Chapter 208 - Chapter 208: Chapter 198 Spirit Communicator (2/2)

But the key issue was that bottled sunlight was extremely cheap to produce, basically requiring only consideration for the shipping costs; the bottled sunlight itself virtually had no production cost.

“It can preserve sunlight for about three years!”

Theo smiled, stating the already agreed-upon negotiation.

“We would never take advantage of you. Lord Zayne of the Tempest Church believes that we should only charge one-tenth of the price in Solar Gold for each can of sunlight!”

“What?”

The many nobles of the islands were immediately astir, their eyes revealing immense greed, as undoubtedly many understood its huge potential value!

The Spirit Communicator pondered for a long time before speaking slowly, “I can offer you twice the price.”

“Twice!”

Many from the Fischer family cheered, but Chris remained unmoved. Theo even frowned slightly, realizing that the Spirit Communicator must have some new condition to propose.

And sure enough, the Spirit Communicator’s ethereal voice continued.

“But I have one extremely important condition, and that is, for you and Lord Zayne behind you to all swear an oath that from now on, your canned sunlight will only be sold to the master of Radiance Island, ‘the Spirit Communicator’!”

So that was it. Theo understood the situation well.

It seemed the Spirit Communicator had realized the great business opportunity and wanted to become the exclusive intermediary for canned sunlight. However, the matter was too significant, and he simply couldn’t give any response.

The Spirit Communicator nodded slowly and said:

“Hmm, since you can’t give a response now, you should head back first.”

Theo was stunned for a moment but quickly asked, “But what about the goods on this batch of ships? We can’t go back empty-handed, and I believe you need them too!”

The pale old man on the throne continued calmly.

“I’ll buy all those cans of sunlight for one-fifth the price in Solar Gold. As for after, if you don’t agree to my demand, it doesn’t matter. The future shipments will be bought at one-tenth the price.”

The Spirit Communicator nodded slightly, his demeanor very composed and generous, without any intention to pressure the Fischer family.

Chris didn’t say a word, but deep inside, he had an idea that it would indeed be useful to let Zayne take a twenty-five percent cut of the profits.

Without the reputation and prestige of the Tempest Church, they would have difficulty even landing on Radiance Island under normal circumstances, let alone communicate and trade with the great slavemaster, the Spirit Communicator. They might have been plundered even before setting a meeting.

The deal was eventually closed.

The Fischer family hastened to sell all the canned sunlight aboard their fleet, exchanging it for a substantial amount of money and resources, before they set sail back with the Spirit Communicator’s demands.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, full of anticipation to return quickly to the Ouden Continent, back to East Coast Province.

Chris too was eager to see his sister; for some reason, these past few days he had found himself especially missing her.

But just as the Fischer family’s fleet had just left the Aphotic Sea and reached the White Sea, suddenly, their lookout noticed a fleet appearing on the horizon!

“We’ve got trouble! Lord Theo, look quickly!”

“What?”

Theo also picked up his binoculars to look and then, his face drastically changing color, he put down the binoculars and bellowed:

“Damn it! That looks like the Sea God Cult’s fleet! Everyone prepare for battle! Full speed to evade, we must accelerate!”

Soon, the Fischer family’s fleet sped ahead, trying to shake off the pursuing fleet from the Sea God Cult. However, the opponent was already heading their way!

“Boom!”

Once within the range of the cannons, both sides fired instantly, then one cannonball after another flew through the sky, crashing into the water and raising plumes of spray!

Several ships were hit hard by the cannonballs, their hulls shaking violently, and the people on board were tossed about like bugs in a rolling can, tumbling in every direction.

Chris stood at the stern of the flagship, holding a dagger and short sword, ignoring the many stray cannonballs around him, staring at the ever-closer enemies, not feeling the presence of any Monarch Level powerful expert.

He spoke very calmly:

“Get closer to them!”

Theo nodded slightly and roared his orders, “Close in on the enemy! Everyone prepare for boarding combat!”