Daisy's voice was pleasant to the ear, but the lords were unmoved.
All of them were veteran lords, what beautiful woman hadn't they seen? Well, perhaps they had seen some, but none had such a beauty among their own; most of the Territory Citizens were sallow and emaciated refugees incapable of forming a maid troop.
They were envious, indeed.
This only strengthened their resolve to haggle harder.
With a slight smile, Daisy reached out to open the space container beside her, which surprisingly contained not supplies, but heap upon heap of ores and minerals.
These were the main goods of the trade caravan.
It seemed that this trade caravan didn't have much in the way of supplies, did it?
Moreover, if someone transported supplies from thousands of miles away, wasn't it only reasonable for them to be a bit expensive? Even the transportation costs they incurred from such distances were higher.
