And you've produced such a large number of weapons, she exclaimed.

We can load the cart now, she added.

Indeed, Fungha responded, directing the skeletons to begin loading the cart while IR climbed a top to secure the cargo with hemp ropes.

Even so, Fongghao had underestimated the weight of the chisling axes.

Five carriages were utterly incapable of bearing the weight of 3,000 chisels.

Consequently, an additional five cards were summoned, drawn by skeletal wolves.

Once the cargo was loaded, Fongo meticulously counted 30,000 skeletons for defense and then departed from the territory in grand procession.

The management of the territory was entrusted to Neielen, although it was merely a day's journey with little to oversee, having learned from previous experiences.

This journey to the Mana Market felt familiar.

After several hours of travel, the outline of the city came into view.

Master, the Mana Market is in sight, said heir.

Oh, have we arrived? Fong Hao replied, sitting upright and closing the Lord<unk>'s tome.

The orcs harbored animosity towards the undead, and given the sheer size of the contingent.

Any approach to the city would undoubtedly incite considerable panic.

Thus, he decided to change direction.

"Let us turn back," Fong Hao instructed.

The procession began to pivot, setting up camp once more beneath the mountain side where they had previously rested, leaving all the skeletons behind.

He and heir drove the five carriages onward to the Mana Market.

Soon they arrived at the city gates where two brrawy minotaurs stared at them with wide eyes.

I have a delivery arranged with Chief Tyrock for today.

Fonhow stated calmly.

The minotaurs nodded in acknowledgement.

Very well.

You may enter.

The chief has instructed that you go directly to see him upon your arrival.

Although the minotaurs bore a striking resemblance to one another, they recognize Fong Hao's visage.

After all, he was the only human to have visited in many years, making him quite memorable.

Can you arrange for someone to take these five loads of goods inside? We still have another five loads to retrieve, Fongo requested.

Due to the cargo's quantity and weight, they had employed a total of 10 carriages, five drawn by horses and the other five by skeletal wolves.

After completing this delivery, they would need to return to the campsite for another hall.

The minur guards exchanged puzzled glances but refrained from further inquiry.

They arranged for personnel to unload the goods from the carriages and transport them to the chief's hall.

Meanwhile, Fong Hao and air returned to the campsite with the empty carriages to fetch the remaining five loads.

The round trip consumed considerable time before they successfully delivered all the goods.

Fong Ho once again entered the chief's hall where he encountered the bronze-kinned hero, Chief Tyrock.

Chief Tyrock, how do you find a quality of goods? Are you satisfied? Funo smiled after undergoing a transformation that allowed him to learn magic.

The oppressive aura emanating from the bronze bull was no longer as formidable, and the chief's demeanor appeared more relaxed.

Excellent.

I am very pleased with this transaction, Tyrock boomed.

Before Fong Ho's second batch of goods arrived, he had already inspected the initial cargo, which he found to be of exceptional quality, marking his satisfaction with the delivery.

Haha, I am grateful for the trust bestowed upon me by the chieftain.

Thus, this transaction is deemed accomplished.

Fonggha is also quite content.

Taro naturally comprehends Fong Ha's words.

With a clap of his hands, a Taurin enters through the side door, cradling a wooden chest in his arms.

As the tavern approaches, the sound of clinking gold coins emanates from within the chest.

With a thud, the chest is placed at Fongo's feet.

Warfire coins 2400 0 pieces.

Very well.

Let us discuss the subsequent transaction.

Tauro proclaimed loudly.

This initial exchange can be regarded as a mutual exploration of trust and strength.

Within 3 days, Fongghao delivered three 0000 axes that met the required standards, much took satisfaction.

Likewise, Tauro<unk>s prompt provision of 2400 warfire coins astonished Fonga regarding the copper bull's monetary reserves.

The trade may certainly continue.

Of course, Fungha replied with a smile.

This time, I require 3,000 sets of armor.

How long will it take for delivery? 5 days, Taro responded.

Are you certain? Upon hearing Fong Hoa mentioned 5 days again, Tauro's eyes widened in disbelief.

Chapter 58.

The new order.

Upon hearing Fongo's proposed delivery time frame, Tylock was takenback.

The minotaurs possessed their own blacksmiths, and the primary reason they were still placing orders with Fong How was due to the swift production time.

The request for three 000 sets was no trifling matter.

To expect delivery in 5 days seemed utterly preposterous.

Noticing the astonishment in Tylock's eyes, Fong Hao was equally startled.

Fearing that the Minotaur might burst an eye from sheer disbelief, requiring him to scavenge for it later.

Rest assured, Chief, I shall deliver as promised, Fongo asserted confidently.

With the Lord<unk>'s book in his possession, he could amplify his output 100fold, allowing for timely deliveries.

However, he was aware that certain expectations could not be exceeded.

Pushing beyond the minotaur's comprehension could jeopardize the transaction.

Tylock studied him once more before reclaiming his seat.

Very well, as long as you have a plan, I will deliver the armor as agreed, but I will need the blueprint from you.

Chief Fong House stated, "Do not worry.

I can provide the blueprints.

" Dilok responded cool.

For all lords, the significance of blueprints far surpassed that of individual pieces of equipment.

Soon, a minotaur arrived, delivering the blueprints into Fong's hands.

Blueprint for plate armor, green.

Blueprint for armored bracers, green.

Plate armor, 12 leather, six iron for iron plates.

Armored bracers, five leather, three iron, two iron plates.

Fungha's heart soared with joy.

To his astonishment, he had received two sets of green equipment.

He could produce them in bulk, outfitting his skeleton army entirely with green gear, thereby enhancing their combat prowess.

And what price does the esteemed chief propose for this batch? He inquired.

25 fire coins per set, Tai Lock quoted.

Fonhow shook his head slightly, dissatisfied with the offer.

The pricing for a set, which encompassed two pieces, and both being of green quality, would undoubtedly entail higher material costs, particularly for the iron plates, which were new material requiring blueprints.

Even with a 100-fold amplification, he could not justify such a low price.

Chief Tylock, "This price scarcely covers labor costs.

I find it challenging to accept.

" Fun remarked, placing the blueprints back on the table, feigning contemplation.

Tylock, aware of his low offer, inquired, "What price do you believe is fair?" "75 coins per set," Fong Hao replied, deliberately emphasizing the figure.

"7 is too high.

Let us each concede a bit and agree on 50," Tylock proposed solemnly.

"Chief Tai Lock, with 5 days to ensure quality, I am under considerable pressure.

" " 65 coins is the absolute minimum.

Otherwise, I would incur a loss on this venture.

" Fong Hao countered, increasing his demand by 10 coins.