Leech looked at the silk in his hand, feeling extremely frustrated.
Just when he was imagining how his trip had successfully opened a trade route, even planning to expand his silkworm farming and picturing himself drowning in gold... the very goods he'd sold had reappeared in Bonta Market today, in perfect condition.
Only a day had passed. The silk goods had changed hands an unknown number of times before winding up right back in Bonta Market. One of Leech's men had spotted the silk, bought a sample, and brought it back.
There was no doubt they were from Porcupine Territory.
'Bonta Market is too chaotic.'
He wanted to open a trade route, but after this fiasco, all his plans were just empty talk.
'Looks like I really have to establish a foothold here.'
