Dan Port, Mercenary Guild.
Lis walked out from inside, followed by a pot-bellied middle-aged man.
"Mr. Lis, I will handle the items you requested immediately, please rest assured."
The middle-aged man's face was full of obsequiousness as he actively complimented Lis.
He had no choice, as the generous reward offered by this big shot was double the standard rate for similar jobs; the only requirement was that it had to be done quickly.
Yet he was confident he could complete it. Although equipping an ocean-going merchant ship with a crew was a large project, for him, a local tyrant of Dan Port, it was merely a little troublesome, not particularly difficult.
"Well, make it quick, notify me at the tavern where I am staying as soon as there is any news."
Lis nodded and then turned to leave.