Trade Risk

On the other side, within a hall, Parizaad sat at the center and was dealing with various matters.

Recently, she had felt very hard-pressed. All kinds of things continuously weighed down on her.

Combined with her little brother's actions, she became even more anxious, and she busied herself with various things.

It was different from the past, when Sharky can hold her in his arms, and she just needs to blushed a little, and struggle a little. But now, she looked very different.

"Your Highness…" a black-robed servant came up and said respectfully.

"Is Jasmine demanding to go out again?" Parizaad rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

During this period, her little sister had always been noisily demanding to go out, and she tried all kinds of ways to get out, making her feel incredibly annoyed.

Seeing the servant looking after Jasmine coming over, she guessed that Jasmine was making a ruckus again.

However, she was surprised to see the female servant shake her head.

"No," the female servant said with a respectful expression, "Her Highness Jasmine did not ask to go out; rather, she asked for a letter of hers to be delivered."

"Just delivering a letter?"

Parizaad felt quite surprised and nodded, "That's not an issue; let her send it if she wants. However, I estimate that Snarky is most likely at his father's territory now, so this letter will most likely take some time to reach him."

"But that's Sharky, why does he send the letters to both of us. And why is mine different from her, and even knowing I am already going to become him, how can he involve another girl." Parizaad started complaining, she also knew about the things which happened between Selina and Sharky.

At the time, when the letter was delivered, both of the letters came in the Parizaad's hands. First she was angry at Sharky's, that he was a womanizer, and wanted to take the both sisters, and even his subordinates daughter was not escaped from his clutches.

But then, she thought, it was also good, if her sister lived with her, then she would not have any problem sharing his husband with her sister. And about her subordinate daughter, well, she will just be a concubine.

Then she read the letter for Jasmine, it was so good, and like a confession, which makes any girl blushed and happy.

Then she opened her letters, and it was like.

"Darling Parizaad,"

"Are you waiting for me? If not, then I will give you some family punishment, that will teach you how to wait for your husband. And also don't forget to regularly clean your hair."

"Because I don't like them. And most important, always wash your boobs with the milk, so they can become more soft, so I can play with them. And, from it, if any of the things you will not do. Then, ready for the family punishment."

"Your husband, Sharky."

It was literally the opposite of Jasmine news, and instead of requests, there were demands, and all of them were the erotic demands.

It was good that no one has seen the letter. If someone has seen this, then she also doesn't know how to appear in front of other people. All her reputation will be destroyed in minutes. It makes her more angry. She was also going to reply to him through the letter, but after reading it, she didn't reply.

But even she became angry with Sharky. She has completed his demands. She now regularly cleans her downwards hair, and she also washed her boobs with the milk.

She smiled and thought to herself before saying, "That's right, what has Sharky been doing recently? Is there any news from over there?"

"Knight Sharky has been quite busy," the female servant thought before telling Parizaad what she knew.

"Trade alliance? North and south trade?" Parizaad listened as she went through her documents.

At first, she was just casually listening, but soon, she stopped what she was doing and her expression became more serious.

"Bring me all the information related to this," she said in the end with a serious expression.

After a while, all relevant information was brought over.

Everything that Sharky had done was recorded in great detail.

Ordinary people naturally would not be observed so closely, nor would there be such detailed information about them.

But since then, she has decided to become his wife. She wants a good husband for her, not a scumbag. If Sharky was dominating it was okay, but not the scumbag. So, because of this, she has given instructions to her subordinates to gather information on him.

Parizaad soon read through the pile of information, and the more she read, the more serious her expression became.

"Incredible, incredible…"

After putting down the documents, she sat there and muttered, "Why didn't I think of this before?"

Selling the north's oversupply of furs and slaves to the south, while selling the south's large amount of crops to the north. This was a very simple idea, and as long as one could do it, one could obtain massive profits.

However, no one had ever created such a profitable trade route before.

It was partially because of a limitation of thinking.

Even though this world had powerful existences like Knights, it was quite lacking in many areas.

The nobles' thinking was quite restricted, and they only thought about milking their subjects. Even if they turned their gazes to places outside their territory, it was usually for taking other people's territory. They rarely thought about economic development like this.

In their territory, everyone could only plant wheat and other grain crops, and those who disobeyed would be hung.

Under such circumstances, there would naturally be little economic development.

Apart from their limited thinking, they were also restricted by geography.

The Alexa Principality was made up of many nobles' territories, and going from north to south, one had to pass through many rulers' territories.

Each ruler would want to earn some profits, which would result in conflicts.

There was also risk hidden in this venture.

Adding on how chaotic this world was, there were always bandits around, adding to the danger.

Even if one could resolve these issues, there was the fact that the northern rulers were closed off to outsiders.

All in all, there were many barriers to this.

It was because it was so difficult that no one had done this in the past.

In just a moment, Parizaad could imagine the kinds of problems that Sharky had faced when setting this up.

What shocked her was that despite all the difficulties, Sharky overcame them all and achieved this.

