After reading through the sales data twice today, Lear felt quite good.

With these hundreds of thousands of gold coins in hand, the Promotion Secret Technique of the Dark Night Elves appearing at the elite trading event on the 3rd is within grasp.

The arms trade is indeed hugely profitable.

And with all 3,000 sets of 2 Star-level armor sold, he could directly receive an amount of 600,000 gold coins.

Quite exaggerated.

But thinking about it, he was selling equipment to arm 3,000 people, which makes it seem reasonable.

Training a large-scale army is something only the top noble could afford.

In which Lorand City is a major player, whereas Weilu City hasn't even made it to the table.

But after he assumed authority, he already held the future in his hands, and with the Intelligence System at his side, it was only a matter of time before he took the main seat.

Looking towards Blando, he spoke slowly.

"I received news that in the Second Alley of the Fifth District, there's an estate up for sale..."

Blando's expression immediately changed and quickly replied.

"Sir, are you referring to that Marquis Manor? ... You might not know, but there have been seven owners who replaced each other in there!"

"Ever since that old marquis died of illness, every subsequent owner of the estate has died without cause."

"Several sects have sent people to investigate, but none have solved the problem."

"This estate is quite famous, it's always been said to be cursed by the Goddess of Misfortune and the Abyssal Evil God."

"If you want to purchase an estate, I suggest choosing another one..."

Superstitions in the Fantasy World often involve divine spirits, which makes them even more terrifying.

After all, divine spirits are real, and the countless evil gods in the Abyss are sources of deadly danger.

The church doesn't dare to easily touch these things.

"The estate of the Marquis Clan? Interesting... but it's not necessary, I know the cause of misfortune at that estate."

"Oh? You know?"

"That's right. What's the current price for that estate?"

"The initial offer was ten thousand gold coins, now it's... two thousand, and if you haggle, you could get it for less than a thousand gold coins."

This price is still astronomical for an ordinary person.

But for Lear, who now holds hundreds of thousands of gold coins, it's easy.

"If the misfortune can be resolved, is this price suitable?"

"Anything under five thousand gold coins would be a steal!"

"That Marquis Manor, on Fifth Street, is a notable spot, the last two sales were for eleven or twelve thousand gold coins!"

Lear's gaze slightly shifted.

"Alright, let's go take a look. If it's suitable, we'll buy it right away."

Weilu City needs a spacious enough foothold.

The White Crow Commerce Association is too small, unable to contain his ambitions.

"Yes!"

Seeing Lear's determination, Blando did not say more and immediately turned to make arrangements.

At the moment when the plaque sent by Rose Manor was hung above the White Crow Commerce Association, he already regarded Lear as a divine spirit!

Half an hour later, he returned to report.

"Sir, everything is arranged... we can set off immediately, people from the Blue Pigeon Trading Company will take us to inspect the manor."

Lear nodded, feeling quite good as he stood up.

Had he been alone, he would have had to line up himself even just to buy breakfast... after establishing power, such trivial matters no longer required his attention.

Upon issuing orders, subordinates would handle it for him.

Riding the carriage, they proceeded slowly.

The Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King was left at the White Crow Commerce Association, taking a Level 15 mount to purchase a manor would be too conspicuous.

Upon arriving in the Fifth District, the change in surroundings was evident.

Not only were the streets wider, but the roads were also cleaner.

And the beggars commonly seen in other districts were nowhere to be found.

The roads were lined with shaded green trees and blooming flowers, giving the feeling of a vacation area.

Guards were noticeably increased, imparting a sense of security.

This street was inhabited by the rich or the noble, and even the smallest estate had a price tag that ordinary people could only dream of.

The carriage drove past and stopped in front of a very quiet manor in the middle area.

Looking far ahead, the four-meter-high walls isolated everything around, the green trees inside peeking over, gently swaying in the breeze.

The spacious gate opened on both sides, and two neatly dressed, smiling young men awaited at the front of the gate.

Each wore an emblem of a blue pigeon spreading its wings on their chest.

Upon stopping the carriage at the gate, Lear and Blando got off, and the two immediately greeted them.

"Greetings to you, honored sir, Good day, President Blando... we are members of the Blue Pigeon Trading Company, Jamie and Sam, mainly responsible for the sale and consignment of houses in the Fifth District."

"We will be at your service today..."

With one glance, they could tell that Lear's status far exceeded that of Blando, so they greeted him first when speaking.

Lear nodded.

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Yes, this way please..."

The two immediately stepped aside, feeling the solemnity of this young man's aura, his gaze sent a chilling shiver through them.

Entering through the open gate and stepping into the manor, Lear immediately felt a slight chill on his skin.

Like being brushed by a cold wind on a late autumn morning, causing goosebumps.

The faces of the two staff members from the Blue Pigeon Trading Company turned slightly pale.

"Sir, since you came to see this estate, you must have some understanding of its information."

"We won't hide anything from you."

"The previous several owners of this estate all mysteriously died, and no cause was ever found."

"So the price of the estate dropped to one-fifth of what it was, and if you're interested, purchasing at this price will absolutely not be a loss."

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