"Investment? No, it's business. We want ore, he wants prosperity." He silently recited in his heart, "This is a match made in heaven."
Sainar bent down again and wrote the order on the document: "Approve contact with Red Tide. Let Lyton maintain communication, and dispatch one trade envoy to establish a station in Red Tide under the name of the Cold Salt Caravan. Transactions are limited to minerals and alchemy materials, not involving military supplies and intelligence."
Finally, he left a short commentary in the documents: "Louis Calvin, a king of the Northern Territory worth taking seriously."
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The first rays of sunshine illuminated the dome-covered houses of Red Tide Main City, the city bell rang, signifying the start of the festival.
Inside the Smith family's house, breakfast was still on the table: freshly baked rye bread, warm milk, and a pot of stew.
Smith was holding a bowl, smiling as he watched his daughter with hands covered in honey.
