Chapter 124 Selling More Weapons

"Let's hope we can navigate this crisis safely," he murmured, stepping back into the palace as the cold rain trickled down his neck. His thoughts, tangled and unrelenting, would not find peace until the war had ended.

Michael was deeply engrossed in selling low grade weapons. Whether to genuinely assist Michael or to line his own pockets, Baron Kensington had introduced a vast network of connections. Among the many visitors drawn by these efforts was Philip, who had come reluctantly, seemingly pushed into it by circumstances.

Regardless of his motivations, a paying customer was still a customer, and Michael never neglected his patrons. This time, Philip was treated with greater hospitality—tea and cookies were served, a marked improvement from his previous visit, which had included the threat of dragons or sphinxes. Unfortunately, Philip was in no mood to enjoy such comforts.