The arrival of the one-hundred-thousand-man army shocked the members of the Firecrown Supreme Household. Even the patriarch and the elders were alerted.
Everyone was only relieved when Fredrinn explained the whole situation.
At this moment, Fredrinn was in the meeting room with all the important members of the household.
"Fredrinn, what are you going to do with all those soldiers? With our current expenditure, we won't be able to pay them." Roland muttered with a serious look.
The Firecrown Supreme Household was still quite lacking in the business area. And now that Margaret was busy taking care of her newborn daughter, no one was left to take care of the businesses.
Suddenly, a pot-bellied old man spoke up. "How about we stop buying the Blood Myrtle?"
A wave of discussion erupted as soon as he uttered those words.
Everyone knew that it was Fredrinn who suggested to stock up on Blood Myrtle.
