Baron Mura only felt the pressure increase sharply, this nobleman of the Herion Domain, since the incident a few years ago, he couldn't help but be nervous when he saw Gray.

He was instinctively afraid.

A few years ago, the vanishing families and the nobles who had fallen in pools of blood were the source of his fear.

The little sense of superiority he had in front of Gray had long since vanished after that incident.

"Our Lord Baron seems to be a little nervous!" a mocking smile appeared on Knight Hanks' face, the hard leather glove on his right hand brushing lightly against his knight's armor, making the strange sound of iron scraping.

The sound was like the sound of a warrior wiping his weapon after killing, and the knight had a soft spot for it.

But at this moment, when Baron Mura heard this familiar and unfamiliar voice, his legs trembled slightly unconsciously.

"Oh, my honorable baron, your legs are trembling?" shouted a middle-aged knight, one of the knights Gray had been canonized in the army last year, with a slightly exaggerated expression.

These people used to be commoners, they didn't know how to be polite at all, and they never minded making sarcastic remarks when a nobleman was looking foreign.

"Alright!" Gray leaned forward slightly, he put his hands on his cheeks, and stared at Baron Mura below him with some dissatisfaction, he didn't understand how a nobleman with noble blood could behave so badly.

But he was even more dissatisfied with the performance of his knights, who did not have the appearance of a knight at all.

He turned to his military advisor and said, "Sir Loire, Baron Rena is not here, you take the knights to the barracks for training, at least let them know how to be polite!"

Gray was always very direct in front of his men.

"I'm very sorry, my lord!" said the knight, his face changed, and he quickly knelt down on one knee.

Gray waved his hand indifferently, he didn't want to dwell too much on this kind of trivial matter.

No one dared to go against Gray's wishes, and the knights had no choice but to salute and leave.

"Zamba, you're waiting at the door now, I'm going to ask you something!"

Gray saw Zamba's shiny bald head, as if he suddenly remembered something, and left Zamba behind.

...

After the knights had left, Sir Wright walked briskly up to Baron Murla and asked, "I heard that you have some relationship with Baron Kerry Brill, Duke de Rooney's court?"

"You mean Brill?" Baron Mura was slightly stunned, he looked at Gray, and said cautiously: "He used to be an entourage of my father, I grew up with him, and when we were young, we walked the trade road together!"

Baron Mura fell into reminiscences, "More than ten years ago, he joined the army of the Grand Duke de Rooney to fight for the throne, and after the war he became the Grand Duke's court chancellor!"

"Are you still in touch?" asked Sir Wright again.

Baron Mura was visibly nervous when he heard this, you know, his network of connections was very secretive, and only a few of his cronies knew about it.

But at this moment, he did not dare to think too long in the face of Sir Wright's inquiry, for he knew that the young man in front of him had been watching the change in his expression, so he replied quickly: "Only occasionally there is an exchange of letters, I..."

"All right!" said Gray, interrupting the conversation, "Sir Wright, there's no need to go around!"

Gray said.

After that, he turned to Baron Mura and said, "Baron Mura, my request is simple, I need supplies, and you have the network of most merchants in the south, and the friendship of the Prime Minister Brill, do you understand what I mean?"

Baron Mura listened quietly as Gray spoke, and when he listened to Gray's request, his heart was slightly bitter.

But he had no surprises.

Because, he had already guessed seven or eight points before he came, but he didn't guess that the young man in front of him had actually found out about his relationship with Brill, which surprised him very much.

"Remember, I'll only buy those supplies at the normal market price, half a month, and you only have half a month!" Gray said in a half-commanding tone.

"My lord, which merchants are not in my control at all, you..." Baron Mura's face changed when he heard the time given by Gray, and he could no longer calm down.

He couldn't control the thoughts of those businessmen at all, his status in this circle was not too high, and the weight of his words was naturally insufficient.

He knew that the viscount would punish him for failing the mission, and his family could not withstand any turmoil, and he wanted to say something, but Gray didn't give him a chance to tell the story.

"Remember, that's not what I meant!" Gray's voice was noticeably louder than Baron Mura's, and he stated his request, "You can't do this in the name of a nobleman, I don't want to see chaos in the markets of the South!"

"Do you see what I mean?"

"My lord!" Baron Mura was sweating profusely at this, and he reflexively took two steps forward.

He already knew what the adult wanted to do.

However, the commerce of the entire southern realm is not something that the current Baron Mura can challenge.

Business throughout the South?

Thinking of this, Baron Mura's heart was shocked, and he said secretly: No wonder this lord was just about to emphasize his relationship with Brill!

Shrewdly, he had already guessed in his heart.

"Baron Mura, I also know a little bit about the rules of the game of business and economics!" Gray looked at the other party's struggling expression, and he made a promise, "So, your efforts will be rewarded!"

Sure enough, when Baron Mura heard Gray say this, he suddenly looked up at Gray, and then turned to Stare Wright again.

It turned out that Sir Wright, who had already received a hint from Gray next to him, grabbed Baron Mura's arm and said, "Lord Baron, let's go to the living room next to us to talk about the detailed plan!"

Baron Mura's mind was a little confused, but he also knew that he could not change the decision of the young man opposite.

What's more, his family can also get a good share of the benefits.

He let Sir Wright pull him out of the room.

...

The door had just been closed and opened again, but it was Zamba who pushed the door in a thick knight's armor.

"Zamba, your guard has done a good job lately, and has been able to discover the conspiracy of the orcs and the goblin prince in time, so that innocent civilians like Balan City will not be slaughtered!"

Gray never hesitated to praise his meritorious subordinates.

"It's a pity that I was too aggressive at that time, otherwise I would have been able to pull out bigger fish!"

Although Zamba was proud in his heart, the work of the guard department in the past few years had already worn out his arrogance in the formation of mercenaries.

His answer was humble.

Gray smiled and asked, "Did the Navy in Sakai City talk to the two rats that were caught?"

"I'm about to report this!" said Zamba, a smug look on his face, and it was clear that he had made a breakthrough in his work.