"……deliver?"

The elders of the city-state said this word, and no matter who was the one, it seemed incredible.

"Yes, give away weapons, 100 shields, plus ten armors. You can use these weapons starting today."

Amy's caravan escorted three hundred pieces of mail and two thousand pieces of weapons, and the small batch of weapons he gave did not even take up one-twentieth. And those trespasses were even more likely to be burdened by walking among the mountain roads. But for the Aztlans who regarded iron weapons as magical weapons, this gift was far beyond their imagination. Not only were the people of the Lords and the Sects so shocked that they could not speak, but even the elders of the War Sects were frightened.

"This... are you serious?"

"Of course it's true," Amy smiled. "Although I'm a novice businessman, I know that if I want to trade here, I have to prepare some gifts. How about this gift from me? Is it enough to make friends with you?"

"This gift is too expensive... no, it is more than precious, it can be called a gift from God."

An elder of a pro-war faction was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

"Even if you hand over all the obsidians in our stock to you, they are not worthy of the value of these weapons. Are you really here to trade...What do you want us to do?"

"I only have two requirements. First, I hope that these armor and weapons will be allocated to the troops guarding the city for priority; second, when others ask, don't say that this batch of goods was given to you by me, but you bought them from me. Do these two things, you will get these batch of weapons from me, and the compensation you owe me will be cancelled."

The elders looked at each other for a while. Although they didn't understand what Amy was thinking, it was impossible to be a bad thing to be given a gift, let alone such a generous gift. In the end, they all nodded.

"We accept the generous conditions. From today on, you will be the largest trading partner of our city-state, and the obsidian of the entire city-state will be given priority to you, my friend."

When the negotiations ended, both sides breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the group of city-state elders who had put down their guard, Amy felt quite relieved - this time, she finally resolved the incident peacefully without causing large-scale casualties.

"I have another question to ask for," said Amy. "Do you know where the largest market in Aztland is?"

"That is of course in the capital of Aztland, Tenochtitlan, the city of lakes." An elder replied, "It is the most prosperous city-state in the entire continent, with a population of more than 300,000. The trade center of Aztland is there. And now in the past, maybe it can catch up with the new fire ceremony."

"New Fire Ceremony?"

Amy is not unfamiliar with this term. The night when she set foot on Aztlan, Sitralmina, who attacked Aztlan, mentioned this term and concluded that the new fire ceremony would fail and Aztlan would perish. But at that time she said that it was more than 60 days later, according to time, that the new fire ceremony should have passed long ago.

"We have been invited to the new fire ceremony recently," said an elder. "This is a grand festival once every fifty-two years. Leaders of all Aztland's city-states will go to Tenochtitlan to attend the meeting. If you have any goods, it is best to go there to the market."

"It has actually passed by a long time. However, the sudden war caused neither the Sun King nor the Tratoani of each state to attend the meeting, so it has been delayed until now." Someone added, "But it really can't be delayed. A few months ago, drought broke out in all parts of Aztland. Recently, I heard that there were floods again. If there is no new fire ceremony, this era will probably be destroyed like the previous eras."

God-given opportunity. Amy still remembers the merchant I met on the road before that the best place to sell weapons was in Tenochtitlan. So, after dealing with the matter of the city-state, Amy's caravan turned north and headed to the rumored city of the lake.

"I don't understand something." On the way, Estrard complained, "We can't take the catapult with us, so it's fine if we give it to the city-state. Why give them these iron tools that can be sold?"

"Although these iron tools are ordinary to us, they are probably equivalent to luxury armor in the eyes of Aztland. Few lords are willing to equip ordinary soldiers with such precious weapons. His Majesty brought them up to a large amount of 10,000 people. Just as Pocht Cartel said... too many. His Majesty really doesn't do business."

Amy shook her head helplessly.

"It is not enough to just show how high the goods are. To sell all these weapons, we have to increase the demand for goods first, right?"

Just as Amy was rushing to the road, the news about this batch of weapons was like flying, and the caravans were passed to the major city-states of Aztland.

Sokonuscobon.

The nobles were drinking hot chocolate under the cocoa tree and chatting leisurely.

"You said there is a city-state in Honduras that ordered a batch of new weapons? Is it an obsidian of excellent quality?"

"No, I heard from the caravan that these weapons are made of wood, but they can instantly destroy the city walls like a magician in the third and second eras."

The chocolate in the nobles' cups immediately spread all over the floor.

"Wood? Can destroy the walls? Are you sure this is true?"

"It's true." The nobleman who talked about this matter said mysteriously, "That city-state has the ability to destroy any city-state wall."

Zakalekabon.

The slaves collected honey in the woods, while their masters sat in chairs and basked leisurely in the sun.

"Armor flashing with the light of the Sun God of War? How practical is it?"

"It's very strong. I saw them doing a demonstration. It's hard to hurt people wearing armor. Even the Makuwits saw sword is not very effective. These weapons have been packaged by them. When they enter and exit the city gate, they can see the guards wearing these armors."

"How much is it? Where can I buy it?"

"It was said that I bought it from a caravan in another place. As for the price... I asked the guards in armor, but they were unwilling to say it."

The master sat up from the chair.

"It sounds not right... Now the main force of the Sun King is in the north. What are the things that Honduras suddenly buys these armors?"

Leibtaid.

The officers gathered at the round table, and a businessman who had just returned from the Honduras region hurriedly reported to them what they had seen along the way:

"I saw it with my own eyes! Those weapons with unknown materials are extremely sharp and can cut off wood in a few strokes. Obsidian collided with them and broke it when they touched it. It was like the legendary gravel sword made by Master Quilakiri! But there were only one or two gravel swords, but they were at least holding hundreds of such divine weapons in their hands!"

"We had a conflict with them not long ago. It is obvious who these weapons are used to deal with." The elder who presided over the meeting swept to the officers in the seat with a serious expression, "What should you do about it?"

An officer asked the merchant with a pale face: "Did you ask where the caravan that sold their goods went?"
Chapter completed!