The Third Prince was instantly overjoyed, lost in the delight of recruiting a valiant noble with immense potential. He didn't suspect for a moment that Henry might be trying to get something for nothing.
"Baron Henry, this matter is of great importance. Don't let word of this get out."
Henry smiled, assuring him he wouldn't tell anyone else.
The Third Prince couldn't hide his youthful naivete. He excitedly slapped the table and said, "I'll write a letter right now and have my men deliver two hundred thousand pounds of potato flour, two hundred thousand pounds of pearl rice flour, five thousand spears, one thousand Imperial Vlandian war blades, one thousand Imperial One-Handed Swords, five hundred Traveling Horses, and one hundred sets of light Zha Armor!
Oh, right! I remember you also have the status of Pioneer Nobility, so you must be short on people, right? I'll contact some serf traders for you and have two thousand people sent your way!
