Chapter 922: Chapter 585, Fate Plays Tricks on People (Seeking Recommendations and Subscriptions…)
Fang Hao was not surprised by the Federation’s cautious tactics.
He even felt relieved.
Knowing how to disguise their intentions and intentionally delaying.
So as not to exacerbate the grief of their allies at critical moments.
From this perspective, Dordy still cared somewhat about maintaining appearances.
“You needn’t worry about the military matters, but personally, you should look out for your safety during this time. Odys might well assassinate human leaders to prevent any potential pursuit.”
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With Odys withdrawing troops from the south, Fang Hao wasn’t too worried.
The distance between them was vast.
Additionally, considering the depletion of their forces in previous battles with the Federation, it was evident they couldn’t stand up to Amanda’s forces.
It was even possible that before the army could return to the capital,
Amanda would have already reached its gates and succeeded in her restoration.
However, it was Li Rong who seemed to be in greater danger to him.
A two-front assault would undoubtedly enrage Odys.
If he were Odys, to avoid Federation forces exploiting his withdrawal or attacking the Great Cemetery from the south,
he would spare no expense in assassinating the Federation’s command structure.
To throw the enemy into chaos and create opportunities for himself.
“Oh, now that you mention it, I’m a bit worried too. I have to sleep with Morse,” Li Rong responded.
After thinking, Fang Hao said, “Just be careful. With your status, they probably won’t bother trying to kill you.”
“Your sister….”
Ending the chat, Fang Hao sent the message to Dong Jiayue.
He wanted her to relay it to Amanda so she would be forewarned.
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Afternoon.
Fang Hao, accompanied by Demitrija, used the Teleportation Array to travel to the Trade Alliance headquarters.
Compared to their previous covert behavior, the two were much more overt now.
But due to the busy and hurried flow of people around, no one paid attention to them.
Lizardmen shop.
In a room dominated by peacock blue tones,
an Attendant served them fruit wine and pastries, then left the room.
Queen Anastasia sat across from them, her gaze sweeping back and forth over the pair.
After a silent wait.
Fang Hao broke the silence. “The Queen seems to be doing well recently,” he said.
Queen Anastasia returned her gaze to Fang Hao and said, “Not very well.”
“Oh? Troubles perhaps?” Fang Hao asked as he sipped the Lizardmen’s fruit wine.
The flavor was strong, with a tartness of fruit,
similar to that of a concentrated juice.
Queen Anastasia continued, “Do you go by Fang Hao or Fu Lei?”
“Uh…, What’s the difference? It’s just a name,” Fang Hao replied.
“Ha!” the Queen glared at him.
Even as a Lizardman covered in scales, she managed to convey a sense of allure.
“The Dragon Clan came to my city a few days ago, claiming you were one of our Holy Dynasty’s people and demanded that I hand you over,” the Queen said with some dissatisfaction in her tone.
“Oh? That’s an issue. The Dragon Clan is really troubling,” Fang Hao coughed lightly, “Given the Holy Dynasty’s dignity, we absolutely shouldn’t tolerate this. Would you like to join my Dragon-slaying Alliance?”
The Queen’s eyes widened. “You have an Alliance? How many powers?”
“Including you, two.”
“Don’t, please don’t count us in,” the Queen immediately waved her hands, unwilling to wade into these troubled waters.
Fang Hao smiled and did not continue that topic.
The Lizardmen, being amphibious troops, couldn’t match the Dragon Clan and he didn’t count on them.
Fang Hao continued, “This time, I wanted to discuss trade matters with the Queen.”
“Oh? Trade?” the Queen grew more curious.
Fang Hao was bold, and his mind was filled with strange ideas.
Every time she saw him, he always surprised her.
“Yes, we are allies, aren’t we?” Fang Hao asked.
The Queen covertly glanced at Demitrija and cautiously said, “Sort of.”
Fearing he might pull her into the Dragon-slaying Alliance.
“I’m planning to establish privately, a merchandise convoy that traverses both our territories to facilitate the exchange of goods between them,” Fang Hao said.
Not about dragon-slaying, which relieved the Queen.
She retorted, “Isn’t the Trade Alliance sufficient? And the Teleportation Array makes it convenient.”
“The Trade Alliance is indeed useful, but the taxes are calculated per item. The bigger the batch, the higher the platform fees we pay; products intended for common usage become impractical through the platform, sometimes even causing the prices to surge,” Fang Hao quickly explained.
The Queen frowned slightly. “So, are you suggesting we trade privately?”
“Exactly, large batches of weapons and equipment can still go through the Trade Alliance, but what about smaller items? Say, civilian apparel, fruits, vegetables, specialties from both regions, could be traded privately to reduce costs,” Fang Hao proposed.
The Queen paused to think before saying, “Are you sure you can transport goods from your side to ours?”
The proximity of their territories and the safety of the routes were to be considered.
If it were that easy to transport goods, the Trade Alliance wouldn’t have reached its current scale.
“It’s currently a concept. If the Holy Dynasty agrees to this cooperation, we could discuss further and address these obstacles,” Fang Hao replied.
Offline trade required meeting many conditions.
Peace, integrity, and abundance of resources were important factors.
As the Lizardmen were unified in belief and ruled entirely by the Lizardmen Queen, a certain level of safety was guaranteed.
This was an advantage over the Orcs, whose territory was plagued by tribal raids and rampant bandits.