Count Elevan was one of the northern lords who had the qualification to attend the conference.
And it was obvious that, as one of the attending nobles, he would be visited by a merchant.
It was no ordinary merchant. It was one of the ten top merchants who were once invited by Noel to the past conference.
"Count Elevan. Our relationship has gone a long way back, so I'm sure that I have never been stingy with you. I have helped your territory with my power, allowing your people to purchase goods at a reasonable price." The merchant smiled.
Count Elevan's expression remained unchanged. He simply asked, "I know what you want. You want me to persuade Marquis Ardagan to help you, right? No. It's more accurate that you want me to actually recommend you in the conference."
The merchant smiled. "Of course. I have been a good merchant this whole time, so don't you think I deserve some of your help?"