Chapter 2851 - 1216: Rich, Naturally Bold in Qi

Chapter 2851: Chapter 1216: Rich, Naturally Bold in Qi

Gaven had no worries about this task at all.

His confidence came not only from his own goods, but also from their extraordinary trade methods.

Long before their caravan ever set out on the trade road, their sales staff had already flooded into Ascatera on a large scale to run marketing campaigns, giving the merchants of this merchant city a fresh, eye?opening lesson in sales.

Billboards with Memory Projection effects took only ten short days to cram every street and alley of the city, especially the inns and hotels where merchants often stayed, and the city crossroads—those were top priority.

The way these billboards pitched their products was something these merchants had never seen before.

These special billboards were prepared for inns and hotels; they only needed to be hung up or set at the door to make the store stand out from the crowd and become the most eye?catching place on the entire street.

The most irresistible part was that they were free; the owners didn’t have to spend a single copper coin on them.

Since they were free, slipping some "private goods" into the projection ads was only natural.

The "private goods" in the projection ads were simple and direct—on the twentieth of February, the Woken Church would hold a grand Trade Exhibition during the Textile Festival, cordially inviting all merchants to attend. Lord Raymond, City Lord of Ruitawen, would bring a great amount of precious cargo, followed by an attached main cargo list.

After reading that cargo list, even those Business Owners who had traded all their lives couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Five thousand tons of Dwarf Steel Ingots, ten thousand pieces of Dwarf Weapons, three thousand sets of Dwarf Heavy Armor, one hundred thousand finished garments, fifty thousand bolts of refined cotton cloth, five thousand head of common livestock, three thousand warhorses, one thousand colossal draft beasts, and so on.

Any one of these deals taken alone was a mega?transaction worth tens of millions of Gold, enough to affect the local military balance—let alone all of them together.

So even while Lord Raymond’s caravan was still on the road, it had already attracted a high degree of attention.

Some of that attention was friendly; some of it was hostile.

In this world, there is never a shortage of fools bold enough to think they can gain vast wealth without lifting a finger.

The result was that these greedy fools paid a heavy price for their greed and stupidity—their lives.

They never even had a chance to get near the convoy before they were slaughtered by the United Guard Team made up of Ruitawen Light Cavalry, Blood Gorge Goblin Wolf Cavalry, and the Colossus Black-winged Gnoll.

More precisely, many Monster and bandit groups never even had the chance to make a move before the United Guard Team came knocking on their door and wiped them out in one go.

Their lairs were cleaned out as if licked by a dog; anything even slightly valuable was all packed up and carried off, becoming part of the caravan’s cargo.

Hooligans aren’t scary; what’s scary is hooligans who are educated.

The Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry and Black-winged Gnoll, who were well?versed in strategy and tactics, pushed their advantages to the limit.

The Black-winged Gnoll, scattered like a net across the sky, made for the perfect Air Recon Troops; any surface?level gathering point of any size found it hard to escape their eyes.

The Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry were famous masters of raids; towns with slightly lower walls couldn’t keep them out, let alone a bunch of bandits.

Of course, all these bandit groups were infamous scum with long records of evil.

Uprooting them not only didn’t cause any complaints, it even earned unanimous praise from merchants along the road.

As for those who hid deeper and disguised themselves as ordinary people, there was nothing they could do about them—unless those people were foolish enough to show their claws.

Once Lord Raymond and his people displayed overwhelming Strength, the road ahead became extremely clean.

Whether Monster or bandit groups, they all scattered at the first sign of trouble, vanishing without a trace, diving into forests or into burrows.

Once the storm passed, they would return to their old trade.

After arriving in Ascatera, Gaven did not immediately link up with Lord Raymond, who was camped outside the city, but headed straight for the central city square, where a huge Temple towered.

The Temple was built on a bay, its back facing the sea and its front opening onto a vast Trade Square.

Upon entering the city, the first thing one saw was this Temple. Its most striking feature was its glittering, golden top, as if cast entirely from Gold.

This was the origin of the Temple’s nickname—the Golden Spire; its official name, the Golden Tower, was actually not used much.

This was the largest Temple of the Wealth Goddess Woken on the Felen Continent, and the headquarters of the Woken Church.

Unlike most Churches of the True Gods, which were scattered and disunited, the Church of the Goddess of Wealth on the Felen Continent was unified under a single Archbishop known as the Holy Coin.

This was the second reason Gaven had no choice but to come to Ascatera in person—to fulfill his promise to the Wealth Goddess Woken.

Only, before Gaven was even within five kilometers of Ascatera, a bolt of blue lightning appeared out of thin air not far away, and a woman wreathed from head to toe in thunder and lightning stepped out of it.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, but her high, prominent brow and forehead lent her an air of arrogance and sharpness. Her figure was tall yet not thin, her skin a pale blue, with faint Dragon Scales visible; tiny sparks of lightning danced ceaselessly over her body.

Even at a distance of dozens of meters, the acrid smell of disinfectant drifting from her was easy to catch—that was the unique scent of powerful Lightning Power.

"My lady, we meet again." Gaven inclined his head to her from afar, greeting her without the slightest surprise at her appearance.