But before he could speak, Stanford, as if anticipating his move, produced one document after another until they finally formed a small booklet in his hands.
Those were the collateral vouchers for various assets within the Marquis's territory!
Mortan's face changed instantly; he wasn't surprised by these mortgage certificates, after all, he had personally ordered them to be mortgaged. What truly shocked him was that so many vouchers ended up in the hands of Stanford alone.
"You are from the Wizard Council!" Mortan's pupils shrank.
He immediately understood why Stanford dared to barge directly into his manor, why those merchants were willing to let him mortgage the mines and assets within the territory at a high price...
Previously blinded by huge profits, Mortan hadn't thought much about it, assuming that the other party knew he had a large amount of valuable wheat, hence the willingness to pledge at a premium.
Now it appeared that this was a thorough trap!
