Chapter 9: The Lord is Dispensing Gold Coins!
Agreements, like contracts, are subject to magical notarization.
Matthews set an additional interest of 100 gold coins per year, but in reality, it won't even take a year. Romon will clear the remaining balance soon. He feigned a melancholic expression, but in truth, it was just a ruse to create an information gap. Even if the news about the magic crystal mine spreads from Stone Town, it won't be as quick as his actions.
The guild president, Gresla, would never publicize it unless he wanted to create a rival for himself.
The rest were just rumors and speculations. Anyone who dared to spread false information to other lords would find themselves in a very dangerous situation.
As for those who had actually verified the existence of the magic crystal mine, they were already pierced by Talia's arrows. The last survivor had been turned into Romon's slave.
"Pleasure doing business with you, my friend."
After the transfer of the forest's ownership, Romon had no intention of staying any longer.
"I will miss you."
Matthews waved goodbye, watching Romon's carriage gradually disappear. He hurriedly called over his old butler and asked, "Have we received any news about that forest?"
"Just got the latest report, my lord. After the exploration team entered the forest, they found a large number of monsters, especially goblins, which have reached disaster levels. With the goblins' tendency to dig holes, if there were any veins of ore in the forest, they would have already dug them up. But in reality, the forest remains unchanged... Honestly, my lord, ever since the old lord won control of that forest, we haven't sent anyone to manage it. Even if we want to develop it now, it would require an astronomical investment."
"I don't have the money to fund goblin extermination," Matthews said as he walked toward the villa. "Change into casual clothes. Save this new outfit for when we host other lords. Make sure to take good care of it."