"Failed?"
"Failure is to be expected. I didn't intend to succeed anyway."
"Saville, I don't understand what you're planning."
"It's not my idea. It's just a battle plan they came up with."
Saville pointed to the top of his head and continued expressionlessly, "It's been hundreds of years, and I'm just a pawn. I'll go wherever they want me to go. I've long been used to it. Why bother asking why?"
"Hmph." Chris laughed unknowingly. His voice sounded creepy and somewhat echoing. "Are you ready?
Then let's get started.
I really don't understand what's the point of letting them go when they know they're going to die. "
"As I said, this is just a mission. We don't have to pay for it anyway."
Saville replied without turning his head. After embedding the magic crystal, he stepped aside.
In front of the two of them was an arch made of stone. The arch was engraved with countless complex magic patterns, and there was an unusually complicated magic array on the ground.
Chris' red eyes looked at Saville and flickered a few times. Then, he picked up his magic wand and walked to the arch.
"The Undead Council … is really interesting."
He raised his magic wand and began to recite a spell softly. A grayish-white light gradually flashed from the center of the stone door, and then gradually became bigger …
The Khalim Forest looked even more strange in this light.
* * *
"My daughter, what are you busy with?
You've been staying up late recently. Take care of your health. "
Karl was wearing a warm leather coat. He gently placed the cup in his hand on the table in front of Elena. Bursts of hot air filled the air, bringing a sense of warmth.
The weather in Sibor was getting colder. The temperature in the territory had dropped sharply. The pedestrians on the street had already changed into winter clothes. The weather had been gloomy. The sun could not be seen. The cold air felt icy when inhaled into the lungs.
The Quel 'tos Trading Company had not made any big moves recently. As winter gradually entered, the business of the caravan began to gradually decrease. People rarely left their homes after a big purchase and hoarding of food before winter.
At this moment, in the original residence of the Quel 'tos Trading Company, Elena was holding a report and comparing it carefully like a real businesswoman. Hearing her father's words of concern, her slightly tense little face immediately relaxed like melting ice. Then, a warm smile bloomed on her face.
"Father."
She got up and took the cup of hot milk. She covered the cup with both hands and used the heat to warm her cold hands. There was no fireplace in her room, so the temperature was not high.
More importantly, this was not the room that she had once lived in. Instead, it was the ordinary room that Noda had slept in back then.
Ever since Noda left, Elena had also moved her office to this place. Although the temperature was a little cold, Elena felt warm when she looked at the furniture and decorations.
"Are you still working on that plan?
Speaking of which, I'm really proud of you. My daughter finally knows how to do business!
Haha! "
Carl smiled and sat on the slightly shabby sofa. He was full of praise for his daughter's hard work these days. He picked up a report and sighed.
"Well, you only know how to laugh at me." Elena's eyes were a little swollen due to the fatigue of the past few days. Black bags gradually formed under her eyes. She looked a lot more haggard, but she did not look tired. Instead, she was full of energy. "Things are basically done. I can rest this winter."
"Rest well, my dear daughter. You are very tired." Carl tightened his cloak. "But, speaking of which, what about the elf?
Has there been no news from him since he left? "
When Elena heard her father's words, her little face darkened, but she replied, "He will come back …"
"Silly daughter." Carl got up and touched her forehead. "Father will not object to anything. The choice is always in your hands."
"Yes!"
Elena held her father's hand. A trace of determination appeared on her delicate face, and then she smiled sweetly.
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.
"Come in."
Carl smiled at his daughter, and then turned to face the door.
"Sir, Birkins' subordinate has come to visit. He said that he has something to discuss with you."
"Birkins?"
Carl frowned, but he quickly waved his hand and said, "Invite him in."
Elena got up and was ready to leave. Her father needed to leave when discussing matters. Elena remembered this since she was young.
"It's okay. Stay."
Carl reached out and pressed on Elena's shoulder. "From today onwards, you can participate in formal discussions."
Elena blinked her big eyes, looked at her father, and then nodded vigorously.
"Sir Carl!"
A petite man in brightly colored clothes stood at the entrance.
"Please come in." Carl nodded slightly to welcome him. "Did Sir Birkins send you?
I remember that the Kratos Trading Company and Birkins's business don't have much contact, right? "
"Sir Carl!
We just received news that Sir Birkins has a letter for you … "The dark-skinned man took a deep breath and then continued," He hopes that you can prepare the items on this list within ten days. Because Master Birkins is in Sith Court in Klimt, this matter happened suddenly, and he can't come back to talk to you. Sorry for the offense. "
After saying these words in one breath, he took a deep breath again. It seemed that even he didn't quite believe what Birkins said. He held up the thick stack of list in his hand and placed it in front of Carl.
Carl was a little stunned at this moment. He now knew what kind of person Birkins was. Why did this guy who could be said to have an amazing amount of wealth suddenly ask him to help him with these unrelated matters?
Carl nodded calmly and reached out to take the list and the letter.
The list was written on parchment, and looked very new.
Carl frowned and turned to the first page. The handwriting was very neat and beautiful. It was obvious that the illiterate Birkins found someone to write it for him.
"What?"
Carl was stunned after reading the first page.
The first page was a declaration of property transfer. On one side, there was a crooked signature by Birkins, and on the other side, there was a blank space for Carl. As long as he signed, Birkins's mithril mine would be transferred to Carl's trading company!
After flipping to the back, there were more than ten pages of similar agreements!
A mithril mine, more than ten iron mines, and all the other businesses that he had a hand in. Carl roughly glanced at it and found that it actually included nearly half of the business chain in Sibor!
As long as he signed it, all of these things would belong to him!
What is this?
Am I dreaming?
Carl frowned and his fat body paced back and forth.
Facing the amazing wealth, Carl did not immediately hold on to it. Instead, he flipped the page and looked at the back.
Elena stood up and came to her father's side. She also carefully looked at the pages of the list, but she did not speak casually. Not long after, Carl flipped through the whole list and looked up, "Apart from these, are there any other conditions?
Will Birkins give away all of his businesses so easily?
Can I take a look at your proof of identity? "
"Yes, sir!"
The man immediately took out Birkins's coat of arms from his pocket. Normally, merchants were not allowed to have their own coat of arms. This kind of decoration on the sleeve was used by nobles to show their identity or status. However, Victoria Count was not interested in what Birkins did in Sibor. As a big taxpayer, this fat man naturally liked to do things that were out of the ordinary to show that he was different from others.
The coat of arms was half the size of a palm, and the gems on it were inlaid like the stars in the sky. The man presented the coat of arms with both hands. Carl took it doubtfully. It was very heavy in his hand. He carefully looked at it and confirmed that the gems were all real.
"Sir also said that ten days later, an Excellency called Many will come to receive these goods."
"Many?"
"Many!"
Elena and Carl exclaimed at the same time.
Then they looked at each other. Carl immediately turned around and said, "No problem. I will wait here for him to receive the goods in ten days!"
He picked up a quill and signed his name grandly.