Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 257: Chapter 131: Harvest Tally, Visitors from Lorand City, White Crow Commerce Association

“Respected sir, President Blando of the White Crow Commerce Association extends his highest regards to you!”

“May the goddess favor you.”

As his voice sounded, the dozen companions behind him finally came to their senses, all scrambling to offer their greetings.

Lear heard this, watching the humans tied up by vines, and said with great interest.

“White Crow Commerce Association? I’ve never heard of that name… In which district do you operate?”

Which district?

Hearing this, Blando immediately became excited.

“Seventh District!! The White Crow Commerce Association is in Shop No. 9 of the Seventh District!”

“Sir, are you also from Lorand City?”

His inquiry indicated that he must be familiar with Lorand City.

Lear slowly nodded.

“I used to live in the Ninth District.”

Ninth District??

Blando was taken aback; wasn’t that the slum? The dirty, foul smell often drifted to the Seventh District with the wind.

Looking at Lear, who didn’t seem like he was lying, he felt a sense of absurdity and disbelief.

This prominent figure, commanding such a powerful troop, used to live in the Ninth District?

A strong sense of respect rose in his eyes.

Only those at the bottom can understand how difficult it is to rise.

In the Main Plane, knowledge has long been monopolized by the great nobles and major commerce associations, while the major churches control the high-tier powers, making the upward path cut off.

Even fighting desperately in search of a way is extremely difficult.

To come out of the slums and now possess such terrifying power is something only heard in tavern legends!!

Moreover… the other party is still so young.

Lear ignored the other’s complex gaze and continued to inquire.

“How did you get here? Is that space rift still there?”

Blando then fully recounted how he was swept in by the space storm.

Finally, he said.

“We also don’t understand the specific situation. That closed space shattered and then disappeared… The demon lord examined it earlier; we don’t know what he found out.”

“Our power is too weak, even if we tried to sense something, we couldn’t detect anything.”

Lear nodded, they weren’t lying.

With a thought.

In a moment, the Great Demon, who stayed to guard the territory, flapped its wings and descended from the sky.

He lowered his head respectfully.

After several inquiries, Lear was a bit disappointed.

The space rift was just caused by the aftermath of the relic’s collapse, and once broken, it was gone.

Tasting a bit of regret, he thought it would have been satisfying to hunt another Fallen Demon.

The consumption these days has been considerable, with a large portion of the originally accumulated abundant energy being used up.

He felt that this thing was not very enduring.

His gaze returned to Blando, curiously asking.

“Has anything major happened recently in Lorand City?”

Blando was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

“Sir, the White Crow Commerce Association is not large, and we don’t know much about matters at the higher levels…”

Lear raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Is there any news about Firina recently?”

Firina?

Hearing this casual reference, Blando was taken aback, his voice trembling slightly.

“Are you referring to Firina, the eldest daughter of Duke Lorand?”

Seeing Lear nod, his heart pounded wildly.

“You know Lady Firina?”

“We’re friends… She’s my angel investor.”

Lear smiled.

Back when he was just starting out, Firina’s assistance was indeed rich and substantial.

He hasn’t forgotten this kindness.

This dignitary, speaking so casually, truly knows the Northern Flower?

Blando’s heart was trembling.

She is Lady Firina, a legendary figure personally encouraged and bestowed treasures by the King of the Griffin Empire.

Her fame in the Northern Territory even spreads wider than some weaker divine spirits.

With just a glance, she could decide the fate of their White Crow Commerce Association.

To think this dignitary is acquainted with such an existence.

But seeing the ferocious and intimidating subordinates by his side, it seemed quite reasonable.

Such an individual, the friends they know are surely not ordinary people.

Blando took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

“Sir, it’s said that Princess Firina made another breakthrough in mid-last month, her level has already increased to Level 18…”

“As for any other news, there hasn’t been any.”

Another breakthrough?

Lear was somewhat surprised.