"Just how did he do it?" Parizaad could not help but think to herself, and she became happy that her husband was amazing.

Before, she had just seen Sharky as a Baron's son, Jason's student, and a potential Knight, although even that was good for her.

She had never thought that Sharky would also be so capable in such a regard apart from these prestigious identities.

Within the hall, Parizaad silently thought to herself.

As the north-south trade progressed, Sharky would become more and more powerful, and very rich.

As time went on, no matter if it was the northern rulers or southern rulers, they would become closer and dependent on Sharky.

Moreover, except for dominating her, Sharky has only good qualities. He was a virtuous and almost perfect Knight.

Parizaad had a lot of experience, but only those who committed themselves to their Knight training could compare to Sharky in some regards.

Many thoughts flashed through Parizaad's mind. Then she started writing a letter. Although before she didn't want to, after hearing the Sharky achievement, she replied to him. After checking two to three times, she gives the letter to her female servant.

"Send someone to quickly deliver both mine and Jasmine's letter," she raised her head and said.

"Yes, Your Highness," the female servant nodded before leaving.

.....

"Have you arranged everything?" Beside a wide river, Sharky looked at the attendant next to him and calmly asked.

"Everything you asked for has been done," the attendant nodded and said, "We have already leaked the information to the bandits. It's just that…"

Speaking there, a look of hesitation appeared on his face, "Sir, why are we doing this? These goods are very important to us, and if we leak the news like this, it's possible that…"

"It's possible that they will be tempted to come and make trouble for us, if not rob us of those goods?"

Sharky said as he smiled, "That's exactly what I want."

"Why?"

The attendant could not understand.

This time, Sharky did not answer. He only silently turned and looked towards the river.

....

Over the next few days, Maxwell's residence became quite busy.

There were goods from the north all over the place, filling the entire residence.

All around, there were some people with dense black fur working hard.

"So many things…"

Looking at the goods everywhere, Maxwell sighed in amazement, "How can you pass so many things over? And those rulers actually let you pass through?"

As a noble, he knew what the other rulers were like.

He did not believe that this world's nobles had great virtues.

Transport in these times was not very convenient and quite dangerous too. It was not a big deal for a merchant group to be robbed.

Maxwell had done similar things himself before.

From this, it could be seen how dangerous it was to carry out trade in a world like this.

From how Maxwell saw it, Sharky bringing over such a large amount of goods was simply incomprehensible.

"Of course, some of them will bring trouble between us, but this is also what I want. I want to see who can dare to trouble us. And this time, my aim was to do a complete sweep, and create a route which belonged to us for forever," Sharky replied, as he was ready to end this game.

"Are you not risking yourself by doing this? If this happens a single mistake, not only the goods, but we can also lose our lives," Maxwell said, as he did believe that, it was an easy mission.

"Of course this will not be easy, but not for us, but for those who stand against us," Sharky replied confidently, he was already looking for success of his missions.

Maxwell nodded while still feeling a bit unease, but he did not continue to ask.

"Who are those people covered with black fur?" He asked out of curiosity as he looked at the people working hard to continuously move about the goods.

"They are from the desert's Blackfur Tribe," Gary explained, "The northern side is connected to the desert and they often fight. As such, they take many captives who are sold as slaves. These Blackfur People are one such tribe."

"Compared to ordinary people, these Blackfur People are cheaper and are more hardworking. As such, I took in many of them for labor," Gary explained.

He had especially kept the Blackfur People.

Of the goods that the northern rulers sold, apart from furs and skins, there were many slaves.

Of the slaves, Gary kept many of them for himself. since Sharky has already explained their uses.

Slaves were a very good source of manpower.

The slaves did not have any rights and belonged to their owners; no matter how they were treated, no one would have any objections.

Under normal circumstances, apart from some special slaves, most rulers did not care much about the majority of their slaves.

After all, as rulers, they could command their subjects to a certain extent, and whether it was to fight or do other things, they always had free or cheap cannon fodder.

On the other hand, even though slaves were cheap, they had to be bought, so it was not as cost-effective.

However, Sharky did not agree with this—he had many ways to bring out the untapped potential of the slaves.

As such, most of the slaves from the northern rulers had been taken in by Gary.

Maxwell could feel that Gary's subordinates were quite special.

Compared to ordinary people, these Blackfur slaves seemed a bit too hard working.

Not only were they hardworking, but their expressions towards Gary were also quite strange.

It was not as if Maxwell had never seen slaves before—his own residence had many slaves, and most of them worked on agriculture.

It was just that usually, their expressions were numb or fearful, as if they had lost all hope. They did not have any vitality about them.

However, Gary's subordinates were completely different.

Even though they were slaves, they looked like they were full of life and were extremely diligent, full of energy.

"How did you do this?" Maxwell could not help but ask after silently observing for a while.

He could sense that there were too many things that he did not understand about this child.

He was simply too capable, and many of the things that he did could not be understood by others.