Sibling Bickering

"Who are you calling a 'little brat'? I've been an adult for three years now!" Agif said discontentedly, looking at her brother.

"Yo... the little brat is not convinced.

"But time really flies. You're getting married already!" The young werewolf, Fisher, looked at his sister Agif and sighed.

"Hmph!"

Agif didn't want to engage with her brother and pulled Corvinus to sit down on the sofa.

"Ah, once you have a husband, you forget about your brother. That really hurts a brother's heart," Fisher clutched his chest and slowly retreated to the sofa behind him, pretending to sit down with great difficulty.

"Bro, you're such a grown-up now. Can you act a bit more seriously?" Agif glanced at her brother, who was putting on a show, and rolled her eyes.

"By the way, what do you want with Corvinus?" Agif asked.

Instantly, Fisher sat up straight and looked at Corvinus, saying, "My name is Fisher. You can call me 'Fourth Brother' like Agif, or you can call me Mr. Fisher."

"Fourth Brother!" Corvinus wasn't foolish; he naturally chose the more familiar title.

He had learned from Agif that her eldest brother, fourth brother, and herself were from the same mother, so their sibling bond was closer.

At the same time, Corvinus activated the system to investigate.

After all, this family of freaks, he figured that this fourth brother, Fisher, should also have considerable strength.

Name: Fisher

Age: 31

Race: Werewolf

Strength: Tenth-tier warrior

...

Corvinus silently closed the system investigation and slowly accepted the reality.

What a family of freaks indeed!

A tenth-tier warrior!

However, he should not be as strong as his prospective father-in-law, since the system had specifically mentioned "near-legendary" for the father-in-law's tenth-tier warrior status.

But Fisher was still much stronger than him.

Thankfully, he was the eldest brother-in-law; otherwise, Corvinus would have considered leaving.

From what Agif had told him, out of her six brothers, only the fourth brother, Fisher, did not work in her father's mercenary group.

Her father's mercenary group was huge; Agif had mentioned that it had tens of thousands of members, though she wasn't sure of the exact number.

But Corvinus believed it should be at least ten thousand, considering that a near-legendary chieftain in a tribe would rule over hundreds of thousands of orcs.

The fourth brother, Fisher, had not joined the mercenary group because he became a merchant.

Indeed, according to Agif, his business was vast. He was a grain merchant, and it was said that one-tenth of all the grain in the southern wilderness passed through his hands.

"Haha, alright, from now on, we're family."

"I'll just call you Corvin then!" Fisher was very pleased to see that Corvinus was so sensible.

"Whatever works!" Corvinus said with a smile.

He could accept being called Corvin. In fact, he had a clan name—Silver Mane—so his full name should be Corvinus Silver Mane.

Calling him Corvin was actually incorrect, as it separated his name.

"Actually, the reason I wanted to meet you is, first, to see what my future brother-in-law looks like. After all, Agif, my little sister, has finally decided to get married, and my whole family is very happy about it," Fisher joked, looking at his sister Agif.

"Hmph, my taste isn't bad, right?" Agif asked playfully.

"Not bad at all!" Fisher laughed, then continued looking at Corvinus, "The second thing is, I heard that you made this candy?"

"That's right!" Corvinus knew the main topic was coming.

He was also very excited. Hearing that his brother-in-law, the merchant, wanted to meet him, Corvinus's mind raced with possibilities.

The merchant was eager to meet him, which meant he must be interested in the candy.

Great merchants never lacked the eyes to spot business opportunities.

Fisher's expression immediately became solemn. When he had just come home to see his mother, he had tasted the candy and heard from her that it was sent by his sister Agif's fiancé.

And it was handmade!

He was shocked the moment he tasted it.

As a merchant who had traveled extensively, even visiting other continents a few times, Fisher's experience was extensive enough to compare with others.

However, despite his rich experiences, he had never tasted this kind of candy before.

Clearly, this unique candy did not exist in orc tribes, the royal court, human nations, or other humanoid races' countries; it was only found here.

This meant that Corvinus was the creator of this candy.

As a big merchant, Fisher knew very well that candy was a high-end product in human nations, affordable only to the nobility.

If this candy were to be sold, those incredibly wealthy human nobles would definitely buy it.

Especially since this candy was one-of-a-kind, and there were millions of human nobles—what a huge market that was.

For Fisher, this was undoubtedly a great business opportunity.

"Would you sell this technique?"

"Name your price!" Fisher said with a smile.

He could already see himself being ennobled as a Trade Prince by the Trade Alliance.

"No way!"

His words were abruptly cut off by a rude voice, shattering his daydream.

However, it wasn't Corvinus who refused; it was his sister Agif.

"I'm discussing business with Corvin, and you, a little girl, have no business interfering," Fisher glared at his sister Agif, annoyed that she had interrupted his fantasy.

"Hmph, no wonder big brother says you're money-grubbing."

"Corvin is your brother-in-law, my husband, and you would even take advantage of him!" Agif stared at Fisher indignantly.

Corvinus saw Agif and tried to pull her back, but he couldn't budge her.

He had never considered selling the technique for making maltose, as he still had several thousand gold coins.

And how much could it be sold for?

Offering a hundred thousand or so, he felt it was too much of a loss.

A million? He guessed his brother-in-law wouldn't offer that much.

"What do you mean I'm taking advantage of him? You little brat, I'm your brother. You're disrespectful and ungrateful. Now that you have a husband, you dare to scold your own brother," Fisher said angrily.

"Hmph, do you think we're fools?"

"This technique is unique to our family. Why sell it? We can keep it and sell the candy itself. That's an endless source of wealth," Agif said.

"Why should we give you the path to wealth?"

"Of course, if you want to buy it, a million gold coins... no... five million!" Agif declared.

"Five million? You little brat, you really have the nerve to ask for such a high price. Do you think your brother is a fool?" Fisher stood up in anger. He could consider a million, as the profit would definitely be very high with the noble clientele.

Seeing the siblings arguing, Corvinus, still an outsider, reluctantly said, "Fourth Brother, Agif, both of you sit down. Arguing won't lead to a solution."

Fisher nodded and sat down.

Agif huffed but also sat down next to Corvinus.

"Fourth Brother, I won't sell the candy-making technique," Corvinus said straightforwardly.

"Right, we definitely won't sell it!" Agif nodded vigorously in agreement.

"But we can collaborate. I have the technique, and you have the channels. Collaboration can benefit us both," Corvinus continued.

"Collaborate?" Fisher looked at Corvinus, realizing that his brother-in-law also had considerable ambition.

If it had been anyone else, he would have already struck and interrogated them, but Corvinus was his brother-in-law, and he definitely wouldn't be that ruthless.

"How would we collaborate?"