Winters said something surprising, speaking lightly, "In fact, regarding the salt issue, I'm really not that worried. I had already resolved it before seeking you out."
Mason, Andre, and Moritz all looked at Winters, faces a mix of shock and awe.
"I had a chat with Little Lion," Winters didn't keep them in suspense, "Andre, senior, do you remember those rock salts on the western shore of The Styx... licked by the cattle and sheep?"
Last year, when the war was raging, as soon as the Paratu Expeditionary Force crossed The Styx, the Paratu Shepherds rushed their herds to the western shores, because there was rock salt there.
Winters played with a small knife, his demeanor refreshing as he spoke, "When I talked to the Revodan salt merchants, they told me that, aside from buying military salt from Mont Blanc County, there was also a smuggling route for rock salt coming from the Hurd wilderness in the past.