When he first encountered Firina, she was only Level 16, then he provided the item needed for her breakthrough—Blue Crystal Grass, increasing her level to Level 17.

In just two months, she’s gained another level.

Level 18.

Just mentioning this level brings a heavy sense of oppression.

The most crucial part is, how old is she?

And this speed of breakthrough… Who is the one really cheating?

He glanced at his own Level 7 and was speechless.

Turning his attention away from this matter, he didn’t dwell on it, knowing that once he controls the authority, the stagnant level is bound to change.

He thought for a while and switched the topic.

“Do you know about the weapon market in Lorand City?”

Blando was stunned for a moment, then organized his thoughts to respond.

“Currently, Lorand City’s weapon market is quite chaotic, advanced weapons of 3 Stars and above are basically controlled by several large commerce associations… ordinary associations don’t have the resources to cultivate high-tier blacksmiths.”

“As for weapons below 2 Stars, they are the mainstream in the market, operated by hundreds of associations, with quality varying greatly.”

“The demand for advanced weapons in the market has always been strong, but those big associations have high prices and low quantity, and they mainly supply only the major nobles.”

“The ones sold to the public are quite ordinary.”

He added another sentence.

“If you need to purchase weapons, I suggest still finding those big commerce associations, with the connection to Princess Firina, you should be able to get good advanced weapons.”

In this chaotic world, weapons as the most powerful means are definitely one of the hottest trade items, with important performance rivaling food.

Upon saying this, Blando was somewhat reflective.

Were those luxurious equipments on the lizard-men all acquired from Princess Firina?

No wonder these equipments are so stunning, considering the identity of the princess, it’s not surprising she possesses such items.

Lear nodded thoughtfully.

“How many people does the White Crow Commerce Association currently have?”

“This is all we have…”

Blando’s tone was quite awkward.

“A batch of goods previously gathered was robbed by the wilderness bandits, forcing us to disband most of the people.”

Later, we spent heavily to buy a batch of furs, only to have them swept away by a storm…

The White Crow Commerce Association is now utterly bankrupt, on the verge of collapse, even if he returned to Lorand City, he wouldn’t know how to survive.

This world, it’s too hard to stay alive.

Lear pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

“If I were to give you a batch of high-tier equipment, would you be able to sell it smoothly?”

Oh, not gathering market intelligence to purchase equipment, but to have him sell it?

Blando felt his mind was not keeping up.

“Is your equipment… forged by yourself?”

After being imprisoned, his head was cloudy, and he didn’t pay much attention.

Thinking back, the occasional sound of clinking… should have been the sound of forging?

Lear nodded slowly.

“The blacksmith shop in Weilu City employs over a thousand people and is currently capable of mass-producing full armor sets at a 3 Star level, and may produce higher-tier weapons in the future.”

“Does the White Crow Commerce Association have appropriate channels for sales?”

Blando swallowed nervously.

Armor sets at a 3 Star level!!

And they can be mass-produced?! In the future, even more advanced weapons?!!

Goddess above, isn’t this exaggerated?!!

Thinking of his situation, and the profits from weapon trade.

His eyes reddened.

“Sir, although the White Crow Commerce Association does not have many channels, if you are willing to let us sell, we will absolutely not disappoint your expectations.”

Seeing Lear remain silent, he gritted his teeth vehemently.

“Sir, if you don’t mind, from today onwards, the White Crow Commerce Association is dedicated to you, and will fully follow your arrangements in the future!”

With his life in the other’s hands, without this occurrence, he had considered using this to buy his life… Moreover, after the furs were swept away, the White Crow Commerce Association already had nothing left.

Upon hearing this, Lear’s gaze showed some change.

“Very good, I like dealing with smart people.”

Foreign trade is a necessary endeavor, Weilu City now seems prosperous, but aside from military might, it is still impoverished in other areas.

Massive resources are needed to fill the gaps.

The White Crow Commerce Association is not crucial, what’s important is to set a backup plan, using it as a fulcrum, so that regardless of how operations proceed later, there is a preparation.