That wasn't an exaggeration. Even by subcontracting, one could still make a fortune.
However, Luther hadn't presented a concrete, executable plan, which made it feel like an empty promise.
Ronin nodded slightly. "I will consider it."
Luther raised his glass. "I'm sure you'll make the right choice. After all, a handsome profit could get your territory more Silver Knights and Golden Knights."
The two clinked their glasses. Then, the Minister of Finance turned and re-entered the main hall to negotiate with his associates.
Watching the slightly plump man's retreating back, Ronin swirled the last sip of wine in his glass, a smirk playing on his lips.
They stood on different ground, thought from different perspectives, and held different ambitions for the future. Naturally, they saw things differently.
Silver Knights and Golden Knights were easy to find, but Meteor Knights were another matter entirely—especially one who would be sincerely loyal to him.
