Three months went by, and it was now the end of the year.
Terra was as bustling as ever, with troves of travelers shopping, dining and visiting. It was a beautiful city, even if at the bottom of the Krakow Empire prestige wise.
Meanwhile, Brigand was in his study, hard at work.
While signing various documents, he remembered the meeting he had had with the Official, making him shiver. It had been brief, but heavy.
He had been 'encouraged' to reveal the identity of the seller, but hadn't bent. After all, his reputation would be ruined if he acquiesced to their demand.
As such, the Official had simply mentioned that he wanted to directly buy the products when they were delivered, thus bypassing the auction.
The demand froze him on the spot. This would make him, the middle-man, redundant.
