Jeff earned a lot of benefits from double-facedness. He sat in his merchant house. This newly built triangular roof three-story house was a symbol of his status improvement and his display of wealth. He even had a place in the Mason County Local Chamber of Commerce. The monk Robert around Count Lauzits needed his intelligence and financial support. Correspondingly, Robert fought for Jeff's interests in Count Lauzits' court.

After Arod conquered Mecklenburg County, which was rich in fur trading sites, Jeff's caravans could obtain fur from the town of Visma with zero tariffs. This favorite sewing material for the aristocrats and middle class was very popular, which made up for Jeff's loss of the iron ore mining rights of the Monastery of St. Fonso, and even gained more.

"What news is coming in Mecklenburg County?" Jeff sat down on his newly bought chair with a big belly. The wooden chair with armrests was very comfortable. The living room of the new triangle roof house house was filled with furniture transported from the south. A wine barrel in the corner contained the grape wine from the Principal of Burgundy. This wine was only allowed to drink by the royal family and tribal dukes.

"The military talent of that Count Arod is beyond doubt. The big nose Chad we support is no match for is no match." Standing in front of Jeff was a one-eyed man. He did not take off his gray cloak in the house, and carefully concealed his figure in the shadow of the candlelight. If Arude hears what he said, he will be extremely shocked.

"That farmer really disappointed me. He wasted the supplies I helped him gather soldiers. A chaotic county was the most in my interest. However, Aruod was really an interesting nobleman. He actually agreed to give up the toll for me. The nobles were all wild beasts with a desire for money, but he actually gave up? It's really unpredictable." Jeff sat on his chair, holding a silver wine glass in his hand, and there was bright red wine.

"It's not just you. Arod has announced that all tolls and tariffs in Mecklenburg County have been cancelled." The one-eyed man continued.

"What? Isn't my advantage gone like this? Damn aristocrat." Hearing this, Jeff could no longer sit still, he stared at the one-eyed man in front of him. If he had not long known that the one-eyed man was a person who was dedicated to his work, he would have thought this was a rumor of the stupid farmers in the countryside.

"Yes, many other territorial chambers were excited to receive this news, and caravans heading to Mecklenburg County were constantly rising. The price of fur is said to have also risen a lot."

"I didn't expect that a nobleman knew how to attract businessmen, and he really underestimated him." Jeff frowned, he put down his wine glass and made a sound, and murderous intent gradually rose in his heart. A warlike, bloodthirsty and even cruel nobleman may not be a bad thing for Jeff, but a nobleman who knows how to govern territory and attract businessmen is not what he hopes.

"Yes. Since the rebellion, Mecklenburg County has been growing increasingly prosperous under Arod's rule, if you see it with your own eyes."

"How about killing him? Can you do it again?" Jeff stood up and walked to the one-eyed man. He looked around. This was a completely instinctive reaction. In fact, when summoning the one-eyed man, all the servants in the room were sent away.

"No, since the poisoning failed at the merchant Heller's home that time, Aruod has strengthened his safety, and there are slaves who are trying to eat around him." The one-eyed man shook his head. Once the poisoning failed once, it would be difficult to do the second time.

"I always care about this young Count, hum." Jeff also had contact with the Lomwa priests. If Arod was killed, it would be very beneficial for his next monopoly on the fur trade point in Mecklenburg County.

"So do you still need to transport slaves this time?" asked the one-eyed man.

"Of course I have to go. This time I personally escort it, and I want to see with my own eyes what happened in the pagan territory under the rule of Arod." Jeff held his arm, and his shadow was swaying under the swaying candlelight, and his fat face was filled with gloom.

Jeff currently has three caravans, one of which was specifically responsible for slave trade. After the third day, a caravan escorted slaves set out from the town of Mason County. They headed north towards Mecklenburg County. As the one-eyed man said, there were many caravans and travelers in Mecklenburg County. It seems that after receiving the news that Mecklenburg County had cancelled the toll tax, the merchants went to trade.

"Hey, it's like a crow smelling rotten meat." Jeff sat in the shaking carriage. He took off his gorgeous clothes and put on a shirt and trousers made of thick linen. As a businessman who has been doing business for many years, he knows the truth that wealth is not exposed. The closer he gets to Mecklenburg County, the more fresh he feels. It's been a while since he last escorted the slave caravan. It was when Arod had just built the Rage Lion Castle, but half a year later, the young Count had seized the entire county.

"Jeff, the border of Mecklenburg County is ahead. They are building border posts." After walking for several days, the caravan said to Jeff, pointing to a forest in front.

"Border outpost?" Jeff asked curiously.

"Yes, Aruod built such border posts on the border. It is said that he wanted to build more than a dozen such border posts on the border to facilitate the rest of the soldiers patrolling the border." The one-eyed man explained to Jeff.

"Is he crazy when he actually spends money to do such things?" Jeff wrapped his cloak. He didn't understand Arod's behavior. Didn't the nobles like to use money to have fun? Their money was all obtained from merchants and farmers.

"Hey, there is the border outpost of Mecklenburg County in front, everyone should work harder." At this time, the merchants who were walking with Jeff showed joyful smiles on their faces. Some of them often traveled between Mecklenburg County and other counties to engage in fur trade.

"What's going on? Hello, what happened?" Jeff asked curiously to the travel merchant who joined his caravan. Those who traded between territories often faced the threat of thieves and beasts, so they would join the larger caravan, and merchants who were away from home would agree to travel together after verifying the other party's identity.

"In the border post in Mecklenburg County, we can get water and food, and we will be protected by patrol soldiers. From here we are safe." The travel merchant waved his hand with the wooden stick in his hand. This wooden stick was his help to walk. In special circumstances, it can also be used as a weapon. The travel merchant's backpack contained some goods, and many leather bags were hung around his waist.

Sure enough, after entering the forest and walking in the trail for a while, he saw a building on the mound next to the path. The building was built with wooden boards and earth. It was like a small fortress, but much smaller than the fortress. The base was a foundation compacted by the plate-building method, and several layers of arrow towers built with wood were built on it. Dozens of people and some supplies could be stored in the arrow tower. However, this border post was still in construction, so only the foundation had just been compacted, but some spear-holding soldiers were inspecting the merchants next to the foundation.

"Look at this is Arod's soldier." The one-eyed man pointed to a black lion flag next to the soldiers. They were exercising the power of inspection on behalf of Arod.

"Damn it, prepare some money, these soldiers will definitely blackmail us." Jeff was not as optimistic as other merchants. He knew very well what the soldiers on the border were virtues. Patroling the border was a chore. Blackmailing some money from merchants was a common bad habit of these soldiers.

"Don't worry, Jeff, have you seen those teenagers wearing black square robes?" But the travel merchant next to him stopped Jeff with a giggle.

"Oh?" Jeff followed the travel merchant's gaze and saw a young man in a square robe. He stood beside the soldiers and stared at the soldiers' behavior with a serious expression. His square robe was like a court servant.
Chapter completed!