Emperor of Arcane

Perhaps seeing Carlos' shock, Matthew clapped his hands gently again:

"Of course, to show our support for the Eighth Legion."

"We can offer a 20% discount on this basis. Each bottle only costs 80 gold coins."

Hit 8-fold?

It’s more like breaking a bone!

Carlos' eyes twitched, he looked repeatedly at the paralysis potion in Matthew's hand, and then asked indirectly:

"Is this paralysis potion really that expensive?"

"After all, an ordinary paralysis potion only costs 20 gold coins a bottle..."

If you say 30 gold coins, then everyone will make money, and I can go back and pay the difference.

But now that you are talking loudly, it will be difficult for me to explain it to you when I go back!

Carlos gave Matthew a "think about it again" look, hoping that he would change his mind.

His eyes were like those thrown to a blind man.

Matthew pretended not to see it, shook his head very seriously, held up most of the paralysis potion left in his hand and said:

"There is no comparison between ordinary paralysis potions and our paralysis potions."

"The formula of our paralysis potion was obtained from the elves at a huge cost (200 sets of adventurer adventure suits) (certainly not the Cole elf you thought)."

"There are a variety of precious elven magic plants (added on purpose). Each bottle costs 30 gold coins (things are rare and expensive)."

Seeing Matthew's confident expression, if Carlos and the adjutant looked at each other, they suddenly realized.

They had never heard of such an effective paralysis potion anywhere else.

If the formula and production raw materials come from elves, then the price of 80 gold coins per bottle is understandable.

Yes, that’s how you can “understand” it.

Seeing the slight hesitation on their faces, Matthew did not forget to continue to "fool":

"You can rest assured that the products produced by our Gulf Territory are absolutely genuine and genuine!"

"If you are worried, we can provide specialized testing services and comparative experimental services."

"Everyone, please move to the next door. There are orc soldiers of different stages and strengths here."

"Our paralysis potion can even have a certain impact on high-level orc warlords."

"Furthermore, our paralysis potion can soak five times more weapons and crossbow arrows than ordinary potions."

“If you calculate it, it’s definitely an increase in quantity and quality without an increase in price!”

“The price is so cheap and the quality is top notch.”

"You only need a crossbow to kill an elite orc soldier. This is definitely a very good deal..."

There is always a convincing power in Matthew's words.

Carlos listened and subconsciously bought 1,000 bottles, quietly contributing 80,000 gold coins to the development of the Gulf Territory.

Especially Matthew looked regretful and continued to warn Carlos:

"Then you can try it out first. If it works well, remember to buy it back..."

Matthew looked at their strange expressions, but he didn't care.

He knew very well that the Third Army and the Eighth Army had been entangled with the coalition of orcs, trolls, and barbarians for nearly a year and a half.

If it hadn't been for the dragon disaster next year, I don't know how long they could have been entangled with each other.

Although the soldiers of the Third Army and the Eighth Army are quite powerful in combat, they are all considered elites.

However, their number is small, less than 130,000 in total.

To fight against millions of coalition forces with support, doesn't it mean that we have to rely on various means?

"You think it's expensive now, but it won't be long before you feel like you're buying less..."

Naturally, Matthew did not say this, and just continued to lead them from the front.

Arriving at the weapons and armor storage area, densely packed storage boxes were neatly placed in a space as big as a football field.

Butler Ralph led the way, while Matthew continued to introduce to the stunned people:

"We have produced a lot of weapons and equipment, but the success rate of enchanting weapons is not high, so there are still certain restrictions in this regard."

"Currently, we have stored a total of about 10,000 sets of enchanted armor."

Matthew picked up a set of armor from the opened box, raised it high with the power of the mage, and displayed it completely:

"For example, this set of full-body armor is made entirely of fine steel and weighs 45 kilograms. It has excellent defense and can resist hammer blows from heavy weapons."

"This set of armor has three enchantments: "Strong", "Buffering", and "Offset", which further enhances its already excellent defensive capabilities..."

Matthew not only spoke with his mouth, but also used his mage's hands to control the armor and hang it on the target in the distance.

Beelzebub selected a level 4 warrior of medium stature and average strength from the guards.

This warrior took turns using long swords, daggers, hammers, and axes to hack at the armor.

Various parts of the armor received at least three or four full-force stabs and chops before a few cracks were opened, showing quite excellent defensive capabilities.

Although doubts were growing in their hearts, Carlos and the adjutant had to admit that the quality of these enchanted armors produced by the Gulf Territory was indeed very good.

However, under the influence of the "paralysis potion" just now, Carlos had to start asking questions in advance:

"What is the price of these enchanted armors? If it is too expensive, the gold coins I carry cannot afford it."

Unexpectedly, Matthew smiled slightly and waved to him very briskly:

"Haha, there's no need to worry so much."

"We will give away 1,000 sets of these enchanted armors to the Eighth Legion for free, which can be regarded as support for our Gulf Territory..."

"However, we need the soldiers using these enchanted armors to do us a favor."

"Just record which parts are attacked most frequently and which parts need further strengthening and improvement..."

Carlos and the lieutenant were a little confused when they saw Matthew's expression was not fake.

It wasn't until they passed through the large teleportation circle and saw thousands of sets of enchanted armor "free of charge" in front of them that they suddenly woke up.

Subconsciously rubbing his eyebrows, Carlos recalled Matthew's sincere expression, looked at the thick pile of parchment in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"No matter what, the Gulf Territory's intentions are good."

After carefully inspecting each set of enchanted armor and confirming that its quality was quite good, the adjutant couldn't help but admire:

"Yes, if other territories could be like the Gulf Territory and be willing to provide adequate support within their capabilities, our situation would not be so embarrassing."

Just when the two of them were marveling at Matthew's generosity and "general knowledge".

Matthew, who valued them both, smiled at Butler Ralph and said:

"After they use our enchanted armor, they will definitely not want to use other enchanted armor again."

Butler Ralph nodded understandingly and took out his notebook to record it.

There were several demonstration "examples" and I learned a trick from the lord.

“What’s free is the most expensive!”