Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3212 Gather the Merchants

Mortimer's brow furrowed as he contemplated the news.

The dust had barely settled on the Montiria affair, and already their enemies were stirring up trouble again. He knew that Gadel's position was crucial. Any shift could undo the fragile peace with Montiria, potentially plunging them back into open hostilities.

"What do you think we should do?" Mortimer's tone was grave as he fixed his gaze on Matthew. He trusted that his colleague wouldn't have called this urgent meeting without a plan.

Matthew leaned forward, his voice low and determined. "Mortimer, I need you to gather a group of merchants who own a significant amount of Dornian Emeralds. We'll form our own alliance to counter their schemes."

This was Matthew's solution.

"No matter how much they shift tactics or scheme, if we stand firm, we can outmaneuver them. Isn't their plan to flood the market with Montirian Ducats and use them to purchase Dornian Emeralds in bulk? We'll counter that by using our Dornian Emeralds to buy Montirian Ducats. We'll buy as much as they offer and see how they plan to raise prices."

As Matthew outlined his strategy, Mortimer's eyes gleamed with understanding.

Yes, this could work!

"But remember, Mortimer," Matthew continued, his voice cautioning, "before you bring any merchants into the fold, ensure they're thoroughly vetted. Their backgrounds must be spotless. We can't risk leaks before we even begin."

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time to complete their plans. Matthew and Mortimer's immediate task was to secure a dozen reliable merchants and

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midnight daily. The relentless workload made Matthew nostalgic for his days on the battlefield.

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