A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 79 Goblin Chamber of Commerce
Fari lay on his pile of treasure, looking at Clalele at the entrance of the cave.

The goblins came back. Of the fifteen caravans that had taken different routes, they only managed to find twelve.

This included the caravan that was besieged by the undead and was finally rescued by the arriving goblin troops.

"Under the guidance of our master, we discovered the threat on the trade route and saved twelve caravans and their goods."

Kalalai's tone was full of excitement. Once again, he had avoided disaster with the guidance of his master. According to the news received later, if the caravans continued to move forward, they would run into the dead tide and become the caravans and corpses overturned on the roadside like the three caravans that were not found.

"The captains of those caravans are willing to give 20 percent of their wealth to repay your kindness."

Behind Kalalelai was a pile of gold, silver and treasures.

The proportion of tribute that the goblins paid to Farui was actually not that much, probably only a little over 10% of their income. After all, those ordinary goblins also had to fill their own stomachs first.

Those caravans made a lot of money in the trade with the outside world. Two of them even signed exclusive supply agreements with several settlements and were recruiting more "goblin" workers to expand production. Apart from the tribute tax and the wages of ordinary goblins, these goblin bosses had already saved up a lot of wealth.

After escaping death, it is obviously not a bad thing to spend some money to thank your protector.

"Your humble servant is willing to donate half of his fortune just for the chance to worship you."

"why?"

He could feel the faith coming from the goblin. The white line was clearly visible and not much different from the one from Kralele.

Rather, even now, the scene in front of Kralele would occasionally pop into his mind.
Although he has gradually learned to block out these contacts with Kalalelai recently, some images or sounds still leak in when he relaxes occasionally.

He also gave Kralele a small sum of money, and more after the pilgrimage.

"anything else."

Although he had realized that he was probably not an ordinary dragon, he did not think that he was special enough to withstand the pressure that only low-level legendary warriors could bear.

Fari looked at Kalalelei. He could sense that there was another goblin not far outside the nest. Kalalelei rarely brought other "people" here.

Clalele looked at Fari nervously, afraid that Fari would reject his request.

She woke up and reached the tenth level.

Fari stretched out his hand, trying to touch the white line.

"let it go."

Fari asked. In areas he didn't understand, he would always value Safrina's opinions. After all, this silver dragon was really hardworking. Unlike his own dragon who only knew how to sleep, she really spent ten years reading most of the books in the library.

Fari took his hand off the white thread.

She had fallen into a deep sleep after tinkering with the decorations in her lair, digesting the strength she had gained from the previous battle. And now, it seemed that this sleep was over.

"The 'gods' will influence the believers, but the believers will also influence the 'gods' to some extent. The advice in that book is not to convert more than ten believers when you are at the middle or low level of Legend."

In order to obtain this opportunity to worship, the old goblin paid more than half of his property.

"Let him come."

The author of that book obviously didn't consider that someone could convert believers before advancing to the legendary level, but even so, those words were valuable to Fary.

Safrina's voice came from the side.

"You'd better not think about increasing the number of believers."

Soon, an old goblin appeared at the door of the lair, knelt on the ground respectfully, and expressed his loyalty and gratitude to the great master.

The old goblin was dressed exquisitely and looked like he had made a lot of preparations for this moment.

“How’s your business going?”

Fari suddenly asked.

"Thanks to the master's grace, the caravan I am currently running is the one with the highest income in this area."

Farrell nodded.

"Take your tribute back with you."

The old goblin shuddered, thinking that he had angered the dragon in its lair so much that it was refusing his offering.

"That money can be used for other purposes. I am going to give you a small task."

Kalalai pricked up her ears. It seemed their master had a new order. "Unite the other caravans and form a trade association."

Farui already knew about the recent unusual movements of the Undead, and it seemed that they were disrupting Lanya and her group's rear.

This won't do. Trade must be restored. He still wants to make money by relying on these goblins.

It would be very dangerous for individual caravans to rely on their own guards in this situation, but once they gathered together and had additional guards, it would be a different story.

"Joint...caravan..."

The old goblin muttered a few words under his breath, and the confusion on his face gradually disappeared.

"Resource sharing, joint pricing, large-scale negotiations to lower prices..."

The old goblin became excited.

"Thanks to the great master's wisdom, I know, I understand."

Fari looked at the old goblin in front of him helplessly.

He only thought about the issues of guarding and smooth trade routes, and the rest was all made up by the old goblin.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the boss of the highest-earning caravan in the region. Professionals are indeed quick-witted.

"Okay, let's go if you're fine."

Ferry waved his hand.

"correct."

Safrina on the side spoke up.

"Look for any additional graves around here. If there are any, dig up the bodies and burn them all."

Clarele looked at Safrina, then at Farrell, and finally he lowered his head.

"Yes, I will follow your orders."

There is a restored peace in the lair.

"Have you rested enough?"

Farri's muffled voice sounded.

Both Safrina and he were bigger now.

"Now that you've had enough rest, isn't it time to go back to your own home?"

Fari ordered him to leave.

"I'm still a little sleepy. Let me sleep for a while."

Savrina seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

Fari glanced at Safrina, then lay down on the pile of treasure.

"It's a bit crowded. We need to widen the cave sometime."

This was his last thought before he fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know that Savrina opened her eyes after he fell asleep.

"My lord, the situation is not optimistic."

Lanya looked very tired. She had hardly any rest time in the past few days, and it seemed that there were endless things for her to deal with.

And now, the situation in this area is getting worse.

"The front line is still relatively calm now. The Death Knight hasn't made any moves yet."

Lemming glanced at Lanya, his expression not relaxed either. It would take a few more days for the church's reinforcements to arrive.

"There's no need for the Death Knight to take action. If this continues, the settlement and the town will collapse first."

No single settlement or town could produce all the supplies they needed, and humans needed trade and communication.

(End of this chapter)