Carter was in high spirits as he gazed at the five 'crystal glass cups' on the table. Each time he saw them, it made him want to eat an extra bowl of rice.
He carefully picked up one of the glass cups and admired its smooth, transparent surface, where he could faintly see his own reflection, which further lifted his mood.
"If that Liu Feng knew that someone has already offered fifteen gold coins for one of these crystal glass cups, I wonder how he would feel?" The thought brought a smile to Carter's face.
He decided not to sell these five 'crystal glass cups' but to keep them as family heirlooms. Maybe in ten or twenty years, one of them could fetch a hundred gold coins.
"Bang, bang..."
A knock sounded, and the door was immediately pushed open. Fez rushed in hurriedly.
"Bang!!!" The door was slammed shut in an instant.
"How many times have I told you not to be so impulsive?" Carter scolded.
"Yes." Fez took a deep breath, glanced at the glass cup, and his impatience eased a bit.
"So, did Lord Omar refuse to cooperate with us?" Carter asked as he carefully wiped the glass cup.
"He's willing to cooperate, but he wants to conscript our knights, and he wants thirty of them."
Fez said angrily, "We only have forty knights in total, and he's asking for thirty. It's too much."
The forty knights were the entire military strength of Carter and Fez, and one of the reasons they dared to sell their territory to Liu Feng.
For a territory with five or six thousand people, they could only muster forty knights. No, it should be said that they could only afford to maintain forty knights.
Maintaining a knight was expensive. A full set of armor, weapons, and maintenance alone cost several gold coins, and the horse, salary, and other expenses required a large sum of money.
It had taken Carter many years to accumulate enough wealth to maintain forty knights.
During wartime, knights served as officers, and they would forcibly conscript civilians from the territory to form a makeshift army.
This was the military model in this foreign world. Everyone maintained knights, who served as officers during wartime, significantly reducing expenses.
"What else did Lord Omar say?" Carter paused his hand that was wiping the cup, startled by the request.
"He offered us 20% of the profits and asked us to purchase a hundred orc slaves," Fez said angrily.
"20%?" Carter pondered and asked in a low voice, "Did he mention attacking any cities?"
"North Wind City. I heard its defenses are weak, with only about ten knights. Even if they conscript civilians, they'll have around a hundred people," Fez replied quickly.
"Tell Lord Omar that we can provide thirty knights, but they should also seize West Sun City. I want Liu Feng's head," Carter grinned, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, which looked eerie reflected in the glass cup.
"Father? Why? West Sun City should have little value now. Wouldn't it be better to let him manage it for a while and then harvest it in the spring?" Fez asked, puzzled.
Carter picked up another glass cup to wipe and said coldly, "The autumn harvest is coming, and that batch of wheat should be worth a lot. With Lord Omar's 20% of the profits, we should have enough money to buy the title of a nobleman."
Fez stared at the glass cup with wide eyes and exclaimed, "Father, are you going to abandon West Sun City?"
He knew that his father was unwilling to sell the 'crystal glass cups' and had suddenly changed his mind, opting for another way to raise money.
"That barren land, where the wheat we plant yields less each year, it's time to change territories. Let's buy the title of a nobleman in a more prosperous place," Carter said calmly.
"Who will we sell the captured West Sun City to?" Fez nodded in agreement. "Even selling it for a dozen gold coins would be fine."
"There's a wealthy merchant who is willing to pay twenty gold coins for West Sun City. He hopes to move into the castle next spring," Carter chuckled.
"Oh? Is there another fool?" Fez asked excitedly.
Carter picked up another glass cup to wipe, smiling broadly, "These merchants all aspire to the status of nobility."
"Humph... How ridiculous. With their stench of money, do they really think they deserve to be nobles?" Fays sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.
"They're just nouveau riche, not worth mentioning."
Carter waved his hand and paused before saying, "By the way, tell the knights under our command to keep an eye out and capture more female slaves. I heard that the high-ranking nobles in the inland prefer girls aged thirteen or fourteen. We should be able to sell them for a good price."
"Understand," Fays replied casually.
For both of them, those lowly commoners were nothing but sheep and cattle waiting to be slaughtered, ready to be harvested when ripe.
"By the way, isn't Baron Omar looking for orc slaves? Go buy a hundred more orcs and send them over. As long as we give them some food, those orcs will work themselves to the bone." Carter wiped all five glass cups clean.
"Alright, we have plenty of orc slaves. Those slave traders bring some over every day."
Fays' face was filled with disgust. To him, those orcs were no different from orcs.
"There are still more than twenty days before the autumn harvest. Those orcs should be going wild soon. Many of them might die again this year."
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