The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"The Vastaya are the former masters of Ionia..."

Before Swain finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Sen Ping's ugly face, and continued with a half-smile:

"It's just that things are fickle, and no one can guarantee that they will always be brilliant. The current situation in Ionia has also changed, and it has become a situation where Ionians and Vastayas govern together."

"What do you want to say, Your Excellency?" The old patriarch pretended to be puzzled.

"The Vastaya people have a unique natural talent, and they can easily find magical treasures hidden in nature. As the largest Vastaya tribe, Tubuta is worthy of my special discussion on cooperation."

Swain's eyes swept across several people on the opposite side, taking all the expressions of the other party into his eyes.

In fact, he is not good at LeBlanc's tricks of manipulating people's hearts. If LeBlanc were present, he believed that the few people in front of him had secretly decided to kill each other.

But for him, the intensification of the conflict between the vastayas and the Ionians has served its purpose.

His real goal?

It had already been achieved the moment he arrived at Tubutai.

What he wants to attract has already been dispatched, and the Tubu Desk is just an addition.

But compared to Swain, who can do whatever he wants, the old patriarch is walking on thin ice.

Any of his words and actions now may lead the tribe to a different ending, and he cannot be allowed to be careless.

"Cooperation... What kind of cooperation do you want, the commander?"

"I have a report from the Meredith Chamber of Commerce, which records the trade between the empire and Tubutai in the last year. Can the patriarch know the specific information?"

Dark red magic surged, and Swain had a paper manuscript in his hand.

The old patriarch frowned and shook his head, turning his head to Golmud, with accountability in his eyes.

He only heard that Golmud and others were trading with the Chamber of Commerce, but he did not expect it to be with the empire itself.

Golmud was extremely calm, and said directly: "Your Excellency, the transaction with your empire's chamber of commerce is all handled by me and Lusa."

Swain's expression remained unchanged, but with his strength, he could easily see the old patriarch's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's okay, I'm ready."

As he said that, the manuscript in his hand floated to the table of the old patriarch.

"The empire's request is very simple. You can increase the transaction volume with the Meredith Chamber of Commerce tenfold. I believe that the strength of the Tubutai tribe can completely do it."

The old patriarch picked up the manuscript and read it silently.

On the other hand, Golmud frowned slightly, with an embarrassed expression on his face:

"Your Excellency, the Meredith Chamber of Commerce trades with us every time the amount is not low. The surrounding areas simply cannot meet your needs."

"Things that are precious in our eyes are just weeds in your eyes. Naturally, the surroundings of Tubutai cannot meet the needs of the empire, but the entire Kuzan region is completely fine." Swain said calmly.

"It takes time..." Golmud replied.

He didn't dare to offend Swain, but something had to be said in advance.

"Time doesn't matter. Meredith Chamber of Commerce will set up a branch in the Kuzan area. If you don't object, the Tubutai tribe is a good place." Swain said calmly.

Although his words had the meaning of soliciting opinions, everyone present did not think that he was soliciting opinions.

No one objected to what Swain said, not even Senpei, the most anti-Noxian.

On the contrary, he was a little strange, but he was stationed by an ordinary chamber of commerce. Why did the old patriarch and Golmud make a fuss.

It's not that there are other tribes, but this Chamber of Commerce belongs to Noxus.

"We can accept it in terms of quantity, but I am afraid that it is difficult for us to meet the special needs of Your Excellency the Great Commander." The old patriarch shook his head.

Looking at the curious faces of Senping and Golmud, the old patriarch handed them the manuscript.

Golmud and Senping glared at each other, but in the end they got together and watched honestly.

A large list is marked on the manuscript.

[Magic Flower, 1 ton/month]

[Mist breath grass, 2 tons/month]

[Magic soil, 5 tons/month]

【...】

It started off with some magical flowers and plants that can be found everywhere in Ionia.

"It doesn't seem to be much..." Sen Ping grunted.

"You know the shit, we only collect one-tenth of this on weekdays." Golmud glanced at each other.

Sen Ping pouted: "These flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, it's not easy to plant them, you are just lazy."

"You don't have back pain when you just stand and talk, why don't you usually see your people to pick?" Golmud almost laughed angrily.

"That's something we don't want to do. Just wait, we'll collect twice as much as you, so don't put on a bad face." Sen Ping said bluntly.

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"Okay, I'm waiting!"

Golmud put down the harsh words and ignored Senping, but continued to read.

Below these basic spirit grass spirit flowers, there are some additional requirements.

【Bingjie Jade Drops, 100 drops/month】

[Bloodwood Crystals, 50/month]

【...】

This item of rare flowers and plants, Golmud is also startled again and again.

Seeing that Golmud's face was different, Sen Ping was good at pounding him:

"a lot of?"

"I can't say a lot, I can only say that I can't do it." Sen Ping looked ugly.

For example, the Bingjie Jade Drops in the list are things that only appear in the foggy forest in the early morning.

They are not far from the fog forest, but it is not very safe there.

Even if they are the vastaya people who are friendly with nature, they can't guarantee that they can come out alive~www.readwn.com~ After each item, the quantity may not be a big problem, but each one will have a safety problem .

In short, with their strength, it is simply difficult to complete.

Even if it can be completed, I don’t know how many lives will be invested every month.

"This..."

Senping also shut up now, and even he has to admit that the vastayas are the authority in this regard.

He had heard of these things, but he had never seen them.

If the vastayas have a 10% chance of coming out of the fog forest, then there is a 0.1% chance that ordinary Ionians are blessed by the Land of the Newborn.

Golmud can't do it, let alone them.

"Your Excellency the commander... can you change it to something else?"

The old patriarch obviously understood this, and looked at Swain pleadingly.

Swain did not continue to be tough, but slightly raised the corner of his mouth:

"Don't want to hear about our extra funding? The Meredith Chamber of Commerce will not come in for nothing."

Hearing this, Sen Ping couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered in Golmud's ear:

"What is the origin of the Mesdie Chamber of Commerce?"

Golmud gave him a sideways glance: "Let you know something more, the full name of the Noxus Trifali Council President is... Ryan Meredith!"

"Council... President? Rui... En...!?"

Sen Ping's eyes widened when he heard the name, and his voice trembled.

He really didn't expect that the Meredith Chamber of Commerce would have such a background.

Thinking of the subsequent Meredith's Chamber of Commerce will be stationed in the Tubutai tribe, he only felt dark.

This kind of organization equivalent to the Royal Chamber of Commerce is stationed in the tribe, so how can they prove their innocence to the people in the Kuzan area?

Now...

It's over!