In total, Ron had brought along just over eleven thousand gold coins.
That was his life's fortune. Every last gold coin scraped together from the sale of all the wine, his personal savings, and bank loans.
If pirates had attacked or this voyage had failed, he would have been ruined.
He had always known that, but such was life.
Merchants who traveled this route always bet everything. With a single voyage, they could become filthy rich or end up as slaves of their debts.
Ironically, Ron was not attacked by pirates, nor did he suffer any mishaps on his journey.
He simply handed over all his wealth to a young lord barely half his age, keeping for himself only a small reserve to cover the return trip and the sale of the goods.
The merchant had plenty of contacts to supply all those spiritual herbs and was already calculating the fortune he would make from them.
He also had many doubts about the origin of these herbs, but in the end, he kept his greed in check.
