Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 517 Returning with a Full Load
Master Zhang, the mastermind behind the rumors and scandals, understood the other party's intentions. After a few simple words, he steered the conversation towards the marriage of the two young lovers.

"Given Gavial's current condition, it is probably impossible for him to return with us in the short term to study in Wudong."

There's not much to say about it. No matter how rushed things are, it can't happen in a short while. There should at least be a honeymoon period, right?
Seeing that Nancy nodded in agreement, the monk continued:

"I have found someone to be in charge of the trade in Deepwater City, and although the Silver Shield Merchant Guild is a partner in the Bode region, we still need someone of our own to keep an eye on things."

If the female thief still couldn't grasp the meaning after all this, she would be too slow-witted.

"So you're planning to have me stay here and mediate these troublesome matters?"

Nancy glared at her unscrupulous boss with some displeasure. Putting aside his scheming nature, the other party was simply too much troublemaker.

The key issue is that I have to take over this whole mess myself!
"Otherwise, who should I give it to? As long as you recommend even one suitable candidate, I will follow your wishes."

The mage's rhetorical question completely silenced the female thief. She stood there for a long time, trying to think of a replacement, but could only mutter a "yes."

"It won't be long. Since we set off, Bosh and his team have already started setting up the production line. Once we send the raw materials back to the territory, all production and manufacturing will be operational."

Seeing Nancy's expression, the monk pulled her aside and offered a few words of comfort:

"At that time, you only need to coordinate sales matters in the Bode area. After the two-month exclusive sales period, the sales channels should be stable enough for you to come back and let the others take care of the rest."

"It's not impossible."

Nancy frowned, agreed, but then immediately asked:

"So you're just going to ignore it after that? The expected value and profit from those items are no small matter."

"There will be specialists to take over later. The key is in the early stages. We need to establish a brand reputation first, so that we, the genuine products, won't be buried among the miscellaneous brands when the technology spreads later."

Seemingly sensing the other party's concerns, the mage also informed them of the Golden Alfalfa Merchant Guild's offer of allegiance, which calmed the latter down.

"It's a pity that such good technology has to be shared. Otherwise, we could make a fortune just from the clock industry."

The mage could only shrug in resignation at the female thief's unwillingness to accept defeat.

Eating alone may seem like a wonderful thing, but the consequences that come with such pleasure are probably beyond what one's small frame can handle.

After a pleasant gathering, everyone dispersed. Only after stepping out of the mansion did Nancy realize that she had originally intended to confront him.

"I know you mean well for them, but these methods are a bit too much. They'll realize it sooner or later, and it'll be embarrassing for them then."

When the matter was brought up again, the anger was gone, replaced by worry.

"Whether she understands or not, and what her attitude will be in the future, is of no importance to me. If she can't even see through this absurdity, she's just another fool."

The monk waved his hand, letting the matter drop. Without going to any inn, the group quickly walked to the temporary accommodations arranged by Iltan to rest.

Grand Duke Silver Shield was quite efficient, and within the next five days he had prepared most of the trade goods and loaded them into the cabin with the assistance of the Canaan team.

As for the Gonde Church… “Loading it onto a ship? Loading it onto what ship?”

Inside the mysterious hall, Bishop Braslan asked in slight surprise.

“Iron ore, Your Excellency the Bishop, how long and troublesome it would be to transport such a large quantity of ore by land. Our High Cliff transport ships are scheduled to set sail in the next few days.”

"But even if you travel by sea, it will take at least a month or two, right?"

Unaware that the bishop, who possessed a low-end magic ship, was now worrying about Lord Zhang's efficiency, he waved his hand dismissively without waiting for a response:
"Why make it so complicated? I've already contacted and discussed it with the church brothers in the North. Neverwinter will allocate a certain share of the ore, and the rest can be made up by Waterdeep."

Well, so your temple is a chain operation?

The mage, who hadn't expected the other side to have this trick up their sleeve, was speechless. However, if that was the case, it would actually be a great thing for their side.

Efficiency aside, the heavy ore to be transported according to the plan takes up the majority of the Auerbach's carrying capacity. After unloading this heavy load, this voyage can pack up and transport almost all the materials in the trade contract with the Silver Shield Grand Duke.

“You must hurry back, don’t keep your brothers in the North waiting for you too long.”

Braslan, half-reminding and half-joking, saw the mage lord out the door. The latter thanked him and left while secretly planning a new freight transport scheme.

Fortunately, the daily necessities and raw materials purchased were really nothing in Bode's Gate, a city whose pillar industry is port trade.

Three days later, in the port authority's residence in the dock area, the monk and the Grand Duke Silver Shield completed the final handover procedures.

"Then let's do it this way. After the children have finished their weddings in a few months, they should be sent to Wudong to correct their bad habits. If they do anything ignorant, don't worry about us, just discipline them properly."

The words of the Silver Shield Duke were clearly meant one thing, but the mage also understood the implied meaning.

What you mean by "don't worry about it" means that you must take care of us for our sake.

“These are all young people with unlimited potential. How can they be bound by external constraints? All they need is some guidance, and they will surely find their own path.”

The mage wasn't easily fooled and laughed it off. Anta, however, didn't take it seriously until he watched Gao Ya and his group board the ship and sail away. Only then did he look at Iltan, whose expression was complex, his face practically etched with melancholy.
"What? You were the one who wanted to befriend that mage lord to pave the way for your heir, and now you're reluctant to let go? You're going to regret it?"

"After all, Gavial has only been back with me for less than two years..."

"Don't say such sentimental things. Don't I feel sorry for my daughter? Not only did your son kidnap her, but he also ran off to the north."

Grand Duke Silver Shield interrupted his old friend's reminiscences.

Although the marriage between the two families could be considered a win-win situation in terms of strengthening their relationship, Anta still felt some resentment after her own daughter was taken by someone she knew.

"What else could it be? Did some smooth-talking playboy run off with her?"

Iltan, usually composed and solemn, and not known for his eloquence, suddenly broke through Anta's defenses with a single sentence. The latter immediately abandoned all pretense of composure and image, practically jumping up and pointing at Iltan's nose, shouting:
"By Tom, you old bastard, you didn't plan this all along, did you? I knew it was such a coincidence, why did your son have to become a bard of all professions?!"

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