"I'll give you a discount. One gold coin for males, eighty silver coins for females."
Thinking that Phield might eventually participate in suppressing the rebellion, the merchant reluctantly offered a reduced price.
"Deal."
Phield snapped his fingers cheerfully and bought the Cocogoat demi-humans in bulk despite their timid and fearful gazes.
In the end, he purchased five hundred demi-humans in total, including two hundred White Wolf demi-humans and three hundred Cocogoat demi-humans. He also bought as much grain as possible, loading the convoy to the limit. No matter the era, there was never such a thing as having too much food.
After regrouping with Tisiana, Phield mounted his horse.
"We're going home to farm like hell."
The moment he recalled how the Imperial Guards had mocked Nightfall Domain as some desolate backwater, Phield immediately became dissatisfied.
The increasingly chaotic world made him desperately crave a stable rear territory.
