Having confirmed his next target, Lann said goodbye to Margaret.
"I will leave Airetusa tonight."
Margaret looked up in surprise.
"So soon? Aren't you planning to convert those 1500 Orens into power at maximum efficiency? Money can be earned again, but you only have one life. Lann, you know what level their forces are, right?"
The blonde beauty's sea-blue eyes seriously met the cat's eyes.
"Vizima is the capital of Temeria, where you could hit a powerful dignitary just by throwing a piece of mud in the street. Commoners seem to live in the same city with them, but as soon as they want to use their power, commoners are as fragile as ants."
"Being able to project resources and power into the treacherous and barren Velen, maintaining a band of armed thugs, and building a secret port and a network of watchtowers, do you know how much money this costs? People like this, even in Vizima, are definitely the most difficult to deal with."
