"Good. It's a deal."
Airkly nodded in satisfaction.
"We'll be setting up camp nearby over the next few days and conducting our exploration. Once the appointed date arrives, we'll notify you. When the time comes, bring the Silver Key and meet us."
"So there's still some time left. No problem."
Phield agreed without hesitation.
It was exactly the breathing room Nightfall Domain needed. The scars left by the recent war had not yet fully healed, and the territory needed time to recover.
"Oh, one more thing, Mr. Phield. If possible, we can also establish trade."
The moment the conversation shifted to business, Airkly instantly adopted the demeanor of a merchant. Her sun-bronzed face practically lit up with enthusiasm.
"Wherever we go, we trade. The whole world is our marketplace."
"Why not? I respect the traditions of a mercantile nation."
Phield gave her a thumbs-up.
Nightfall Domain could also sell its goods to them and make a quick profit.
