In addition to active collection, Isha shrines throughout the royal court will also receive various donations on a long-term basis. These are acts of the people of the kingdom showing their love for their beloved queen. Therefore, in Ada, population equals economy. It just so happened that the population of the royal court had already exceeded 300,000, and there were also tributes provided by various wild kingdoms.
Needless to say, the status of Ada products in the galaxy is unimaginable. If they can obtain a trading privilege, the profits will be unimaginable.
But unlike the free trade of other civilizations, the Eternal King currently has no private interstellar trade organizations. Residents can basically obtain everything they need in the free market, and they do not have a strong desire for wealth, which is equivalent to the Eternal King. There are no serious businessmen in the court, at most there are some small traders. All trade activities are official. This is why the Great Sorian Alliance dares to speak so loudly——
Maybe they thought Ada had no business acumen?
Or is it that the cooperation in the last Maelstrom Expedition allowed them to taste the sweetness of monopolizing trade rights, so they want to repeat the same trick? He had heard from Sorge's information that the Great Sorian Alliance had made a lot of money from those resource planets after the war, and he didn't see any extra gratitude or expression from them. Speaking of those plasmas, Missile technology still looks like it could kill them.
They want to be stingy and want to make a fortune. The dwarfs also think of themselves as too good people.
Soshiyang sneered in his heart, pretended to read a full page of the cooperation agreement, and then placed it on the table in front of him.
"I have received and seen the cooperation agreement of your alliance, but it still needs to be discussed with your dear friends. You can go back and wait for news."
"Your Highness, what do you think?"
As the representative of the entire alliance, the Hearthborn with a beard that almost touched the ground and wore a shining robe immediately got some feedback from Soshiyan's tone, and he knew that the other party was not satisfied.
After a moment, he said the next words cautiously.
".Are there any other changes that need to be made?"
"Let's discuss it first. What are the details? I will inform you when there is a result here."
"About.how long."
"It's hard to say, because I still need to report to His Majesty and see what her opinion is. It's just that His Majesty is not in a good mood recently because he is tired from traveling. Maybe she will come back to deal with these mundane affairs later."
Just as Hearthborn was about to say something, Soshyan stood up.
"Let's do this for today. I have a private meeting with Sect Master Walker. I have prepared a welcome banquet for you. Sir Doral, please entertain everyone from the Great Sorian Alliance on your behalf."
Doral turned around, bowed and replied:
"Yes, Your Highness."
Soshyan then left the envoy of the Great Sorian Alliance behind, changed into a robe, and then came to a garden to meet with Sect Master Walker.
For some reason, he always felt that this mysterious old furnace descendant always seemed to have something to say to him, but never said it out loud.
When he arrived, an old Hearthborn was already sitting on the chair beside the exquisite round four-legged table. The old man's hair was as white as the snow on the peak. His braids were kept very long and looked like It seemed to blend in with the white beard underneath, and the beard on his knees was far longer than his boots, hanging just under the chair. Underneath the slightly frayed gray robe on his body shimmered with complex patterns and occasional Appearance of jewelry luster.
The Priest Master of Grumnir held his long pipe in his right hand and took a long puff. When the smoke rose upwards, it twisted into strange and profound shapes.
The other party seemed very comfortable, without any restraint, as if this was not the solemn palace of the Eternal Palace, but a random wild place.
"Master Walker, I haven't seen you for a long time. I am very pleased to see that you are still so strong."
Soshyan walked over with a smile and sat on the huge chair on the other side.
Later, several maids came over, carrying exquisite crystal bottles, cups, and some desserts in their hands. They each poured a glass of wine for the two of them. Old Furnace Yi accepted it with a serious face and said to the maid who was pouring the wine. Nodding and saying:
"Thank you, little girl."
The other party responded with a slightly shy smile and walked away. There were only two people, a huge one and a short one, left in the garden.
"Master Walker, I just had a friendly meeting with the delegation from your alliance. I have to say that the Hearthborn are really good at doing business."
Hearing this, a serious smile appeared on the frowning old furnace man's face.
"Because blood, ancestors and profit are necessary conditions to maintain a Hearthborn alliance."
He took a sip of Ada's wine and then made a subtle expression, showing no comment on this expensive wine.
"Can you imagine that if there is no profit, even the strongest alliance will collapse."
"I don't doubt that."
Soshyan also smiled, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.
"despite this."
The old furnace man continued:
".In this decadent age, few Furnaces would drink with strangers in a strange place, and few Furnaces would chat with a stranger without preparing any weapons."
As he spoke, he put the pipe back into his mouth and raised the half-empty wine glass.
"Therefore, you can count old Walker as your distinguished friend."
Soshyan also smiled and raised his cup, clinking it with the other party, but the other party's next words made him freeze.
". Just like the ancestor of your Alexei family."
Sect Master Walker took out the pipe from his mouth, drank the remaining wine in one gulp, and then put on another face, as if he was lost in some kind of nostalgia.
"It has been many years. I have forgotten how long it has been since I drank with the other Alexei."
The smile on Soshiyang's face faded, and he slowly put down the cup. After a short period of thinking, he judged one thing - of course, this Walker patriarch should have known or even known each other. .
"Master Walker, you are Orode's friend, right?"
Hearthborn smiled.
"A smart young man, but you are much more humble than him. He is a bit arrogant, of course, only on the outside. He is very complicated on the inside."
Soshiyang nodded, picked up the wine glass and drank all the liquid in it. No wonder the other party said a lot of nonsense to him when they first met. At that time, he thought that the furnace descendant had met Xerxes or something. , I didn’t expect that he was an old friend of Orode.
"When did you find out that I was his descendant? Just by name?"
"I saw him in you when we first met."
Seeing that the other party's cup was empty, Soshyan gently pressed the bell on the table. Soon two maids came over and asked again.
