“Thank you, Sir Eugene. I feel relieved now.” The half-bald nobleman grinned while holding onto Eugene’s hands.

“Don’t mention it. Anyway. From now on, you will trade mana stones and monster by-products with Mungard,” Eugene responded.

“How could I say otherwise? It will be beneficial for me as well! Hahahaha!” The nobleman said with a hearty laugh. His name was Lord Rotner, and he was the lord of a territory with a small dungeon. Just like many other lords of Brantia, Rotner had neglected the suppression of the evil land in his territory due to the war and had been rather troubled because of the rapid increase in the number of roamers in his territory. However, Eugene and the group of beowulf warriors had annihilated the roamers, and he could now focus on the management of the dungeon in his territory.

In addition, Eugene even subjugated the dungeon once on the condition of taking half of the mana stones and by-products obtained from the dungeon, which gave him some breathing room to set up a plan for the future.

“But you are certain that the road to Mungard is safe, right?” Lord Rotner asked.

“Of course. No roamers. Bandits. Most of them are dead. Take about 10 soldiers. You will get there safely. Mana stones, by-products, talk with the Mayor of Mungard and Lord Markus. Give them my name,” Eugene responded.

“I will do so. Thank you so much!” Lord Rotner...