The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 835 - 26 I’m Really Not a Lolicon! (6.3k)_3

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Chapter 835 -26 I’m Really Not a Lolicon! (6.3k)_3

In addition, Giants, Elves, and even the Warner Divine Race could potentially become targets for trade.

Behind all this lies substantial profits.

Even if it is only thirty percent of the revenue, its value far exceeds the investment of thirty carts of Gold.

Moreover, just the condition of unlimited free-flowing malt beer has already made the Dwarves willingly give their all.

This is hardly the God of the Middle Court’s humans; it’s clearly the Dwarves’ own deity!

Under the allure of fine wine and Gold, the Durin Dwarves present unanimously passed this business cooperation:

“Agreed! We agree!”

“Alright, I will draft the contract, and if you have no objections, then you can sign it.”

Luo En said and quickly drafted the contract, explaining the specifics to the Dwarves.

After confirming that it was a very generous contract, the already tipsy Dwarf leaders excitedly wrote down their True Names and then hugged their beer jugs, indulging in the delicious malt beer.

Watching the Dwarves stagger drunkenly about the great hall, Luo En flicked the contract in his hand, his eyes revealing a profound and meaningful gaze.

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The gifts of divinity often come with a hefty price.

The gifts of Fate also have a day when they must be repaid.

Similarly, the Durin Dwarves might seem to benefit from the alcohol and Gold, but as long as they have established cooperation with the Middle Court, common interests will inevitably drive them away from Jotunheim and closer to the side of Humans.

And once the interests of the Middle Court are damaged in the future, the Durin Dwarves, having tasted the sweetness, will inevitably defend their businesses and become enemies with any outsiders daring to invade the Middle Court.

The dual temptation of Gold and strong liquor is enough to make them fight desperately for it.

As Churchill said, there are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests.

Binding each other with interests to form an alliance is the most solid approach.

On the other hand, as excellent craftsmen, the Dwarves’ forging skills and fine products are urgently needed for the development of Human society.

Exchanging alcohol brewed from grains for weapons and equipment capable of defending against foreign enemies is also a hugely profitable business for Humans.

So, the Dwarves may earn something, but he never loses out.

A certain God of the Middle Court smiled satisfactorily, holding the newly signed contract, stood up, and walked out of the reception hall’s main door, entering into a side chamber.

At this time, because they were still young, Hela, Heluo, and Eden, the three little girls, were not allowed to participate in the adults’ drinking party, so they could only huddle here, eating some snacks and drinking honey water to satisfy their cravings.

Seeing Luo En enter the room, Heluo huffed and turned her head away, obviously still holding a grudge against her old father for not sharing the drink with her.

Luo En chuckled and passed the contract in his hand:

“Take this.”

“What is it?”

“The business cooperation with the Durin Dwarves is signed, and you will be in charge of it from now on.”

“Me?”

The sudden appointment made Heluo freeze in surprise.

Luo En nodded and spoke gravely:

“The Nine Great Kingdoms have never been peaceful, with the Frost Giants and Giants to the north, the Fire Giants to the south, infiltration from Warner, rebellion from the Dark Elves… I have too much to deal with; how can I have the energy to look after this? Haven’t you always said your talent for commerce is being wasted on Heather Island?

Why not, you can start by dealing with this liquor business and see if you can make a success of it.”

After hearing this, Heluo was somewhat incredulous:

“Really?”

“Truer than Gold!”

Luo En scoffed lightly and stuffed the contract into his foster daughter’s arms.

In fact, as the busy Lord of the Middle Court, neither the little wealth of the Durin Dwarves nor the revenue from the brewing business was worth his personal intervention.

His decision to handle it himself was simply to plan a safer Future for his daughter Heluo.

As a Holy Spirit conceived from the Harvest Festival, Heluo naturally possessed the Authority of Fertility.

The Fertility Temple on Heather Island was actually established for her.

The purpose was to use the Fertility Divinity to shape Heluo towards the bright side of the divinity spectrum, preventing her from falling to become the Demon Wolf of destruction.

Everything was going well at first, but after the match with Olvir, Heluo began showing signs of the Demon Wolf transformation.

This has inevitably caused Luo En some Anxiety, leading him to seek strategies in the shadows.

When Heluo kept mentioning her interest in trading, Luo En had a brainwave and thought of nurturing her into the Commerce God’s divinity, which, combined with Fertility’s divinity, would jointly erode the Demon Nature within her.

Now, he took the opportunity to woo the Durin Dwarves to create a chance for Heluo to take hold of the Commerce God’s Authority, paving the way for her.

In short, this old father Luo En has no shortage of things to worry about secretly, so that his foster daughter could grow up Healthily.

Seeing the business opportunity laying before her, the once-burnt Heluo couldn’t help but be somewhat skeptical, her gaze shifting as she waggled her fair claws:

“But we don’t have money! If you want me to do business, you have to give me some capital, right?”

“Do you remember the thirty carts of Gold the Dwarves brought over?”

“I remember, what about it?”

“That’s yours now.”

Saying so, Luo En tossed the Temple’s treasury key and then leisurely added,

“Those Durin Dwarves used those thirty carts of Gold as an investment, as the Temple’s initial outlay for purchasing materials and brewing liquor, once the project is profitable, after giving them their thirty percent of the profits, the rest is all yours.”

As the cool metal key landed in her hand, Heluo was at first stunned.