problem.
As the manager of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, he wasn't an ordinary merchant. One had to know that he was involved in the arms trade. Since ancient times, how could ordinary merchants be involved in the arms trade? The owner of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce was Marquis Krisman. At the same time, he had countless connections with the royal family. Otherwise, where did the centaur tribe's Thunder Knights get the war horses from?
With the royal family and Marquis Krisman backing him up, he didn't believe that Suhlen, a nobleman who was pioneering, would dare to not give him face. Therefore, after confirming that the barbarian warriors had agreed to his recruitment, Owen immediately came to discuss with Suhlen.
"What did you say? You want me to let those barbarian warriors go? " Suhlen slammed the table with an angry expression. It seemed that he was ready to attack in the next second.
"Sir Suhlen, I know that this will be a great loss to you, so I'm willing to compensate you for your loss." Owen's expression was calm and relaxed. He displayed aristocratic etiquette incisively and vividly, as if he was a true noble.
Owen clapped his hands lightly. A servant behind him walked forward and placed the black wooden box in his hands on the table between the two of them. Then, he respectfully retreated.
"Sir Suhlen, as long as you agree to let those barbarian warriors who are willing to leave leave, here are five hundred Kinnar. This is the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce's support for your development of your territory."
With that, Owen gently opened the wooden box, revealing a box full of Kinnar. Suhlen didn't say anything. He reached out and grabbed a handful of Kinnar. The heavy texture, the cold temperature, and the sparkling golden light. The cute Kinnar was so tempting.
"Looks like you've made your decision." Owen said with a smile, like a spring breeze. He sneered in his heart. Another short-sighted noble. It looked like this territory wouldn't last long. Perhaps when his caravan came from Owen's Special City again, this place would be in ruins again.
When was the last time something like this happened? Two years ago, or three years ago? There seemed to be no trace of what happened to that territory. Now that he thought about it, the grass on that noble's grave was three feet tall.
"I refuse!" The Kinnar slipped from his hand and fell into the box again. There was a melodious sound of metal hitting metal.
"What?" Owen looked at the young noble in front of him in surprise. He obviously didn't expect Suhlen to refuse him.
Ding dong! Ding dong! The sound of Kinnar hitting metal rang in his ears.
Suhlen said in a serious tone, "Those barbarians are my private guards. They have accompanied me through many bloody and corpse-strewn battlefields. They have borne countless hot-blooded glories. They are my most trusted comrades, my closest companions, and my sworn brothers. Do you understand? "
"You have to add more money!"
"Add another thousand Kinnar and two carts of food." Owen took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. Then, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Deal!" Suhlen slammed the table and said very straightforwardly, "But I want the 1,500 Kinnar in cash. The things must be delivered to me today, or the deal is invalid!"
"Okay." Owen agreed immediately. He didn't bargain with Suhlen anymore. He didn't want to stay here for another minute.
Not long after that, Owen sent his men to deliver the promised Kinnar and supplies. He didn't even bother with the noble etiquette. He left his territory with the caravan and 17 barbarian warriors.
Suhlen was in a very good mood after receiving another 1,500 Kinnar and 2,000 pounds of food. He didn't care about Owen's attitude at all and personally sent the caravan out of his territory.
Suhlen didn't plan to keep the 1,500 Kinnar in his hands. Money couldn't be put to good use in his hands. Although his territory was developing well, the population was too small. He planned to buy some ordinary slaves and let them farm for him.
The price of these serfs wasn't high. A serf could be bought for two Kinnar. This time, he planned to buy 500 serfs at once. As for the remaining 500 Kinnar, he would use it to buy food.
Of course, he wouldn't leave his territory now. Without him in the territory, who knew if the gnolls would rebel or if the monsters in the wilderness would take the opportunity to attack? Therefore, he could only let his men go.
The candidate was the former mercenary leader, Zeon. Suhlen had just discovered that this cowardly mercenary leader was also a talent. After officially joining his territory, Suhlen found that Zeon's attribute panel had a 'trade' skill.
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