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After some time, Jordan stood at the gates and watched Kelvin leave with bags of gold coins filling the carts, which were once filled with goods.
Kelvin was heading straight for Hebron Town to purchase the needs of the stronghold, which were sugar, salt, and so on.
Sugar and salt were expensive and could only be purchased in Hebron Town and the county.
A man garbed in a black coat walked out of the gate and stood beside Jordan with crossed arms.
"That's the merchant. He doesn't look like one that is from the high plains."
"He says he's a native but now works for a merchant guild, but I know that's a lie."
Jordan replied solemnly. His smiles and jovial expression had vanished, and what remained was a man Kelvin had never seen.
"If you had such resources under your grasp, you could gain the alliance of other families and take down the Flamehearts before the imperial family sends your reply, which will be no doubt a positive one."