Chapter 564 (2/2)

“It’s indeed interesting. You never know what you’ll see at the exhibitions. If you’re interested, I’ll take you to the top one, but there’s another business that has overtaken those two types recently.” Denise paused momentarily to arouse his interest and then continued, “The slave trade.”

“Slaves? Aren’t they very common for cargo?” he was dazed for a moment and asked.

“I said ‘recently’. A business that requires no capital is always the best. You’ve heard that the church had almost conquered the Kingdom of Wolfheart? Thousands of refugees flock into the Kingdom of Dawn. You can take them to the market and sell them out to make a lot of money. As long as you offer them food. Now, many merchants have gone to the border to make money in the refugee tide, since when the war is over, there’ll be no more chances.” The female merchant explained.

“But why did you go the border of the Kingdom of Graycastle?” Yorko asked.

“I don’t like trading people… especially women.” Denise shrugged.

“So, leave it alone. No capital doesn’t mean no risk. When the refugees become mobs, it’ll be a real headache for the slave traders.” Yorko said, holding her in his arms.

“You seem to really know something about business,” she said while covering her mouth.

Just at that moment, the coachman in front of their carriage said, “My lady, we’ve arrived at the palace district.”

“Let’s call it a day.” Yorko kissed her hard and continued, “Our time on the road was so sweet though it was very short. I’ll bear it in my heart.”

“Won’t you come to my place and have a rest?” Denise said while ogling him.

“No, I have to go. I’m here on official business.”

Yorko had to refuse her. Knowing that she was a married woman, he did not want to get beat up if her husband found out something when he visited Denise at their place. Yorko hurriedly hopped off the coach and waved to her, saying, “I feel we’re going to meet again.”

“I also think so and maybe we’re going to meet sooner than you expect,” she said while raising her eyebrow.

“Huh?”

Denise drew the curtain and left with a smile.

Seeing Yorko got off the coach, the emissary delegation that had followed behind the caravan now walked slowly towards him. “You really deserve the name of Magic Hand. What did you talk about for all these days?!” Hill Fawkes came up and exclaimed.

Hill was assigned by His Majesty Roland to work as Yorko’s guard. He did not look like a military man at all, but even Yorko had heard that Hill had outstanding meritorious achievements before. “Business, of course. What else could I talk about with a merchant?” Yorko replied.

In fact, business was just a subject to start a conversation with the woman. Knowing what made a woman light up was the quickest way to get closer to her and Yorko could always sell what a woman bought, no matter it was language or a gift.

“What’re you going to do now?”

“Hoist the flag of Hightower and hand in the document. Tell them the ambassador of the Kingdom of Graycastle has come!” Yorko said with an air of contentment.