An Inflated Confidence
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The merchants from the Dukedom of Leo left one by one.
The central posthouse returned to its usual tranquility, but the desert bandits remained vigilant. A large number of teams spread out and patrolled the surrounding dune to ensure that there were no spies with ulterior motives. They continued to explore the desert.
Showing weakness to the enemy first, then bared their sharp fangs and teeth at the crucial moment and swallowing the enemy whole.
This was the cruel law passed down in the Sarrand Desert.
In a poor and harsh environment, the loser would be permanently eliminated, and only the winner could survive.
Now, Kant was undoubtedly the winner.
He could get everything!
Rolf came in and put the bulging linen bag on the table. At the same time, he reported to Kant, "Lord Kant, these are the golden eagles obtained in this trade, a total of 268."
"Yes, well done.", Kant nodded.
"It's still a slight loss."