Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 805 - 535 The Long-Term Plan of the Roinhein Clan

Chapter 805: Chapter 535 The Long-Term Plan of the Roinhein Clan

"Lord Baron to say so really is much too polite," Mage Anbala waived off Gaven’s breach of contract penalty with utmost cheer. "Apart from those warhorses, which do indeed require a bit of extra attention, the nags simply graze locally and don’t cost much to maintain, so there’s no need for further payment. Consider it a small token of our sincerity."

Ten days earlier, they had intended to take Gaven for all he was worth. The penalty amount had to be exorbitantly high, ideally taking part ownership of the Weizemay Vineyard. Such matters, after all, have intangible value, and it all would have hinged on their word.

But that plan evaporated after the other party swept through the Giant Plains, destroying a Troll Kingdom on the opposite side.

What a joke. Bargaining with a warlord bristling with armed forces? Wasn’t that just asking for a death wish?

For if they weren’t careful, that same warlord would gobble up all the horses they brought without so much as leaving them a single beast.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that you can run from the monastery but not from the temple, they might have even thought about fleeing with the horses by night.

Now all they dare hope for was to complete the transaction smoothly at the originally agreed price. That would be a great success.

"Since Mr. Anbala has been so forthcoming," Gaven said, "I shouldn’t delay the payment for the trade. But such a large migration involves many complications. Previously, to deal with the Trolls, we turned all our cash on hand in Ruitawen City into weapons, equipment, and supplies.

Therefore, we need some time to liquidate the gains and goods from this battle to pay for the warhorses.

If you are willing to amend the original agreement and accept goods as part of the payment, we can also make that work," Gaven outlined their current predicament.

He quite literally had a wealth of valuable items on hand, including ten Fast Healing Rings and ten Regeneration Rings just obtained from the Gnomes, sufficient to cover most of the payment for the warhorses.

But doing so wouldn’t maximize his gains.

These Regeneration Rings ought to shine and heat up in the grand auction houses of the big cities. Practical magic equipment that could save lives would definitely sell for far beyond the market estimated value.

Gaven preferred to sell off the discounted goods bought cheaply in Ruitawen City to recoup funds to pay for the warhorses, but that required time.

After listening to Gaven’s terms, Mage Anbala, undisturbed yet pleased, said, "Lord Baron, you indeed hold goods that we need. I just wonder if you are willing to part with them."

"You are referring to those gigantic beasts," Gaven stated confidently, not as a question.

These horse farm owners would definitely focus on what they knew best. From their first glance at the Gigantic Warhorses, they must have pondered whether they could apply Demon Cultivation to them and breed them on a large scale.

"Correct," confirmed Mage Anbala.

While many gigantic beasts in the Giant Plains were ownerless, very few had the capability to truly enter and domesticate them, let alone en masse as Gaven’s group had done.

"If you’re willing to buy, naturally I’m inclined to sell," Gaven continued, "but there is one thing I must clarify in advance. To my knowledge, these creatures are gigantic not because of their lineage, but due to the unique environment of the Giant Plains. Once they leave this area, their offspring are likely to be ordinary species." Gaven conveyed the intelligence in his possession truthfully.

Cities along the northern side of the Giant Plains, close to the Giant Dragon Coast, would surely already know this; he might as well be transparent about it to highlight his own noble character.

And sure enough, Anbala expressed his admiration, "Lord Baron truly is a good man. Actually, we had known this piece of information for a while. However, these gigantic beasts still have their own value. This involves some of our proprietary business secrets, so I shall not divulge more. We are willing to offer one thousand Gold Coins for each Gigantic Warhorse, and for the Gigantic Oxen, we can go as high as eight hundred."

Gaven’s eyes flickered involuntarily; still willing to buy knowing this information meant there was profit to be had.

It wouldn’t just be for reselling – that would be the mindset of horse traders, not a group of horse farm owners.

Turning them into golden-egg-laying geese was their usual practice.

It’s not necessarily about breeding these Gigantic Warhorses. They might be used to genetically improve regular warhorses instead. Their size was right there for the taking, and even if the offspring did not grow to giant size, they would surely be more robust than ordinary warhorses, significantly increasing the yield of Heavy Warhorses.

This was vividly manifested among the Hobgoblins of the Giant Plains; their average height was near the upper limit of normal Hobgoblins, and many could rival that of the Half-Giants like Golia.

The value of a Heavy Warhorse is two to three times that of a light warhorse, five to six times that of a packhorse.

They might even Demon Cultivate warhorses that have Spell-Like Abilities like Enlarge, which would further increase their value.